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[there's the sound of someone clearing her throat, then unsteady breathing for a short moment.]

I just--...

Is everyone okay?

[the question wavers for a moment, before the girl stumbles into the rest of her words.]

Did anyone get hurt? It's just, I haven't seen--

[the sound of cloth rustling.]

Never mind.

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[anyone by the clock tower will find Xion there, Keyblade in hand, despite the danger of the flowers. She's looking over the destruction caused by her fight with Paderau, when they were monsters. The glass doors are shattered beyond repair, and a large chunk of the wall still clinging to the torn away hinges, the steps littered with shards of glass. Inside, sections of the tracks buckle upward, metal rails torn clean in two, walls gouged by oversized claws and scorch marks. Thankfully the main structural points are still intact, leaving the tower standing.]

I'm sorry, I couldn't....protect it. Is that why you're nowhere I can find?

[she tugs her her hood up closer around her face, and steps carefully into the wreckage.]

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[she waves back, her face lighting up.]

Not too long. I started talking to the Vine when I saw what it all looked like...

I see. [ ] We're lucky it's only this bad. Considering all that's happened recently, I was worried that people might get hurt.

This...isn't from the flowers. It's from before.

Oh. [ ] Then it really shouldn't be too difficult to repair.

[she looks up, smiling tentatively.]

I hope so. I want it to be good as new for--...for when they come back.

Don't worry. It'll be better than new by the time we're done with it. [ ] This is for you, Xion. I was going to give them to my friends on Valentine's Day, but I ended up getting a little too distracted.

[she blinks in surprise, looking it over curiously, before curling her fingers around the points of the star.]

This is...

[it feels so familiar. And then it hits her.]

This is--like what Kairi made for Sora--with the shells, and...

Edited 2011-02-23 14:56 (UTC)

That's right! Sora said something about Kairi having one made of shells. I hope you like it, Xion; I made one for Ventus and Terra, back when we were on our own world.

For me...?

[when that finally sinks in, she hugs it to her chest tightly. That strange warm feeling is back, coloring her cheeks and making her a bit confused.]

But I don't have anything to give you.

You don't have to give me anything in return. [ ] Just holding onto it will be enough.

Oh...okay. [she nods several times, adamantly.] I'll do that.

[there's a pause before she remembers what she's supposed to say.]

Thank you.

You're welcome, Xion! [ ] What are friends for, right?

[what friends are for...Axel and Roxas never gave her anything but ice cream, but she's starting to realize how many different kinds of friends there can be. Not that she values one over the others, but it makes her even more curious.]

Right. [she nods, holding on to the gift a bit longer, wanting to feel it solid in her fingers. She gives it another admiring look. It's...pretty, too. She doesn't usually think of things like that.]

[finally she glances at the other object Aqua was carrying.]

Is that...dirt?

That's right. [ ] If we smooth it over the damaged parts of the clock tower, it should repair it straight away.

Oh...I didn't think of that. [but it seemed like a good idea now that Aqua mentioned it. She brightens visibly.]

What about the parts that fell off? Should we move them?

I think that would be for the best. [ ] How much magic do you know, Xion? Getting rid of all this mess could be good training for both of us.

Magic? Just...attack spells. Fire, Thunder, and Blizzard. And Cure, but I'm not very good at it.

We could break the loose pieces down with Thunder! Or freeze them, and then break them down with our Keyblades. I don't think Cure will help us out much in this situation.

Oh...right! That makes sense. Since the pieces are too heavy to move by ourselves.

That's right. Go ahead, Xion.

[she nods, raising her Keyblade, gripping it with both hands, and focuses on the shards of glass that are what's left of the doors.]

Freeze!

[ice crackles over them, holding them still, smoothing sharp edges.]

Thunder!

[a row of lightning bolts splits and scatters over the mess, shattering the larger pieces further. Thankfully, the weight of the ice keeps them from flying every which way.]

Edited 2011-02-27 15:23 (UTC)

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