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[Action | Video for Goldenrod City]
[ 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. ]
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"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! ]
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Let me just... try to find something else it can bite on. [ But it's really Saber's bed and Xion feels bad and embarrassed at this display. ]
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[ Saber is not above beating up Pokemon. She'll choose instead to wander over to one of the drawers that used to have Merlin's things in and toss the Deino a very tasty-textured shirt.
Maybe that will help. ]
I shall.. get the first aid kit.
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... Thank you, Saber. Sorry about this.
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[ Plus, it's kind of cute to watch the Pokemon fight a shirt. Thankfully for the two, she doesn't have to travel far. Keeping a first aid kit (a medieval one at that) in the room is customary when 2/3 occupants had been from Camelot. ]
Come now, let me take a look at it.
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Ah, it's fine, really... [ But Saber already has that medkit out. Herp. ]
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It is not that bad, just a bit sore. It seems as though the flesh has not been pierced thankfully.
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It seems like you were already awake, but... Sorry, Saber, if I interrupted you from anything.