Maybe it's magic... That'd explain all the voices. So maybe if I--
[Flip, flip...]
Hey, can anyone hear me? I heard some voices coming from this journal, so I hope I'm doing this right.
[A beat.]Anyway, my name's Ventus, and I've got a quick question. Could anyone tell me about this place? It looks like I'm in a forest, but I don't see any
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... what.
the fuck was that.
the fuck is this?!
after hearing this voice -- and only belatedly registering what it says -- Xion spends a long time staring at her journal in silence, even as she hears other people reply. she can see him through the camera, too...
and she doesn't like what she sees.
could it be? another one ... like her? after all, there can't be two of Roxas ... but there could be other Replicas out there, maybe even ones Vexen doesn't know about. ]
... do you hear any water?
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Is that---]
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...Yeah, I think so.
[Pardon him if that came out a bit awkwardly, poppet. This is the last thing he expected to see.]
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it's not really in Xion's nature to be suspicious, but every cycle of new feathers brings risk for her, and she can't afford to let her guard down just yet. ]
Head towards it. You should find a river eventually. Following it will take you straight into the village.
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[He's still a bit on-edge as well, and definitely a little suspicious. Above all else, though, he's curious and confused. He's not even sure how to approach this.]
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[A beat.]
So, what's your name?
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[ she pauses too, but for longer. ]
Xion. My name is Xion.
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[And another pause!]
Hey, Xion. This'll probably sound weird, but how come you look like me?
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she looks... like this boy?
like ... Roxas?
that conclusion doesn't make a lot of sense, but it scares Xion half to death. have some dead silence, Ven. ]
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[Oh dear. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything! He's just not sure how to handle this situation; after all, it's the first time he's seen anyone with his face before.]
...Hey, are you okay?
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But she sees nothing once she gets there. just herself. in the right body, with the right face, with the right hair on her head.
a few minutes go by before she comes back to her journal, slowly picking it up. she's no longer as completely panicked -- now she's torn between deep anxiety, confusion, curiosity, a lot of things. ]
... I'm fine. Sorry. But ... Ventus, I don't have any idea why I look like you. All I know is... you're identical to my best friend. His name is Roxas. None of this makes any sense.
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Yeah, by now Ven looks even more confused. Confused and maybe a little worried.]
You mean there's someone else who looks like me?
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[There's a short pause, and he shakes his head.]
No, I can't say I have. What are they?
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