Xion | XIVth Member

[ 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 muscle you'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! ]

[ 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! ]