pcs ☆ namine

[blackcoats]

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( WEEK 0 ) saturday

[blackcoats]

[ during her initial conversation with naminé at the gate, xion could tell that something was up... that, and there were things she wanted to talk about, too, that shouldn't be discussed in public. for Reasons, we're going to assume xion finally figured out which house is hers thanks to uno stick; she still has no idea who she's sharing it with, though, because whoever it is... didn't seem to bring an item.

anyway. it's a pretty secure location, is what i'm trying to get at here. ]

I don't think anyone will be able to hear us here. [ a beat ] ... Is everything okay, Naminé?

[whitewalls]

[ well.

it's odd, because naminé is used to being in this position, but it's different this time. suddenly remembering an entire person kind of makes things.

well. ]

Have you spoken to Axel?

[blackcoats]

Yeah. He found me not long after I woke up here. That's... how I know I'm from the "past."

[ this is so awkward ]

[whitewalls]

... me too.

Although, it's still your present, so it's probably more accurate to say that we're from different points in time.

[blackcoats]

What does that even mean? How can we be from different points...?

[whitewalls]

It could be whoever brought us here had that sort of power.

[blackcoats]

. . .

Does that mean you know what happens to me? Does Roxas...?

[ she doesn't feel like she needs to finish that question. naminé's the one who helped her come to the decision in the first place, after all. ]

( WEEK 2 ) monday

[blackcoats]

[ sup nams catch xion wearing a cute flowy sundress today!!! and totally looking like nothing completely awful has happened in the past couple of days or anything!!!!!!! ]

Hey, Naminé. Do you want to go to the beach with me?

[whitewalls]

The beach? Me?

[ please stop sound surprised ]

[blackcoats]

[ she's getting a confused headtilt in return,,, ]

We're friends, aren't we?

[whitewalls]

... we are.

[ she smiles, and then she turns to face the direction towards the water area. ]

Are we going now?

[blackcoats]

So that's why I want to go with you.

[ another look of curiosity ]

Did... you want to do something else before?

[whitewalls]

No, the beach is fine.

[ she smiles. ]

Let's go, before it gets late.

( WEEK 3 ) tuesday

[blackcoats]

[ idk where they are bc locations are hard but

ever since their little meeting with lea and roxas after the war, xion's had training with naminé on her mind constantly. it'd been foolish of her to disregard the elemental power she'd been given just because she was frustrated that she once again was barred from being able to use the keyblade... a foolish mistake she'd paid for with her eye.

but that issue is neither here nor there right now. in whatever open space they've chosen to set up at, a ready xion stands next to naminé with her hand outstretched, a swirl of cold water forming a crystal of ice about as tall as them on the ground before them. with another wave of her hand, the ice shatters before dissipating, and she looks over at the other girl. ]

This is more or less where I'm at with my magic right now... what about you?

[whitewalls]

That's pretty neat.

[ but at the question, she looks down at the ground. there's nothing for a few seconds, and then suddenly there are flowers blooming nearby them. ]

... mmhm.

[blackcoats]

—Oh, flowers!

[ since coming here, xion's developed an appreciation for flowers. perhaps a little too excitedly, she wanders over to the little patch and bends down to get a closer look before looking back over her shoulder at naminé. ]

Can you make specific ones, or do they just... grow?

[whitewalls]

I haven't tried specific ones? Just what's already in the area...

[ hm. she's considering it now though. ]

[blackcoats]

Hmmm...

Try making a rose?

[whitewalls]

Let me see...

[ she'll try to concentrate and



no ]

week 6, sunday

[whitewalls]

[ it's a little after execution, and naminé is

looking for someone

where is she ]

[blackcoats]

[ fuck off with trying to get me to think about LOCATIONS

but nah she's just kind of loitering by the river, her cat sleeping and nestled in her lap when naminé comes by. all she does is look up; like she's going to stand up and wake the poor baby? ]

Hi, Naminé.

[whitewalls]

Hi.

[ ... ]

How are you doing?

[blackcoats]

. . .

[ lmao. ]

How much longer do you think this'll go on for?

[whitewalls]

... I don't know.

I hope it's not for much longer. Our numbers are going down.

[blackcoats]

. . .

Axel told me. About the winning condition.