[ Today is a big, big day for Xion. Though she'd planned to do ... what she's about to do ... from the start, her original plans had never included the journal. Not on Valentine's Day!

But strangely enough, she seems to have forgotten there's any inherent risk to using the journal today... and since it's such a big day, she wants to be positive ( Read more... )

[ Xion's always had this thing for dreaming. Although, back home, it was memories... memories and meanings she couldn't understand. Dreams of the ocean and the sound of waves, dreams of a boy in red ( Read more... )

[ Xion had poked her head outside, taken one look at the massive overabundance of people, and promptly slammed shut the door of her house ( Read more... )

[ Let's pretend it's actually, you know, a sane hour of the morning for the purposes of this post, hm? Poppet, for one reason or another, is in the library, doing research on this and that subject. It's become something of a habit to just come here and read for a while -- it helps her learn, and she doesn't even have to bother anyone for it ( Read more... )

[ Xion definitely opened her journal with a purpose, but somewhere along the way she got distracted. She can be heard in the background making quiet, frustrated noises. Seems like she's struggling with something. With a final huff of irritation and a surprised "oh!", she seems to recall that the journal is there. ]Um, does anyone know how to make ( Read more... )

[ HOLY OH MY GOSH, PEOPLE! There's so many people. Xion can't help but be out and about in this influx because you are ALL SO FASCINATING and she's watching you with huge curious eyes. She'll probably be stopping anyone especially strange and bothering them, though she does say this to herself while she does it: ]

I've never, ever seen this many ( Read more... )