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Yes, I'm back. No, I didn't die. I didn't leave the city. It doesn't matter now, but if anyone could tell me what all happened these past few days...other than those dark monsters...I'd be grateful.
Prince, Konan... Maybe you two can fill me in? Ada, can I talk to you too? You didn't think I'd forget to say hi, did you?
Oh. And I didn't forget. Happy Birthday, Naminé.
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I'm sorry about the other morning, running out. I need to talk to you...about what happened to me, and about something else.
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I don't understand. Zexion told me I'm important still, but it's fine for them to lock me away? At least I made copies of those notes. I should have been more careful about them. I'll lock them here next time and burn the papers.
He acts like I'm nothing, or like I'm just a kid. Then he's thanking me and asking me to help him...
Why do I feel like this has all happened before? That look in his face was just like...
Prince, Konan... Maybe you two can fill me in? Ada, can I talk to you too? You didn't think I'd forget to say hi, did you?
Oh. And I didn't forget. Happy Birthday, Naminé.
[Private to Terra]
I'm sorry about the other morning, running out. I need to talk to you...about what happened to me, and about something else.
[Private]
I don't understand. Zexion told me I'm important still, but it's fine for them to lock me away? At least I made copies of those notes. I should have been more careful about them. I'll lock them here next time and burn the papers.
He acts like I'm nothing, or like I'm just a kid. Then he's thanking me and asking me to help him...
Why do I feel like this has all happened before? That look in his face was just like...
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Date: 2009-12-22 01:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-22 02:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-22 02:52 am (UTC)Last year, Axel kept me out of there. I couldn't go in, not ever.
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Date: 2009-12-22 02:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-22 02:57 am (UTC)If you feel okay, sure. I'm at the chicken pen.
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Date: 2009-12-22 03:02 am (UTC)I'm feeling better than I was last week. Give me a minute.
[It takes her awhile, but she emerges from a Corridor a while later. There's rings under her eyes and she's still a bit pale. But other than that, she's looking much better.
Only she's not smiling, because she's been worried sick. Instead she hugs him without a word, and lets out a quiet sigh.]
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Date: 2009-12-22 03:16 am (UTC)Okay.
[He glances up when she comes in, surprised at the hug, but he returns it anyway, holding her close to try and warm her as well as cheer her up.]
It's okay.
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Date: 2009-12-22 07:03 am (UTC)Then she averts her gaze.]
....I know.
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Date: 2009-12-22 07:09 am (UTC)...What's wrong?
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Date: 2009-12-23 04:15 pm (UTC)[action]
Date: 2009-12-24 01:36 am (UTC)[action]
Date: 2009-12-24 07:26 am (UTC)[She smiles a little bit.]