The following logs are deeply personal, although they aren't meant to be private. If you'd rather not hear a potentially uncomfortable amount of my history, I advise you to stop reading now.

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[Xion is standing by a cave entrance, her posture stiff and tense as she stares into it. Her hood is up, gloves on, the scarf she was wearing during the cold weather nowhere to be seen. Just a small girl in a black cloak. She shifts from foot to foot, her back to the mirror, unaware that it's there. There's the sound of her taking a deep breath, and she holds an arm straight out in front of herself, hand open.]

[there's a flash of light and a faint chiming noise, and this appears in her hand. She holds it there for a moment, then lowers it, gripping the hilt with both hands.]

Sora...I'll find you. I promise.



[ooc: Xion is looking for the redheaded Sora, who disappeared some time ago. Feel free to be confused.]

[EDIT: OH YEAH I'm back and stuff. Hi, new people. Don't be shy. :D]