(continued from this thread)Naminé had expected to see the familiar blue sky stretching above a canopy of grass and mushrooms, the normal Wonderland sky that she had seen in Sora's memories and in Castle Oblivion. She didn't really think Riku had ended up here, but it was the closest world to Traverse Town, and she already knew that Riku was no ( Read more... )

Naminé really wished that she had learned to use the Dark Corrider. Riku had learned to do it, and the ability seemed natural to the members of the Organization, but Naminé had always feared it. Her fear only grew when she witnessed it's true destructive nature, when she lost Riku on that fateful day ( Read more... )

Now that she had a taste for the world outside, Naminé could say for certain that she found the Castle fairly boring. Zexion and Xigbar, she assumed, had duties to attend to. And she had failed rather spectaculary at being friendly towards River. The witch did feel guilty for the distress she made the other girl go through - so much for a warm ( Read more... )

[continued from this scene. It's probably a history thread by now, my apologies for putting it up so late! x_x]Naminé happily accepted River's hand and she helped the other girl up before leading her through the hallways. Again, Naminé sometimes was very thankful for her photographic memory; she navigated the bland hallways and corriders like a pro ( Read more... )

The coat Zexion had given River fit more like a robe than a coat, and after he left her in the white bedroom, she wrapped it around herself without closing the zipper and pulled the hood far over her face. River liked the smell of leather, the smoothness that felt like oil but left no residue on her fingers ( Read more... )

Though his latest journal entry alluded to it, Zexion was not leaving Castle Oblivion because he'd grown bored. It seemed that in his time away he had become restless, unable to remain stagnant long enough for certain pawns to fall into play. Sometimes a spider waited in its web, other times it saw the need to hunt in hopes of returning with ( Read more... )

From what he could tell of this Tanis, he would be badgering Naminé until she agreed to trying on a dress or two that he thought she would look good in. Therefore, he wasn't going to get involved in that. Aladdin still didn't know why the girl was so reserved and apprehensive about everything, but it was starting to intrigue him. There must have ( Read more... )

"Actually, they were all different in their own little ways, but only someone with a memory (and limited wardrobe) like Naminé would know how to tell them apart."Now it seemed that Naminé was being pestered about dresses as well. It was rather sad that she only had one type of clothing, though for a long time Aladdin had been the same way. Clothing ( Read more... )

"Maybe I should leave you two to talk?" After all, he was going to get bored very fast if they kept talking about corsets and black lace."Oh!" Kairi looked as if she had just woken from a deep daydream. Visions of slow dances and handsome princes fell away into dust as she took stock of herself for the first time. The fit was snug, but not too ( Read more... )

Kairi blinked, but then smiled sheepishly and nodded. "Do you guys mind?" she asked. "It should only take a second...""O-Oh!" Naminé shook her head, a little more furiously then she intended to and was rewarded with a slight headache. She was a bit of a nervous wreck, but who wouldn't be after that odd string of events that Naminé was put through? ( Read more... )