!Intro: A Durp in a Desert

[pensitivity]

Who: pensitivity and somarium~
Where: Somewhere in the Desert
Style: First or Third. BYOP (L-LOL Bring your own preference)
Status: Open
Notes: Arriving at the city, her first order of business was panic. The second order? Trying to find a way to get out. Unfortunately...

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[monkeyflirt]

[Why was he in the desert? Just wandering around - it was something he hadn't been able to look at much, after all.

It didn't take him long to come across Xion, and he frowns, seeing her wandering around.]

Hey...it might help if you take off that coat. [It did look heavy, after all.]

You're going to die of thirst if you're not careful.

[pensitivity]

[ Apparently, deserts were the hot spot for cool kids, too. ...Pun totally not intended, yes.

Either or. Xion had been in the process of mulling around what to do next since the desert was seeming to be more and more of a futile effort- a bigger part of her still persisting the idea -when Zidane had come across her. She froze upon realizing just how close she had let someone get to her before taking a step back, hand gripped at her side. Tense. And then his words hit her and she took another step back in turn, shaking her head. What did it matter to this guy anyway? ]

I'll be fine. [ Stubborn much. ]

[monkeyflirt]

Are you sure?

[He leans over a little bit, tilting his head and trying to see through her hood.] You look kinda worn out to me.

[It's in his nature to care, after all.]

[pensitivity]

[ That quickly got her on guard, bowing her head to avoid that curious gaze as her hand clutched tighter. ] I've been through worse.

[ Her tone came off impatient bordering disheveled. The close approximation, the way he seemed so inclined to get close up and in her personal space. It was making her spaz on the inside while she retained herself outwardly as best as she could. ]

Why does it matter to you anyway?

[monkeyflirt]

[Okay, he's just making her uneasy. So he's going to back off a little bit more.]

Well, I just worry about people. That's all. [He pauses, pursing his lips a little bit and putting a hand on his hip.]

I just wanted to help.

Suspicious Xion is suspicious. L-LOL Poor Zidane~

[pensitivity]

[ Help? It almost seemed like an ironic offer. After feeling so, well. Helpless for so long. Feeling everything feeling so inevitable and sinking further and further into that choice.

So, it took her a moment to even really register the idea of this stranger... wanting to go out of his way for her. ]

Why? [ Was there some sort of ulterior motive here? ]

...awww Xion ♥

[monkeyflirt]

Why do I worry about people, or why do I want to help?

[He has reasons for both of them.]

Zidane is so oblivious... or is he? |D

[pensitivity]

...Why do you want to help? [ After all, people worried about people because they were friends and cared about each other, right? That was why she had always worried about Axel and Roxas, after all. That... That was worrying. ]

that's the question, isn't it~?

[monkeyflirt]

I just have a habit of helping people. Why not?

[It's simple. To him.]

Crouching durp, hidden intuition~

[pensitivity]

[ And yet, it just seemed so bizarre to her. ] It's just hard to believe... [ Seriously, after being used so much by the Organization, she was pretty sure he would have a reason. Slowly drawing a hand to her chest. ]

I mean... It's not a bad thing if what you say is true, but...

tehe~

[monkeyflirt]

But?

[Headtilt. Again he attempts to come forward, curious as to what she actually looks like.]

Why the hesitation? You're tired, hot, and thirsty, aren't you?