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[sliceitwithwind]

Home. Blink. Halloween Town (screaming). Blink. Agrabah (convulsing). Blink. Atlantica

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[thinkitwithguns]

Oh.

Hell.

No.

Where the hell is Demyx when you need him?!

Good thing Xigbar has an Elixir, and is more than willing to pry Xaldin's mouth open, and pour the medicine down.

[thinkitwithguns]

"Got it, dude."

Xigbar won't let the mouse get Xaldin. Or any of the others. Probably not even Axel.

[sliceitwithwind]

Xaldin would appreciate that if he had a heart. Of course if he had a heart he wouldn't have to worry about the mouse. Probably.

This doesn't mean that he wants to put Xigbar in the position of having to try to defend Xaldin. He'd fight, too.

"Thanks, man."

[thinkitwithguns]

"Sure thing, dude. Come on."

He waves open a way into the dark paths, and waits for Xaldin to pass through before following himself.

[sliceitwithwind]

Xaldin steps into the paths without hesitation, turning toward home. "Did you take notes?" he asks as they walk, "Approximate time to lack of consciousness and the like?"

[thinkitwithguns]

"Uh, dude. I didn't exactly have time to," Xigbar replies.

[sliceitwithwind]

There is a split second where Xaldin almost (almost) demands that they do it again without the other worlds first.

Then he nods and keeps his damn mouth shut. "Too bad."

[thinkitwithguns]

Damn right he keeps his damn mouth shut.

"There'll be other experiments, dude." Like the kind that don't threaten his existence.

[sliceitwithwind]

"It just would have been nice to gain something from this one." Xaldin points out, "As long as it was done."

[thinkitwithguns]

"I'll take down what I can remember when we get back, man," Xigbar says. "So it won't be a complete loss."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Thanks." Xaldin says, tugging on the air in the dark paths just to reassure himself that it's there.

[thinkitwithguns]

When they get there, Xigbar opens the way out again, a thousand feet above the ocean.

[sliceitwithwind]

Xaldin steps out into the air and allows himself to fall. Not all the way to the water, but several hundred feet before he slows to a stop and lets home sink into every part of his being.

[thinkitwithguns]

While he waits for Xaldin to recover a little, Xigbar hangs himself in null gravity, and starts taking down notes on what he remembers.

[sliceitwithwind]

Eventually Xaldin returns to where Xigbar is and reads over his shoulder. He'd take notes as well, but they pretty much boil down to blackness followed by white agony.

[thinkitwithguns]

"I'm almost done," Xigbar says, after a minute.