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Who: Aqua; OPEN.
What: After exploring the city and dealing with some major frustration, Aqua finds herself at the beach at the end of a very, very, very disappointing third day in the City of Dreams. She's been at this constantly. Hasn't even returned to the house yet.
Where: Some quieter section of the beach.
When: Late in the day,

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Aqua's abrupt response to the news of Vanitas' presence was noticed but not remarked on... If only because it was followed by her voice cutting off when the world's magic very suddenly and very forcefully kicked in, locking off all attempts at speaking as effectively as any of the Keybearers might have locked a door. Terra's train of thought followed hers closely. His eyes widened in surprise as she was muted, but realization swept in, exchanging his look of shock for a frown that rapidly turned sour.

A roll of his eyes and a hard shake of his head made his annoyance even more obvious. He raised one hand in a frustrated half-shrug gesture but forced himself to settle afterward. No use getting too worked up about it. It did strike him as funny (albeit it not 'haha actually amusing' funny) how much worse the spell was when he actually had someone to talk to, though.

Terra went quiet for a minute, glancing between Aqua and some indiscriminate point to her left. He'd had some practice with the TENEKA, but he still felt awkward using it.

Concentrating, he fixed his eyes on hers.

Can you hear me?

Though no sound came of it, his mouth formed the words along with the telepathy.

What were you trying to say? About remembering?

He was cautious not to let his mind wander away from the moment. He was still having a tough time discerning which thoughts he was sending through and which were being kept private.

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Best to keep focused.

... Terra, obviously being that much more cautious than Aqua, may or may not have had a bit more time to prepare himself for the transition, as she literally didn't give a second thought about letting her own mind wander. Keeping oneself quiet and introverted obviously wasn't going to do her any good -- not anymore, anyway. Not until she could get a better grip on the mental communication filter.

Shaking it off with a shrug, she paused to soundlessly clear her throat, move a pile of sand to the side with her foot, and ... do what she could to pick up from where she left off.

...I'm sorry. You're coming in loud and clear. Am I? Following his example, she quickly found that physically going through the motions in speaking along with the TENEKA did feel quite a bit more natural... which would probably help with the --

-- Anyway. I meant to ask if you remember the place where you first woke up. Was it a room with a mirror...?

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He couldn't help but smirk at her reply. If they'd been brought here earlier, at some point during their training under the Master, he might have seen this mind communication ordeal as a game. A challenge to be mastered.

You are.

Instead, it was strictly serious business between them. And rightfully so. Vanitas was at large and for all he knew, Xehanort could have been lurking somewhere in the city, too. Hiding again. The twist of a grin came and went, in the same fashion the others had, taken over by something that was almost but not quite a scowl.

Aqua bringing up the mirror didn't help his mood, either. His eyes darkened and he looked away, but there was another nod for her.

Yeah. A room with a bed and a mirror. That was all he let himself 'say'.

Motioning for her to follow, he started back the way he came across the sand.

Come on. Let's find Ven and get back to one of the houses.