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[Kyla: Mothership: Mess hall]

Kyla nearly jumped when the nobody sat down almost right next to her. His comment made her face turn even more red if it were possible. He was right though, it was a personal question, perhaps too personal. Why did she not think of that?!

“Oh...s-sorry, you’re right,” she looked up at Quina in the kitchen” Sorry Quina, I shouldn’t have asked that. ” She swirled her drink around and then took another hefty sip. She felt that shiver travel down into her toes again and she looked around, noticing Demyx was also there. Kyla gave him a wave, more inviting then she meant but why not?

“Quina is cooking something good it seems, you two you came just in time.” she said, obviously having heard Demyx's stomach from all the way over there.
It did smell good though, whatever Quina was doing. How on earth did he/she know WHAT to cook? It was an alien kitchen! Will wonders never cease. She was suddenly reminded of home life- she would cook meals too. She smiled form pure nostalgia, thinking of when she would make hot mushroom soup on rainy days.

"I guess after this, it's onto the next place huh?"

"Me? Yeah, healthy as a horse," she reassured, her voice still soft. "The magic of healing spells, you know. Now, if I could just find a place to clean off my back..." the girl mused. Sayrike's clothes sort of cleaned and mended themselves, but her bare skin remained a bit soiled. She stood up, hoping to see if there was a water source somewhere (besides the ocean) she could use. Not too far away, a water main had broken, and a small fountain quietly gurgled there. While standing, she could see all of the others making their way towards the huge ship, like moths drawn to a warm flame. However, Sayrike wasn't sure if Louis--or herself, for that matter--wanted to be around a bunch of people at this exact moment.

"Well, it looks like everyone's headed back to gather at the ship, but I'm going to go rinse myself off for a minute. Would you like to join me? Get some of the blood off?" Sayrike just needed a minute to collect herself before joining the rest of the group.

[ Matt :-: Hawaii :-: Village ]

Matt visibly paled at Joe's recap and scars, despite his friend's infectious enthusiasm. Joe was one of the most important people in Matt's life, and Matt didn't think that so much could have happened to him in such a short period of time. "Jesus Joe, sounds like sh*t really hit the fan." Matt then became aware that people had begun leaving the area, though he couldn't exactly see where since Joe had him pinned. "I think we should get up Jojo, looks like we're going somewhere. Also I can't exactly fuss over you from this position," he added with a small chuckle.

'Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.'

'I swear to god I'm getting you a magical muting mental mouth muzzle.'

[ Matt :-: Hawaii :-: Village -> Mothership]

Matt picked up his mask from the ground and put it back on his face before following Joe. "You know, water levels have always bugged me in video games," he said, sticking his hands in his hoodie pocket. He scanned over Joe, and was surprised that Joe seemed so well off after being constantly attacked by monsters. And having his eye destroyed. And being stabbed.

Matt suddenly felt an oncoming anxiety attack as pain hit his stomach. 'Is that what I have to look forward to? What will I do if it comes to that? What about Joe and the others? What if we're heading to our deaths right now? What if that shipcrashesintoamountainthat'sreallyagiantHeartlessanditkillsusindividuallyand-'

'Dude man guy, TAKE A BREATHER.'

Matt listened to the voice and took a deep breath, trying to pass it off as a yawn. He tried to focus on being reunited with his friend, and slowly his anxiety receded and he could start to think a little more clearly. And with that, he remembered something that was bugging him. "So why exactly are we friends with Seymour and Nobodies?"

[Noelle ~ Mothership ~ Mess Hall]

The moment Axel mentioned food the agromancer's stomach complained loudly. Her cheeks grew pink and she stared down at her traitor of a belly and said, "Oh, chutup."

Noelle casually continued after Axel and Demyx with her fingers laced behind her back, just listening to their light-hearted conversation. It was nice to be listening to something not all that relevant to their serious predicaments. The conversation actually reminded her a little bit about her friends and the wonderful gatherings they always had. They were really the only reason she survived high school. Without them she didn't know what she would do. Thinking about them now saddened her a little--all the different parties, the afternoons eating lunch together at school and cracking jokes. Her favorites were the bonfires that lasted most of the night. One particular one involved gasoline among various other things. To say that they almost set several things on fire by accident wouldn't be a lie. Some of the time it was actually a miracle they survived their gatherings, practices, and school work. But they lived through the dangerous, the hilarious, and the monotonous together, but most importantly, the tragic. She was convinced. Without them, she would not have survived.

The blonde wandered into the mess hall and found herself a seat, feeling a new drive after thinking about all of her friends--not just the old ones, but her new ones. She was hopeful. All of the earthlings were together now, and there was strength in that; not just because of their numbers but because they were all a network of support for one another, and having the two groups united made Noelle feel empowered. Catching a little bit of what Kyla was saying and Axel's statement she looked up with some curiosity.

[ Kyle : Hawaii : Village ]

"You think that's weird, we've got Kuja waiting for us back in Port Royal," Kyle replied with a chuckle as the two stood up, beginning to walk toward the ship. Kyle decided to walk along with them.

"Well, I'm Kyle, and it's nice to have you along- especially considering you cheer up Joe-boy," Kyle said, grinning over toward the new guy with a wave. "Et vous?"

[Quina : Hawaii : Mess Hall]

Quina stopped working on the dish he was working to look at Kyla when she asked her question. The chef blinked several times, his brain trying to wrap around the question. He never really thought about it before, so the nature of the question was something that confused him. Before Quina could come with an answer Axel came in followed by Demyx. Confused even more when the girl apologized.

"You feel better. Good food to come." With the statement he turned back to the the cooking. Those in the room could already smell the scent of meat sauce in the air.

{Demyx .:. Hawaii .:. Mothership .:. Kitchen/Mess}

Demyx blew on his tea while listening to the conversation between Kyla and Axel. It was interesting, to say the least. Especially the fact that Axel was playing along with a much deeper subject than usual. Sure, the whole "I've killed someone, my innocence is gone" subject was important, but the fact that Axel was pretending to care was interesting in and of itself.

When Axel looked at him when Kyla mentioned killing Saïx, the Melodious Nocturne could do nothing more than shrug, utterly mystified. He had no more idea what Kyla was talking about than Axel did, really, and wasn't about to pretend otherwise.

And then Kyla popped the question. The big one. Those words any Nobody wanted, needed to hear. He sat up straighter, his entire attention focusing solely on the Pictomancer. There was a wistfulness in her question, however, her tone and choice of words indicating that she didn't want to re-experience whatever emotional turmoil having Zexion about-face had caused should he and Axel defect. Just the fact that she wanted Demyx and Axel to stay on her side was... well, it was a revelation. She seemed fond of them, even. It would have been overwhelming if he'd had a heart. As it was, he just focused on the fact that here was one of the Earth kids offering her assistance in helping him and Axel achieve their ultimate goal.