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[Video | Action for Celadon City]
Oct. 18th, 2012 08:38 pm[ Bam! The feed opens to one big, blue eye staring directly at the screen before Xion moves away with a mischievous grin. The angle of the camera suggests the Gear is lying upon the floor before Xion stands, does a... "dance" and turns to try and climb the really tall tree right next to her. Strange? The answer lies in the Zorua tail sticking out behind her. Up, up, up, "she" goes until "Xion" settles on a thick enough branch way up in the tree and cries out triumphantly.
Then silence. Then "Xion's" victorious cries gain a smidgen of fear. Guess someone finally discovered how high up they really were and just realized they didn't like it and is now having trouble even wanting to back down. For a few minutes, the Zorua cries out for help, and-- ]
--there's my Gear. What is i-- huh? [ Before she could even pick up her Gear, the real Xion looks up to where her Illusion self is trapped. Instead of exasperation, Xion soon worries about why the heck he's up there, and from the way he's crying out, he's not sounding particularly happy. Xion quickly pulls out a pokeball and summons Bell the Togekiss and stating why she called her out for. Now hopping onto her Pokemon and floating all the way up to her Zorua... ]
Shadow? I'm here now - come on. [ She holds out her arms. ] We're really high up, so be carefu--
[ Shadow suddenly leaps onto Xion and Bell, still stuck in his trainer's form and immediately struggles to get a better position on the Togekiss. Unfortunately, this dislodges Xion right off of Bell with a small gasp and-- ]
Oomph! [ Ouch, her stomach lands on a branch just a little ways down, knocking the wind right out of her that she couldn't recover fast enough to hold and... promptly slips off the rest of the way down with a thud and a cracking sound.
It's several moments before Xion's prone form slowly sits up from the ground looking more... well, winded than actually injured. She only winces when she shifts and feels her stomach protest, but more importantly... Xion blinks and looks behind her. Dismay is immediately shown as she pulls out the broken handle of her Keyblade, the "blade" split cleanly in half. Long, suffering sigh here as Bell and Shadow - who's still in Xion's form - look on in worry. ]
At least it's not a broken bone...? But now what am I gonna use for training again?
[ Despite being mostly at fault, Shadow is on the receiving end of a pat from Xion before she turns off the feed with a slight grimace. ]
[ Text ]
[ And sometime after: ]
Are people going to enter that Pokemon that was just announced? What are your thoughts on team make up? I'd also like to remind others that Riku's Training Center, located in Celadon City, is offering up a lot of help to prepare for that upcoming event. It couldn't hurt, right?
[ Nope, not even fazed about what happened earlier. ]
Then silence. Then "Xion's" victorious cries gain a smidgen of fear. Guess someone finally discovered how high up they really were and just realized they didn't like it and is now having trouble even wanting to back down. For a few minutes, the Zorua cries out for help, and-- ]
--there's my Gear. What is i-- huh? [ Before she could even pick up her Gear, the real Xion looks up to where her Illusion self is trapped. Instead of exasperation, Xion soon worries about why the heck he's up there, and from the way he's crying out, he's not sounding particularly happy. Xion quickly pulls out a pokeball and summons Bell the Togekiss and stating why she called her out for. Now hopping onto her Pokemon and floating all the way up to her Zorua... ]
Shadow? I'm here now - come on. [ She holds out her arms. ] We're really high up, so be carefu--
[ Shadow suddenly leaps onto Xion and Bell, still stuck in his trainer's form and immediately struggles to get a better position on the Togekiss. Unfortunately, this dislodges Xion right off of Bell with a small gasp and-- ]
Oomph! [ Ouch, her stomach lands on a branch just a little ways down, knocking the wind right out of her that she couldn't recover fast enough to hold and... promptly slips off the rest of the way down with a thud and a cracking sound.
It's several moments before Xion's prone form slowly sits up from the ground looking more... well, winded than actually injured. She only winces when she shifts and feels her stomach protest, but more importantly... Xion blinks and looks behind her. Dismay is immediately shown as she pulls out the broken handle of her Keyblade, the "blade" split cleanly in half. Long, suffering sigh here as Bell and Shadow - who's still in Xion's form - look on in worry. ]
At least it's not a broken bone...? But now what am I gonna use for training again?
[ Despite being mostly at fault, Shadow is on the receiving end of a pat from Xion before she turns off the feed with a slight grimace. ]
[ Text ]
[ And sometime after: ]
Are people going to enter that Pokemon that was just announced? What are your thoughts on team make up? I'd also like to remind others that Riku's Training Center, located in Celadon City, is offering up a lot of help to prepare for that upcoming event. It couldn't hurt, right?
[ Nope, not even fazed about what happened earlier. ]
[Video --> Text | Action for Goldenrod]
Sep. 5th, 2012 07:59 pm[ The feed snaps on abruptly, jumbling a bit with the holder making draconic noises. It straightens and shows the back of one derp walking along. Hearing her Pokemon's slight distress, Xion turns to face her Pokemon with a confused frown. ]
Playing around with my Gear again? Well, you've gotten a bit better at handling it, Bahamut. Keep at it. [ Nope, she doesn't seem to mind and continues on walking. Bahamut gives a small, happy roar at his trainer's approval while he just fumbles with his... claws on how to fiddle with the Gear because he has done this before! ]
Hmm, he should be here... [ She stops in front of a door and lightly knocks on it, waiting patiently. The camera bobs a bit as they both wait. ]
[There's the sound of some grunts on the other side of the door, probably some from of the Pokémon inside. Then, after a moment, the door flies open, revealing Riku... without a shirt on and with a slightly irritated look on his face...
Which completely vanishes the moment he sees Xion.]
Xion? Hey, didn't think I'd have company.
[Gosh, this is kinda awkward, considering Jaws just made a huge mess out of his good shirts.]
Oh, hello, Riku! Are you busy? I'm sorry... I...
[ She trails off. As the door had opened, her eyes were closed in a small, but bright smile at seeing him. Now that she's actually seeing him... Wow. Wall of muscleyou're too developed for a teenager, Riku, gosh. Now Xion's just... staring at his chest.
... Awkward silence. ]
... Xion?
[He blinks, placing a hand against his neck. There's some snickering offscreen, though it sounds disturbingly inhuman. Riku, of course, doesn't pay it much mind. Mainly due to Xion's...
Aw, crud. This is like Ven all over again!]
...Hold on. I'll go grab some tissue real quick.
--h-huh?!
[ It's then her brain finally registers the feeling of a heavy, warm liquid dripping from her nose and the intense and sudden heat in her head. Bahamut roars in surprise as Xion slaps a hand over her nose in alarm. ] W-Wha...?
[While Riku zips off, an all to familiar Feraligatr stomps up to the door, covered in what appears to be a bunch of multicolored paint. Oh, and he's dripping with it, too.
But once Riku returns, he pushes the gator aside, handing Xion some tissues in haste.]
Here, try using these. And pinch your nose-- usually that helps.
[Ugh. Jaws, why you gotta make 'art' out of his clothes, man?]
T-Thank you, Riku. I, um... I'm really sorry about this-I-don't-know-why-my-body-is-doing-this-I'll-going-now-I'm-gonna-hurry-and-fix-this!
[ Compared to Jaws' art with clothing, Xion's clearly making an art of making herself look like a dork right now. With a surprising amount of haste, Xion grabs the batch of tissues, making sure not to get into eye contact (which might make things worse even further) with Riku, and scrambling to find her way out of the immediate area. She's still rambling apologies and thank yous for the tissue while she moves, accidentally bumping into Bahamut before urging he goes with her, and then... she books it out of there. Most likely leaving a bewildered and half-naked Riku at his doorway.
Welp. So much for that. ]
[Text | Filtered from Riku | About several minutes after that debacle ]
Has anyone ever felt... weird around particular people? Your face heats up, your heart beats quicker, and... things.
[ As Xion stares at the text message she just said, she has an urge to slap her head. ]
... I'm being an idiot, aren't I?
( and a parting image of this derp's situation )
[ ooc: this could be backdated a bit or not! due to... planning issues. Riku's font. Riku may also respond to anyone as well! ]
Playing around with my Gear again? Well, you've gotten a bit better at handling it, Bahamut. Keep at it. [ Nope, she doesn't seem to mind and continues on walking. Bahamut gives a small, happy roar at his trainer's approval while he just fumbles with his... claws on how to fiddle with the Gear because he has done this before! ]
Hmm, he should be here... [ She stops in front of a door and lightly knocks on it, waiting patiently. The camera bobs a bit as they both wait. ]
[There's the sound of some grunts on the other side of the door, probably some from of the Pokémon inside. Then, after a moment, the door flies open, revealing Riku... without a shirt on and with a slightly irritated look on his face...
Which completely vanishes the moment he sees Xion.]
Xion? Hey, didn't think I'd have company.
[Gosh, this is kinda awkward, considering Jaws just made a huge mess out of his good shirts.]
Oh, hello, Riku! Are you busy? I'm sorry... I...
[ She trails off. As the door had opened, her eyes were closed in a small, but bright smile at seeing him. Now that she's actually seeing him... Wow. Wall of muscle
... Awkward silence. ]
... Xion?
[He blinks, placing a hand against his neck. There's some snickering offscreen, though it sounds disturbingly inhuman. Riku, of course, doesn't pay it much mind. Mainly due to Xion's...
Aw, crud. This is like Ven all over again!]
...Hold on. I'll go grab some tissue real quick.
--h-huh?!
[ It's then her brain finally registers the feeling of a heavy, warm liquid dripping from her nose and the intense and sudden heat in her head. Bahamut roars in surprise as Xion slaps a hand over her nose in alarm. ] W-Wha...?
[While Riku zips off, an all to familiar Feraligatr stomps up to the door, covered in what appears to be a bunch of multicolored paint. Oh, and he's dripping with it, too.
But once Riku returns, he pushes the gator aside, handing Xion some tissues in haste.]
Here, try using these. And pinch your nose-- usually that helps.
[Ugh. Jaws, why you gotta make 'art' out of his clothes, man?]
T-Thank you, Riku. I, um... I'm really sorry about this-I-don't-know-why-my-body-is-doing-this-I'll-going-now-I'm-gonna-hurry-and-fix-this!
[ Compared to Jaws' art with clothing, Xion's clearly making an art of making herself look like a dork right now. With a surprising amount of haste, Xion grabs the batch of tissues, making sure not to get into eye contact (which might make things worse even further) with Riku, and scrambling to find her way out of the immediate area. She's still rambling apologies and thank yous for the tissue while she moves, accidentally bumping into Bahamut before urging he goes with her, and then... she books it out of there. Most likely leaving a bewildered and half-naked Riku at his doorway.
Welp. So much for that. ]
[Text | Filtered from Riku | About several minutes after that debacle ]
Has anyone ever felt... weird around particular people? Your face heats up, your heart beats quicker, and... things.
[ As Xion stares at the text message she just said, she has an urge to slap her head. ]
... I'm being an idiot, aren't I?
( and a parting image of this derp's situation )
[ ooc: this could be backdated a bit or not! due to... planning issues. Riku's font. Riku may also respond to anyone as well! ]
[Video | Action for Celadon City]
Aug. 15th, 2012 09:59 pm[ The feed opens up with some very excited chirping that can only come from a Togekiss. The feed shifts and bobbles, but finally settles on one Xion lying in bed, who looks to be finally stirring awake. The more Xion moves, the more chatter from Bell emerges and finally, with a faint smile appearing on her lips for only a moment, her eyes open groggily. Due to Bell's cries, her eyes immediately move to her and the Gear, blinking blearily for a moment. ]
It's... what time is it...? [ She moves to slowly sit up with a groan - wow, her body feels so sluggish - before reaching for the Gear. A few button mashing here and there, and... ]
Ah! It's late! And the date...! [ In her surprise, Xion is trying to scramble out of bed, but due to the fact that she just woke up, she only succeeds in flailing and falling off her bed with a thud. The Gear clatters to the floor, yet amongst Bell's worried chirps, there's a faint sound of laughter coming from Xion. ]
I slept for that long... But... [ Bell flies over the Gear, most likely to Xion. ] It's okay, Bell. I'm okay. I was... home. I need to talk to a few people, and--
[ And then her stomach rumbles. Very loudly at that. There's a long pause, and another soft laugh follows. ]
... but I think I can do that after I eat.
[ There's the sound of Xion shuffling to her feet, the Gear is picked up and closed. ]
[ Action ]
[ And true to Xion's words, Xion could be found in the Breeding Center's kitchen several minutes later cooking some very tasty pancakes. Surprised? Well, it's not like she did talk about her other hobbies, anyway... ]
It's... what time is it...? [ She moves to slowly sit up with a groan - wow, her body feels so sluggish - before reaching for the Gear. A few button mashing here and there, and... ]
Ah! It's late! And the date...! [ In her surprise, Xion is trying to scramble out of bed, but due to the fact that she just woke up, she only succeeds in flailing and falling off her bed with a thud. The Gear clatters to the floor, yet amongst Bell's worried chirps, there's a faint sound of laughter coming from Xion. ]
I slept for that long... But... [ Bell flies over the Gear, most likely to Xion. ] It's okay, Bell. I'm okay. I was... home. I need to talk to a few people, and--
[ And then her stomach rumbles. Very loudly at that. There's a long pause, and another soft laugh follows. ]
... but I think I can do that after I eat.
[ There's the sound of Xion shuffling to her feet, the Gear is picked up and closed. ]
[ Action ]
[ And true to Xion's words, Xion could be found in the Breeding Center's kitchen several minutes later cooking some very tasty pancakes. Surprised? Well, it's not like she did talk about her other hobbies, anyway... ]
[Audio]
Hello, everyone. With everything that's happened, I hope everyone is okay, or at least managing with their powers. If you didn't hear it before, Ventus got an idea to pool some money together to help rebuilding the Pokemon Centers. If you'd be willing to help, it'd be appreciated.
[ There's a pause, as though Xion thinks she should mention it, then... ]
Also--
Xion~!
[SUDDENLY A LANCER HIJACK. As if he doesn't even notice she's recording, he starts going off talking like the loudmouth he is.]
Hey, how you doin'? I've got somethin' you have to check out--I can breathe fire. Did you get anythin' interesting like that?
L-Lancer? I, uh... [ More pausing, and the sounds of her pulling up her zipper tighter around her hood... but the horns are even more pronounced to form an odd shape for the hood to go over. ] It's just... electricity. You seem to be doing fine, though.
You know me, kid, I'm always doin' fine.
[Don't mind the slight rustling as he sits right on next to her trying to get a look under that hood.]
Hey, what're you hidin' from? C'mon, there's no way it got you lookin' as screwed up as me.
[ There's a moment where Xion moves to make more space on her spot for him. ] But Lancer... you don't look that odd at all, really! I mean... Your hair's got more... variety? [ Have a small giggle. And yup. She totally just avoided answer his question. Sorry, man. ]
Wish I could say it was the first I had claws and all the sharp pointy shit, but it's not. Least I know I've looked a hell of a lot worse.
C'mon, lemme see what you look like. I'm not gonna laugh, promise.
[ . . . Xion sighs. ] Okay, fine. [ Zip! And off goes the hood to reveal a pair of small horns sticking out the side of her head. Bits of electricity flow out once the hood is removed and can be heard. ]
...Okay, y'know what?
[True to his word, Lancer's not laughing--actually, he sounds impressed.]
That's pretty damn cool.
Your really think so? [ And Xion sounds honestly surprised... and relieved. She'd been nervous about them before, but... She scratches the back of her head. ] Thanks, Lancer. They'd be... well, I'd like them a bit more if they didn't hurt my head every so often, but I can manage.
Well, y'know what you need?
[Oh no. Oh no, that's his 'I have an idea' voice.]
C'mon. We're gonna go have some fun.
We are? Where're we going? [ And this is Xion's 'I fully trust you and also I am very curious' voice. ]
Oh, don't worry. You'll see pretty soon.
[AWAY WE GO ON ADVENTURES~]
[ And that ends the feed. People might wonder. People might have called. Chances are, neither of them answer for a while. Maybe an hour and half passes and the Gear snaps back on, but with a video feature. A Hydreigon's face is briefly seen before turning the feed to the two adventurers--
... were those bottles and shot glasses? And some of the drinks, which haven't been dunked yet, were on fire. Hell, if it isn't for those bits of evidence, it's the way they look, especially Xion, who suddenly pumps out her fist and actually shouts: ]
Lanceeeer! Make mine go boom!
Sure, sure, I can do that.
[Laughing, the fanged and clawed Lancer with three-toned hair blew a small flame that set Xion's shot on fire much like the one Lancer himself was holding.]
Thank... Thank you, Lancer! Now let's... uh, drink and have fun and s-- stuff.
[ Somehow, just somehow, they clink their glasses before going to town. After which Xion laughs a bit too much that electricity flows around them and the Gear will now short circuit. ]
[ ooc: am I kicked out yet? Font for Lancer. Both will answer when able! ]
Hello, everyone. With everything that's happened, I hope everyone is okay, or at least managing with their powers. If you didn't hear it before, Ventus got an idea to pool some money together to help rebuilding the Pokemon Centers. If you'd be willing to help, it'd be appreciated.
[ There's a pause, as though Xion thinks she should mention it, then... ]
Also--
Xion~!
[SUDDENLY A LANCER HIJACK. As if he doesn't even notice she's recording, he starts going off talking like the loudmouth he is.]
Hey, how you doin'? I've got somethin' you have to check out--I can breathe fire. Did you get anythin' interesting like that?
L-Lancer? I, uh... [ More pausing, and the sounds of her pulling up her zipper tighter around her hood... but the horns are even more pronounced to form an odd shape for the hood to go over. ] It's just... electricity. You seem to be doing fine, though.
You know me, kid, I'm always doin' fine.
[Don't mind the slight rustling as he sits right on next to her trying to get a look under that hood.]
Hey, what're you hidin' from? C'mon, there's no way it got you lookin' as screwed up as me.
[ There's a moment where Xion moves to make more space on her spot for him. ] But Lancer... you don't look that odd at all, really! I mean... Your hair's got more... variety? [ Have a small giggle. And yup. She totally just avoided answer his question. Sorry, man. ]
Wish I could say it was the first I had claws and all the sharp pointy shit, but it's not. Least I know I've looked a hell of a lot worse.
C'mon, lemme see what you look like. I'm not gonna laugh, promise.
[ . . . Xion sighs. ] Okay, fine. [ Zip! And off goes the hood to reveal a pair of small horns sticking out the side of her head. Bits of electricity flow out once the hood is removed and can be heard. ]
...Okay, y'know what?
[True to his word, Lancer's not laughing--actually, he sounds impressed.]
That's pretty damn cool.
Your really think so? [ And Xion sounds honestly surprised... and relieved. She'd been nervous about them before, but... She scratches the back of her head. ] Thanks, Lancer. They'd be... well, I'd like them a bit more if they didn't hurt my head every so often, but I can manage.
Well, y'know what you need?
[Oh no. Oh no, that's his 'I have an idea' voice.]
C'mon. We're gonna go have some fun.
We are? Where're we going? [ And this is Xion's 'I fully trust you and also I am very curious' voice. ]
Oh, don't worry. You'll see pretty soon.
[AWAY WE GO ON ADVENTURES~]
[ And that ends the feed. People might wonder. People might have called. Chances are, neither of them answer for a while. Maybe an hour and half passes and the Gear snaps back on, but with a video feature. A Hydreigon's face is briefly seen before turning the feed to the two adventurers--
... were those bottles and shot glasses? And some of the drinks, which haven't been dunked yet, were on fire. Hell, if it isn't for those bits of evidence, it's the way they look, especially Xion, who suddenly pumps out her fist and actually shouts: ]
Lanceeeer! Make mine go boom!
Sure, sure, I can do that.
[Laughing, the fanged and clawed Lancer with three-toned hair blew a small flame that set Xion's shot on fire much like the one Lancer himself was holding.]
Thank... Thank you, Lancer! Now let's... uh, drink and have fun and s-- stuff.
[ Somehow, just somehow, they clink their glasses before going to town. After which Xion laughs a bit too much that electricity flows around them and the Gear will now short circuit. ]
[ ooc: am I kicked out yet? Font for Lancer. Both will answer when able! ]
[Video | Action outside Mt. Moon]
Jun. 7th, 2012 10:59 pm[ The feed snaps on with a playful sounding chirp. There's the sound of wings beating before the Gear is hoisted up and is apparently flying around for a moment before the movement settles. What's now in view is Xion and Ven sitting on a bench, a sea-salt ice cream bar in each hand. It also seems like they had a brief training match as both of their practice Keyblades are seen.
It's Xion that breaks the comfortable silence after chewing off a bit of her ice cream for a moment. ]
( of knights and derps )
[ OOC: Joint post with Ven and Xion! Will tag back when able. ]
It's Xion that breaks the comfortable silence after chewing off a bit of her ice cream for a moment. ]
( of knights and derps )
[ OOC: Joint post with Ven and Xion! Will tag back when able. ]
[Action Anywhere To All | 4th Wall Event]
May. 24th, 2012 11:11 pmThis place...?
[ It's a shocked whisper as she stares at the Clock Tower that looms before her. She'd know this place anywhere. The smell, the sight, the noises- her senses aren't lying to herself; she's really back in Twilight Town.
But why?
... On a whim, Xion look down at her hands and flexes them for a moment. She did feel different now. Like before Johto, before she was... human. Before, she lamented over need for a rightful death, but since such time had passed, things happened, she began to see things just a little bit differently... Which left one matter that still boggled her mind. ]
You... shouldn't answer to me anymore. You shouldn't...
[ And yet, in a flash, her Kingdom Key appears in her hand. She almost stares blankly at the weapon before her grip tightens and her body shakes just a bit. ]
Why? [ She just almost yells at the Keyblade. ] Why did you choose me?
[ No, that's a wrong choice of words. The Keyblade never... it should have never chose her. No, she just stole this from Roxas. And Sora. Yet it still answered her call. Ironic that, at another point in time, she would have been thrilled to be known as one of the Keyblade's chosen. Now she's just confused, and that confusion always leads to anger.
Not today, it seems, as Xion's head jerks up. She smells the heady and bitter scent of darkness surrounding her. Oddly, it's thicker and heavier this time, in which the answer lies apparent when Xion looks around and finds three... no, four Darksides emerge from the ground and loom around her. On instinct, she goes into an immediate battle stance...
... until she realizes what she's doing, the heavy weight of the Keyblade in her hands reminding her of the real "problem" in her head. Straightening, her shoulders almost sag as she shakes her head, feeling the Darksides lumber just a bit closer around her. An uncharacteristic, bitter laugh escapes her. ]
It's just the Keyblade you guys want, right? [ A part of her is screaming no, this isn't right - but it is right - what about your friends and what they said about not giving up - I have to return and do what's right - you're you - I'm just a puppet - stop, just--
She throws the Keyblade at one of the Darksides, punching straight through its head and making it disappear in a massive cloud of darkness. Ah, right, she was still holding onto that power... Then the Keyblade flashes back into her hand, and the rest of the Darksides were rustling more after her action, one of them even raising a massive hand to strike at her. She makes no move to acknowledge it. ]
Maybe I should just... disappear here...
[ It's a shocked whisper as she stares at the Clock Tower that looms before her. She'd know this place anywhere. The smell, the sight, the noises- her senses aren't lying to herself; she's really back in Twilight Town.
But why?
... On a whim, Xion look down at her hands and flexes them for a moment. She did feel different now. Like before Johto, before she was... human. Before, she lamented over need for a rightful death, but since such time had passed, things happened, she began to see things just a little bit differently... Which left one matter that still boggled her mind. ]
You... shouldn't answer to me anymore. You shouldn't...
[ And yet, in a flash, her Kingdom Key appears in her hand. She almost stares blankly at the weapon before her grip tightens and her body shakes just a bit. ]
Why? [ She just almost yells at the Keyblade. ] Why did you choose me?
[ No, that's a wrong choice of words. The Keyblade never... it should have never chose her. No, she just stole this from Roxas. And Sora. Yet it still answered her call. Ironic that, at another point in time, she would have been thrilled to be known as one of the Keyblade's chosen. Now she's just confused, and that confusion always leads to anger.
Not today, it seems, as Xion's head jerks up. She smells the heady and bitter scent of darkness surrounding her. Oddly, it's thicker and heavier this time, in which the answer lies apparent when Xion looks around and finds three... no, four Darksides emerge from the ground and loom around her. On instinct, she goes into an immediate battle stance...
... until she realizes what she's doing, the heavy weight of the Keyblade in her hands reminding her of the real "problem" in her head. Straightening, her shoulders almost sag as she shakes her head, feeling the Darksides lumber just a bit closer around her. An uncharacteristic, bitter laugh escapes her. ]
It's just the Keyblade you guys want, right? [ A part of her is screaming no, this isn't right - but it is right - what about your friends and what they said about not giving up - I have to return and do what's right - you're you - I'm just a puppet - stop, just--
She throws the Keyblade at one of the Darksides, punching straight through its head and making it disappear in a massive cloud of darkness. Ah, right, she was still holding onto that power... Then the Keyblade flashes back into her hand, and the rest of the Darksides were rustling more after her action, one of them even raising a massive hand to strike at her. She makes no move to acknowledge it. ]
Maybe I should just... disappear here...
[ The feed snaps, followed immediately by a gasping of breath, as though the person hasn't breathed true air in a while. Which would probably be true. Xion stumbles a bit, still grasping the Gear tightly in her hand as her vision swims, but she quickly tries to right herself and turns the feed to herself.
Guess who just waded through a pile of crap and trash? It's not the most appealing sight, but she feels this is important. ]
Um... haah... Anyone still in Goldenrod, is there still problems going on here? One of my Pokemon destroyed a device and the trash Pokemon? Some of them went back to... normal trash, I guess? Ahhh... Have any other cities also been, er... saved?
[ Phew! She hangs her head as her Garchomp and Togekiss manage to reach her, looking slightly more worse on terms of appearance, given that they were the ones fighting off the trash Pokemon that tried to stop their trainer from reaching the device. They look tired themselves, but triumphant still. Xion brings her head up and looks back at them both, grimacing slightly. ]
We should get cleaned up... Really cleaned up. But...
[ But, well. As you can see, they're certainly not looking their best, and perhaps it's just the fumes and the smell that finally got to her, but Xion's still pretty sure they smell too rancid to approach other people normally. She'd want to go back to the Breeding Center, but she doesn't want to stink up the place and bother the people there that might be resting, so...
Wobbling, Xion continues to walk until she reaches seaside part of Goldenrod City. She then brings out her Gyarados, who roars once he's settled into the water and looking down at his tiny trainer, awaiting an order. With a nervous laugh, she gives it: ]
Hey, Lancer? You think you can... wash us off?
[ Witness, Johto, of her sea serpent giving the Gyarados-equivalent stare that says "bitch, are you crazy" look. The only move that involves huge amounts of water for him is Hydro Pump...
Yeah, the fumes got to her. ]
Guess who just waded through a pile of crap and trash? It's not the most appealing sight, but she feels this is important. ]
Um... haah... Anyone still in Goldenrod, is there still problems going on here? One of my Pokemon destroyed a device and the trash Pokemon? Some of them went back to... normal trash, I guess? Ahhh... Have any other cities also been, er... saved?
[ Phew! She hangs her head as her Garchomp and Togekiss manage to reach her, looking slightly more worse on terms of appearance, given that they were the ones fighting off the trash Pokemon that tried to stop their trainer from reaching the device. They look tired themselves, but triumphant still. Xion brings her head up and looks back at them both, grimacing slightly. ]
We should get cleaned up... Really cleaned up. But...
[ But, well. As you can see, they're certainly not looking their best, and perhaps it's just the fumes and the smell that finally got to her, but Xion's still pretty sure they smell too rancid to approach other people normally. She'd want to go back to the Breeding Center, but she doesn't want to stink up the place and bother the people there that might be resting, so...
Wobbling, Xion continues to walk until she reaches seaside part of Goldenrod City. She then brings out her Gyarados, who roars once he's settled into the water and looking down at his tiny trainer, awaiting an order. With a nervous laugh, she gives it: ]
Hey, Lancer? You think you can... wash us off?
[ Witness, Johto, of her sea serpent giving the Gyarados-equivalent stare that says "bitch, are you crazy" look. The only move that involves huge amounts of water for him is Hydro Pump...
Yeah, the fumes got to her. ]
[Video | Action for Goldenrod City]
Apr. 9th, 2012 07:04 pmThis might not... Ah, how do I ask this? Lately there have been disappearances, but there have also been reappearances, and--
[ Hello, Johto. The feed snaps on showing a Garchomp and a Typhlosion curled up almost contentedly in a circle around their small trainer like sleeping guard dogs. She's sitting against the body of her resting Garchomp, one hand holding the Gear while the other holds a pencil against her chin in thought. Deciding she can't really put her question any other way, she goes: ]
If you could give yourself notes if... if you disappear and come back to Johto, but with no memories, what could you tell yourself? What's worth remembering?
[ She tilts her head to the side, silently hoping she isn't bothering people with this sort of question, but it's been nagging her mind for a while. She continues to jot down a few more notes, quietly muttering some of them: ]
You know who you are. You're Xion. Xion. [ Scratch, scratch goes the pencil. ] You... have a Cyndaquil named Axel. You got-- oh!
[ Xion puts the pencil down for a moment and sifts through her pocket and pulls this little trinket up. ]
You can win if you just try.
( When you walk away... ) [ OOC: Badge is mod-approved! If anyone wants to personally interact with Xion, she's hanging around the rooftop of Goldenrod's Department Store. You could also get ice cream. ]
[ Hello, Johto. The feed snaps on showing a Garchomp and a Typhlosion curled up almost contentedly in a circle around their small trainer like sleeping guard dogs. She's sitting against the body of her resting Garchomp, one hand holding the Gear while the other holds a pencil against her chin in thought. Deciding she can't really put her question any other way, she goes: ]
If you could give yourself notes if... if you disappear and come back to Johto, but with no memories, what could you tell yourself? What's worth remembering?
[ She tilts her head to the side, silently hoping she isn't bothering people with this sort of question, but it's been nagging her mind for a while. She continues to jot down a few more notes, quietly muttering some of them: ]
You know who you are. You're Xion. Xion. [ Scratch, scratch goes the pencil. ] You... have a Cyndaquil named Axel. You got-- oh!
[ Xion puts the pencil down for a moment and sifts through her pocket and pulls this little trinket up. ]
You can win if you just try.
( When you walk away... )
[Video | Action for Goldenrod City]
Mar. 19th, 2012 04:05 pm-right! Okay, you got it, Bell? [ There's a cheerful chirp in response as the video comes alive, with Xion's face almost too close to the feed before moving away. She nods in satisfaction down on the feed. Somehow, someway, she's got her Gear strapped to her Togekiss, and Bahamut the Garchomp is standing off to the side with the widest, most draconic grin he can muster on his face. It's clear from the surroundings that they're on some sort of roof, probably the tallest building in Goldenrod. ]
Hey, everyone. [ She waves, and one could just feel a sense of exuberance and excitement from the girl as she glances at Bahamut. ] I just found something out, something I really want to try. And maybe... maybe it can help somehow.
[ With that slightly vague statement, Xion runs up to her 7' Garchomp, who bends low to allow Xion to climb on top of his back, with her rear pressed up against his large dorsal fin while her hands find their way around his long neck. At this, the feed moves with Bell as she takes flight, flapping her wings and waiting for a signal. Bahamut gets this look of concentration in his gold eyes as he faces the railing at the very far end. ]
Bahamut... Go!
[ With an amazing burst of speed and a roar of exuberance, Bahamut goes at full sprint across the roof, gaining speed with each passing second as Bell tries her best to follow. Bahamut spreads his arms out as he nears the railing, and Xion presses her body close to his when he takes a large leap up and over the railing of the roof-
It's like watching a jet take off. Let's also not forget that Garchomps fly at the speed of sound.
Xion lets out a whoop, briefly throwing her arms out as she flies on top of Bahamut, who's positioned his body properly to fly as his body can allow. Note that there's no saddle, no object that looks to be a parachute on Xion's body. Just her old Organization coat, with the ends of the coat flapping wildly in the wind. Hope this doesn't weird people out if they see her, Bahamut, and Bell trailing behind up in the early afternoon skies of Goldenrod.
Yup. Someone just found a very convenient form of transportation. At least within a city. ]
[ ooc: It's been noted time and time again, and shown, that Garchomps can fly at the speed of sound, or just fly, but not really learn the HM Fly. The way I envision is that Garchomps can only drift and such, like a jet, but not move from town to town. Yup. ]
Hey, everyone. [ She waves, and one could just feel a sense of exuberance and excitement from the girl as she glances at Bahamut. ] I just found something out, something I really want to try. And maybe... maybe it can help somehow.
[ With that slightly vague statement, Xion runs up to her 7' Garchomp, who bends low to allow Xion to climb on top of his back, with her rear pressed up against his large dorsal fin while her hands find their way around his long neck. At this, the feed moves with Bell as she takes flight, flapping her wings and waiting for a signal. Bahamut gets this look of concentration in his gold eyes as he faces the railing at the very far end. ]
Bahamut... Go!
[ With an amazing burst of speed and a roar of exuberance, Bahamut goes at full sprint across the roof, gaining speed with each passing second as Bell tries her best to follow. Bahamut spreads his arms out as he nears the railing, and Xion presses her body close to his when he takes a large leap up and over the railing of the roof-
It's like watching a jet take off. Let's also not forget that Garchomps fly at the speed of sound.
Xion lets out a whoop, briefly throwing her arms out as she flies on top of Bahamut, who's positioned his body properly to fly as his body can allow. Note that there's no saddle, no object that looks to be a parachute on Xion's body. Just her old Organization coat, with the ends of the coat flapping wildly in the wind. Hope this doesn't weird people out if they see her, Bahamut, and Bell trailing behind up in the early afternoon skies of Goldenrod.
Yup. Someone just found a very convenient form of transportation. At least within a city. ]
[ ooc: It's been noted time and time again, and shown, that Garchomps can fly at the speed of sound, or just fly, but not really learn the HM Fly. The way I envision is that Garchomps can only drift and such, like a jet, but not move from town to town. Yup. ]
[Action | Video for Goldenrod City]
Feb. 22nd, 2012 09:09 pm[ It's the morning and Xion dreams.
It's all vague, really. Images with little discernible familiarity. Doesn't mean that some of them don't. She dreams of a boy with short, red hair; of two short swords of black and white. She dreams of... Lightning-- in armor. She dreams of speaking with someone blonde - Namine? - but the sounds are jumbled, but she can hear clashing of steel and armor grating, and red-
-she dreams of Axel. Chakrams wreathed in flames coming at her. His grin- "Got it memorized?" There's Roxas, and the times they ate ice cream together. The last time they did. "This is why I was created."
Created, and yet she looks like Kairi. Ah, Kairi. She dreams of the time they spoke. Friends disappear. Friends are disappearing. Sora disappears; Sora comes back. That's right, she was created to absorb power-
"You were always a failure to begin with."
She was defeated. She couldn't win. "--sham. Worthless." There's a feeling of hopelessness and despair. It's a different scenario, but the feeling is the same. She can't help her friends-
She lets out a scream, both in her dream of memories and in the real world as she snaps awake, bolting upright in her bed. ]
-ah! [ Realizing what she's doing, Xion clamps a hand over her mouth and hopes no one heard that. She's still in the Breeding Center. She's... safe, yet cold sweat drips down her face. ]
Nngh... [ She holds her head after briefly looking out the window. Still early, but her mind and her... her heart are racing wildly. But her thoughts are interrupted by a snapping sound of an egg cracking open. Beside her, the mystery egg she found over a week ago is hatching, and after a few moments... this rolls out of the remnants of the shell, almost flopping as it blindly moves on the bed.
Forgetting her earlier thoughts, Xion scrambles to get the Gear and pop it open. ]
[ Video ]
"Deino, the Irate Pokemon. They cannot see, so they tackle and bite to learn about their surroundings. Their bodies are covered in wounds."
... huh. I've never head of this one before... --Wait, it's covered in wounds?
[ Forgetting that it just hatched, Xion focuses on that detail a little more than necessary and inches closer to the rolling Deino. It did pause when Xion spoke and is cautiously sniffing the air as Xion holds up a hand closer to it. ]
Is it really hurt?
[ Once her hand is close enough, the Deino sniffs, pauses, and opens its mouth- ]
Ow!
[ Welcome to Xion's life, Deino! ]
It's all vague, really. Images with little discernible familiarity. Doesn't mean that some of them don't. She dreams of a boy with short, red hair; of two short swords of black and white. She dreams of... Lightning-- in armor. She dreams of speaking with someone blonde - Namine? - but the sounds are jumbled, but she can hear clashing of steel and armor grating, and red-
-she dreams of Axel. Chakrams wreathed in flames coming at her. His grin- "Got it memorized?" There's Roxas, and the times they ate ice cream together. The last time they did. "This is why I was created."
Created, and yet she looks like Kairi. Ah, Kairi. She dreams of the time they spoke. Friends disappear. Friends are disappearing. Sora disappears; Sora comes back. That's right, she was created to absorb power-
"You were always a failure to begin with."
She was defeated. She couldn't win. "--sham. Worthless." There's a feeling of hopelessness and despair. It's a different scenario, but the feeling is the same. She can't help her friends-
She lets out a scream, both in her dream of memories and in the real world as she snaps awake, bolting upright in her bed. ]
-ah! [ Realizing what she's doing, Xion clamps a hand over her mouth and hopes no one heard that. She's still in the Breeding Center. She's... safe, yet cold sweat drips down her face. ]
Nngh... [ She holds her head after briefly looking out the window. Still early, but her mind and her... her heart are racing wildly. But her thoughts are interrupted by a snapping sound of an egg cracking open. Beside her, the mystery egg she found over a week ago is hatching, and after a few moments... this rolls out of the remnants of the shell, almost flopping as it blindly moves on the bed.
Forgetting her earlier thoughts, Xion scrambles to get the Gear and pop it open. ]
[ Video ]
"Deino, the Irate Pokemon. They cannot see, so they tackle and bite to learn about their surroundings. Their bodies are covered in wounds."
... huh. I've never head of this one before... --Wait, it's covered in wounds?
[ Forgetting that it just hatched, Xion focuses on that detail a little more than necessary and inches closer to the rolling Deino. It did pause when Xion spoke and is cautiously sniffing the air as Xion holds up a hand closer to it. ]
Is it really hurt?
[ Once her hand is close enough, the Deino sniffs, pauses, and opens its mouth- ]
Ow!
[ Welcome to Xion's life, Deino! ]
[Video | Action for Saffron City]
Feb. 6th, 2012 05:52 pmBahamut-- Look, I know you're happy you evolved, but, please-
[ The feed snaps open, with the Gear facing towards the ground, and what looks to be a... mouth? Indeed, it looks like a certain dragon's just gotten even more mischievous. The Gear dances, it twirls, and jumps!
[ And Xion, sometimes glimpsed upon the feed below, is trying to chase after her wayward dragon. At least she's moving around enough despite her condition, showing that she did, at least, listen for the most part of recovering. Still- ]
... Enough. Stop that. [ There's an edge to her voice, a slight strain to hide it, but then-- ] Bahamut!
[ Screech. The feed stops, but Xion's quick sputter and scramble from her outburst, and the feed is freed from Bahamut's mouth. She takes a brief moment to clutch her side for a moment, but she turns to the feed with a slightly exasperated smile. ]
Sorry about that, he was just really excited. [ She takes a moment to walk, sit upon a bed and let out a breath before turning back to the Gear. Then a Garchomp's head slowly eases back into the feed to gently nudge her under her chin, sort of as a way of saying "I'm sorry"? Xion laughs just a bit and strokes the top of his head as a way of accepting his apology. ]
Seems like I'm going back to Goldenrod. I think now... Now I'm ready to face the Gym leaders. It's been over a year now. [ Pause. ] Get the Badges, beat the Elite Four, then... what? What else is left for people? For those who are already more than halfway to getting all of the Badges... what are you going to do?
[ Sounding a bit frustrated here. Another bad night? Maybe. Maybe. And after a moment of staring down on the Gear... ]
[ Private Message Sent to Saber ]
Um, hello. It's been a while since we talked, Saber, I hope you're doing well. I was wondering if I could ask you something... Sorry if this is a bit random.
[ The feed snaps open, with the Gear facing towards the ground, and what looks to be a... mouth? Indeed, it looks like a certain dragon's just gotten even more mischievous. The Gear dances, it twirls, and jumps!
[ And Xion, sometimes glimpsed upon the feed below, is trying to chase after her wayward dragon. At least she's moving around enough despite her condition, showing that she did, at least, listen for the most part of recovering. Still- ]
... Enough. Stop that. [ There's an edge to her voice, a slight strain to hide it, but then-- ] Bahamut!
[ Screech. The feed stops, but Xion's quick sputter and scramble from her outburst, and the feed is freed from Bahamut's mouth. She takes a brief moment to clutch her side for a moment, but she turns to the feed with a slightly exasperated smile. ]
Sorry about that, he was just really excited. [ She takes a moment to walk, sit upon a bed and let out a breath before turning back to the Gear. Then a Garchomp's head slowly eases back into the feed to gently nudge her under her chin, sort of as a way of saying "I'm sorry"? Xion laughs just a bit and strokes the top of his head as a way of accepting his apology. ]
Seems like I'm going back to Goldenrod. I think now... Now I'm ready to face the Gym leaders. It's been over a year now. [ Pause. ] Get the Badges, beat the Elite Four, then... what? What else is left for people? For those who are already more than halfway to getting all of the Badges... what are you going to do?
[ Sounding a bit frustrated here. Another bad night? Maybe. Maybe. And after a moment of staring down on the Gear... ]
[ Private Message Sent to Saber ]
Um, hello. It's been a while since we talked, Saber, I hope you're doing well. I was wondering if I could ask you something... Sorry if this is a bit random.
[Video | Action for Saffron City]
Jan. 20th, 2012 07:02 pm[ Click goes the feed, and it shows Xion looking down on the Gear, but her fingers are clearly moving along some of the buttons. Doesn't seem she's aware she actually turned on the feed, as she's concentrating on something else. Her fingers stop and she leans back a bit. ]
Right... Today makes... 713 days.
[ Xion sounds a bit amazed herself at the number, then she realizes something. It's been on her thoughts since Riku's birthday; the number of days, how long it's been... ]
Ten more days until it's been a full year here. [ She looks off to the side. ] Axel, come here.
[ Axel the Typhlosion does so, being careful of his bigger size and the flames on his back as he plops onto Xion's bed with a soft rumble. She smiles at him before turning to the feed. ]
Can you believe it? It's been that long since you and I met. [ Affectionate rumble this time! He even gently nudges her cheek with his snout. Then she turns to the feed. Clearly she did realize she turned it on. ]
Is that something people celebrate about?
Right... Today makes... 713 days.
[ Xion sounds a bit amazed herself at the number, then she realizes something. It's been on her thoughts since Riku's birthday; the number of days, how long it's been... ]
Ten more days until it's been a full year here. [ She looks off to the side. ] Axel, come here.
[ Axel the Typhlosion does so, being careful of his bigger size and the flames on his back as he plops onto Xion's bed with a soft rumble. She smiles at him before turning to the feed. ]
Can you believe it? It's been that long since you and I met. [ Affectionate rumble this time! He even gently nudges her cheek with his snout. Then she turns to the feed. Clearly she did realize she turned it on. ]
Is that something people celebrate about?
[ The feed snaps on, and the interior shows it be somewhere in the... Pokemon Center? The feed shakes slightly and Bahamut the Gabite's face is briefly seen. Then he yelps as the Gear he was playing with is snatched from him, accompanied by the sound of a certain Haunter laughing in his face.
The camera swerves around wildly until- ]
( an awkward moment appears! )
[ ooc: Riku is this color. Comments will be tagged with both when able. ALL THE HAWKWARD AND FAILINGS. ]
The camera swerves around wildly until- ]
( an awkward moment appears! )
[ ooc: Riku is this color. Comments will be tagged with both when able. ALL THE HAWKWARD AND FAILINGS. ]
--stay!
[ Is that a distorted, but may be recognizable voice? Why, yes, maybe, to those who know her. There's heavy breathing, but it distances itself from the Gear, and there's surprised sounds from a Togekiss, Typhlosion, and Gabite in the background.
Xion shakes her head. No, no, this can't be happening. Wait, she knew this place might have had a chance for something like this, but... A-Ahhghhh... She holds up hands that aren't human, gold talons moving at her will...
Fix this... Have to fix...
Swish swish swish. Clothes are being put on. Then: ]
I need... I need help. With something. Please.
[ Maybe it doesn't have to be Roxas this time. Maybe it could be Sora. Or Ven. Or anyone. ]
[ooc: 4TH WALL EVENT! GUESS WHO'S GOING TO TRY AND FIND SOMEONE TO FINISH HER? She'll be under her hood, and underneath she'll look... like this. Just maybe not gigantic. And it can be anyone. Corridors of Darkness can be convenient in traveling around, why can't Johto just allow that...
So yeah! If you're up for a fight, or just to convince this derp and stop her dead (hah) in her tracks from setting on a selfdestruction path... by all means! ]
[ Is that a distorted, but may be recognizable voice? Why, yes, maybe, to those who know her. There's heavy breathing, but it distances itself from the Gear, and there's surprised sounds from a Togekiss, Typhlosion, and Gabite in the background.
Xion shakes her head. No, no, this can't be happening. Wait, she knew this place might have had a chance for something like this, but... A-Ahhghhh... She holds up hands that aren't human, gold talons moving at her will...
Fix this... Have to fix...
Swish swish swish. Clothes are being put on. Then: ]
I need... I need help. With something. Please.
[ Maybe it doesn't have to be Roxas this time. Maybe it could be Sora. Or Ven. Or anyone. ]
[ooc: 4TH WALL EVENT! GUESS WHO'S GOING TO TRY AND FIND SOMEONE TO FINISH HER? She'll be under her hood, and underneath she'll look... like this. Just maybe not gigantic. And it can be anyone. Corridors of Darkness can be convenient in traveling around, why can't Johto just allow that...
So yeah! If you're up for a fight, or just to convince this derp and stop her dead (hah) in her tracks from setting on a selfdestruction path... by all means! ]
[Video | Action for Saffron City]
Nov. 29th, 2011 08:18 pm[ When the feed clicks on, it's the sky. Then Bahamut the Gabite looms his head over the Gear before picking it up and Gaaaaaaabiiiites at the feed in greeting. He's never really played with his trainer's Gear before, but now he can since he now has arms! ]
Ah, I think that's enough for now, dearie. Thank you so much for your help!
It was my pleasure, ma'am.
[ Bahamut turns the feed and shifts onto Xion and a young woman. Despite having her right arm in a sling, it looks like Xion's carrying a bunch of bags and a box on her left arm. Her back's turned, unaware that her Pokemon's messing with the Gear. Xion's giving the items back to the woman, probably things from a shopping spree. ]
You're working hard, aren't you? Preparing early for Christmas?
Yes.
How wonderful! Oh, your friends must be so lucky. Well, I'll send in a good word at the Market. But I think you deserve something a little extra...
Extra? No, that's fine, I-
[ And then the woman leans forward and... something happens. Kissing?! Bahamut makes a sound. It's unsure where the woman kissed Xion; maybe the forehead? The nose? The cheek? Lips?! But it's brief, and the woman waves heartily with a "Tootaloo!" while Xion just stands there, dumbfounded. ]
Uhh... [ She raises a hand to the spot. What was that? What did she do? Then she remembers Bahamut's behind her, and turns. ] Did you see that? Did you see what she did to m-
[ He's recording. Recording. Other people have seen. She... isn't sure if this is a good thing. ] Bahamut... turn that off.
[ Bahamut the Gabite just jumps up and down in glee for his trainer, shaking the feed. Mates! Mates! And then he does what he's told. ]
[ ooc: Rest? REST?! REST IS FOR THE WEAK. As for the reason why she's working... Christmas Gift List! ]
Ah, I think that's enough for now, dearie. Thank you so much for your help!
It was my pleasure, ma'am.
[ Bahamut turns the feed and shifts onto Xion and a young woman. Despite having her right arm in a sling, it looks like Xion's carrying a bunch of bags and a box on her left arm. Her back's turned, unaware that her Pokemon's messing with the Gear. Xion's giving the items back to the woman, probably things from a shopping spree. ]
You're working hard, aren't you? Preparing early for Christmas?
Yes.
How wonderful! Oh, your friends must be so lucky. Well, I'll send in a good word at the Market. But I think you deserve something a little extra...
Extra? No, that's fine, I-
[ And then the woman leans forward and... something happens. Kissing?! Bahamut makes a sound. It's unsure where the woman kissed Xion; maybe the forehead? The nose? The cheek? Lips?! But it's brief, and the woman waves heartily with a "Tootaloo!" while Xion just stands there, dumbfounded. ]
Uhh... [ She raises a hand to the spot. What was that? What did she do? Then she remembers Bahamut's behind her, and turns. ] Did you see that? Did you see what she did to m-
[ He's recording. Recording. Other people have seen. She... isn't sure if this is a good thing. ] Bahamut... turn that off.
[ Bahamut the Gabite just jumps up and down in glee for his trainer, shaking the feed. Mates! Mates! And then he does what he's told. ]
[ ooc: Rest? REST?! REST IS FOR THE WEAK. As for the reason why she's working... Christmas Gift List! ]
[ She's been contemplating this, yes, ever since she got her ass handed back to her by Vanitas. She's lost, sure, many times in fact... but this one in particular... ]
How... when do you know you're strong? That you're not weak?
[ She might end that last sentence in a bitter hiss. Sure, she's lost, but when it involves her friends (and Pokemon), it becomes another thing. She couldn't beat Vanitas, came out even more battered, and well aware her appearance would worry friends. So lately she's been hanging around the roof of Goldenrod City's Department Store.
It sounds like she's going to say more, but whatever it is dissolves into a sigh and stops. ]
How... when do you know you're strong? That you're not weak?
[ She might end that last sentence in a bitter hiss. Sure, she's lost, but when it involves her friends (and Pokemon), it becomes another thing. She couldn't beat Vanitas, came out even more battered, and well aware her appearance would worry friends. So lately she's been hanging around the roof of Goldenrod City's Department Store.
It sounds like she's going to say more, but whatever it is dissolves into a sigh and stops. ]
[ Action ]
[ She really shouldn't be out of bed so soon after such an exciting, but almost grueling tournament, but here Xion is, walking to the Goldenrod Department Store. She'd had hours of being in the Pokemon Center to treat her wounds, so now she's walking around looking like this to anyone who cared to look. She does have a small grin on her face; she really didn't expect to make it to Round 3. The results of her battles? Latvia: Epic. Russia: Epic and victory! Xanxus: ... Epic beatdown, but still no less epic.
'Course, Xion's careful to hide the injuries sustained on her body, and since the weather seemed to be getting weirder and darker, she's currently in her old Organization coat which, ironically, had quite the functional hood for when it really rained.
Off to get some medicine! ... because she really didn't want to hold up Roxas and Namine's plans to go to Cinnabar, too. ]
[ Later Video]
Would anyone know where a person called the Move Tutor would be at now? I'd like to see if he can teach my pokemon some techniques.
[ She really shouldn't be out of bed so soon after such an exciting, but almost grueling tournament, but here Xion is, walking to the Goldenrod Department Store. She'd had hours of being in the Pokemon Center to treat her wounds, so now she's walking around looking like this to anyone who cared to look. She does have a small grin on her face; she really didn't expect to make it to Round 3. The results of her battles? Latvia: Epic. Russia: Epic and victory! Xanxus: ... Epic beatdown, but still no less epic.
'Course, Xion's careful to hide the injuries sustained on her body, and since the weather seemed to be getting weirder and darker, she's currently in her old Organization coat which, ironically, had quite the functional hood for when it really rained.
Off to get some medicine! ... because she really didn't want to hold up Roxas and Namine's plans to go to Cinnabar, too. ]
[ Later Video]
Would anyone know where a person called the Move Tutor would be at now? I'd like to see if he can teach my pokemon some techniques.
[Action | Video]
Sep. 29th, 2011 07:12 pm[ Action Portion ]
[ Xion's taking in the sights of Goldenrod City, now that she's finally arrived. It... really is a big city, she hasn't actually been here before, and the big, tall buildings surrounding her makes her look up at awe in front of them. Sure, she's been on and seen some bigger structures, but to see them all tightly packed...
She turns to Roxas and Namine. ]
So this is Goldenrod, huh? [ Could they just tell the feeling of excitement from her? Call her a noob or whatever, but after spending weeks in Olivine City - which she really had no problem with - and then seeing this place? ALL THE SPARKLES. ]
This... It's different. I like it. I wonder what we can do here? [ Other than just being here for the Battle Tournament, of course. Speaking of Battle Tournament, a wooden Keyblade, slightly more polished and sturdy now compared to her previous one, is strapped to her lower back.
She is so ready. ]
[ Video Portion ]
[ After wandering around Goldenrod to get her bearings, Xion's opening up a feed. She knows some of the people she's talked with over the Gear are stationed in Goldenrod, but she also has to wonder... ]
So I wonder... who's going to participate in the Tournament? What sort of training are you doing to prepare for it?
[ Then she looks up and at her surroundings, then lets out a seemingly contented sigh. ]
Phew. This city's huge.
[ Xion's taking in the sights of Goldenrod City, now that she's finally arrived. It... really is a big city, she hasn't actually been here before, and the big, tall buildings surrounding her makes her look up at awe in front of them. Sure, she's been on and seen some bigger structures, but to see them all tightly packed...
She turns to Roxas and Namine. ]
So this is Goldenrod, huh? [ Could they just tell the feeling of excitement from her? Call her a noob or whatever, but after spending weeks in Olivine City - which she really had no problem with - and then seeing this place? ALL THE SPARKLES. ]
This... It's different. I like it. I wonder what we can do here? [ Other than just being here for the Battle Tournament, of course. Speaking of Battle Tournament, a wooden Keyblade, slightly more polished and sturdy now compared to her previous one, is strapped to her lower back.
She is so ready. ]
[ Video Portion ]
[ After wandering around Goldenrod to get her bearings, Xion's opening up a feed. She knows some of the people she's talked with over the Gear are stationed in Goldenrod, but she also has to wonder... ]
So I wonder... who's going to participate in the Tournament? What sort of training are you doing to prepare for it?
[ Then she looks up and at her surroundings, then lets out a seemingly contented sigh. ]
Phew. This city's huge.
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Sep. 3rd, 2011 08:43 pm[ Good afternoon, Johto. Y'might be greeted to an odd sight today as Xion's Gear comes alive thanks to Bell the Togekiss (who somehow has managed to work it despite not having any... arms, per se). ]
Hah! Yah!
[ Wooden Keyblade in hand, Xion's swinging at an invisible enemy like this. A jump, and she tries an air combo. Least she's not doing any of the fancy stuff she knows, and even if she could, her now human body would make it difficult to do so anyway.
But the expression on her face... and the amount of force it looks like she's putting into the swings... Someone hasn't had a good night nor sleep, that's for sure.
She stops when Axel the Typhlosion walks into view. Training time? Don't we all love some training time! Xion goes into a stance until Axel fires a spurt of bright, hot flames at her. Dodge roll, then she swings at his chest, but obviously makes sure she misses on purpose. She doesn't want to hurt him.
A minute or two of this passes, and somehow, Bahamut the Gible scampers into view. He bumps into the back of Xion's leg, making her stumble slightly, distracting her enough that she can't stop Axel from swiping her wooden Keyblade out of her hand. Clattering to the side and out of reach, Xion only has a few moments before Axel swipes at her again. Guess what happens when you take a Keyblade out of their wielder's hand? Especially when she can't summon it back...
No hand-to-hand experience, either. She tries to block the blow, but then he just... headbutts her. Bearing in mind Bahamut is still behind her, she tries to fall where she doesn't squish him.
Thud.
Xion: 0 | Axel: 1
She lets out a shuddering sigh, maybe a bit frustrated, but not at Axel or anything. At least Bahamut walked out unscathed as he comes up to her face and licks her cheek, but she doesn't move herself from the sandy floor. ]
I need to change this.
[ Seeing all this, Bell thinks the spectacle's over and shuts the feed. ]
Hah! Yah!
[ Wooden Keyblade in hand, Xion's swinging at an invisible enemy like this. A jump, and she tries an air combo. Least she's not doing any of the fancy stuff she knows, and even if she could, her now human body would make it difficult to do so anyway.
But the expression on her face... and the amount of force it looks like she's putting into the swings... Someone hasn't had a good night nor sleep, that's for sure.
She stops when Axel the Typhlosion walks into view. Training time? Don't we all love some training time! Xion goes into a stance until Axel fires a spurt of bright, hot flames at her. Dodge roll, then she swings at his chest, but obviously makes sure she misses on purpose. She doesn't want to hurt him.
A minute or two of this passes, and somehow, Bahamut the Gible scampers into view. He bumps into the back of Xion's leg, making her stumble slightly, distracting her enough that she can't stop Axel from swiping her wooden Keyblade out of her hand. Clattering to the side and out of reach, Xion only has a few moments before Axel swipes at her again. Guess what happens when you take a Keyblade out of their wielder's hand? Especially when she can't summon it back...
No hand-to-hand experience, either. She tries to block the blow, but then he just... headbutts her. Bearing in mind Bahamut is still behind her, she tries to fall where she doesn't squish him.
Thud.
Xion: 0 | Axel: 1
She lets out a shuddering sigh, maybe a bit frustrated, but not at Axel or anything. At least Bahamut walked out unscathed as he comes up to her face and licks her cheek, but she doesn't move herself from the sandy floor. ]
I need to change this.
[ Seeing all this, Bell thinks the spectacle's over and shuts the feed. ]
