A Nightmare on Luceti Street 2: The Reapening

[poppetry]

Who: poppetry, and her numerous victims: shadedsunlight, consultmybooks, perplex_me, cakeblocked, ofthediaphragm, magiconcehad, vanityunbcoming, and last but not least, a surprise appearance from skulljokelol.
What: Xion finds this mask in her room. How mysterious. But things start to go wrong after she's compelled to put it on.....
When: Afternoon through early night of the 23rd.
Where: Starting at KH house, then ranging all over the village.
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[perplex_me]

[After spending most of the morning in the library, Roxas finally decided that it was time to head home for lunch. As he enters House 14, he's a bit perturbed at how quiet it is. He shuts the front door, dropping his bag by the door as he starts to step further in.]

Hey guys? Anybody home? [As he stepped past the living room, he hears the sound of someone's boots clicking on the floor. He chooses to follow it to pinpoint who's home.]

Guys? [And it's only when he's about halfway down the hall that he sees...

...a. Very. Hideous face. He freezes in place, trying to figure out what's happening. The uniform he recognizes, and from the size of the figure this could only be one person.]

...Xion? [He's going to step a little closer, tilting his head curiously. He knew she'd been off for the last few weeks, but even this was kind of bizarre.] Hey, what's going on?

[poppetry]

[ Xion stops when she sees him. The movement isn't abrupt, or violent.... instead, she simply, instantly goes still. Like ripples on a pond being suddenly, unnaturally erased. As if there was never movement at all, as if time had been reversed.

There is something deeply surreal about it. ]

Roxas.

[ There is a flatness to her voice he'll only have heard once before. On a very dark day, up on a clock tower.

She moves towards him. Slowly, inexorably. ]

[perplex_me]

[...this. Is eeriely familiar. He's just going to stare at her for a moment, fixated on her eyes. He doesn't move quite yet, busy he's definitely on guard, ready to make a run for it. Something's wrong here.]

Xion, what are you doing?

[poppetry]

[ Oh, Roxas, Roxas. Why didn't you run when you had the chance? You could have lived.

Xion closes the distance between them and reaches out. It's a natural motion... so obviously normal that you oughtn't think twice about it. There's nothing strange about her hands reaching up to gently hold his face. There's nothing strange about how she will do this, all of this, before even replying. ]

What I'm supposed to do.

[ Do you feel that, Roxas? That numbing, awful cold spreading from her fingertips through your skin? It's like ice and darkness, clinging and clawing and burrowing. ]

[perplex_me]

[Oh yes. He feels that, and he's not liking it at all. He attempts to jerk away, but he doesn't get far. It's as if he's frozen in place; paralyzed.]

Xion, stop! Seriously, you're freaking me out.