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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 9:08 pm
Dusk fell over twilight town. She landed with a thump, a small moan escaping. She was sprawled across the ground in the square box behind the buildings. Shadows lingered as the small face peeked out from below her hood, only the tip of the long equine mouth showing through, giving few if any clues as to which member of the organization had landed there. She tried to push herself up, but her front hooves slipped, clocking her chin against the pavement. Whichever member of IX this was, he or she was less then graceful.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 9:25 pm
Namine was in the white mansion trying her best to color. Her hooves weren't the best way to hold a crayon but somehow she managed..... after breaking all of her crayons. The little pieces were getting smaller and smaller until there were unusable pieces left. Blowing out a breath she stepped away from her drawing pad. She had drawn another picture of Roxas in his Organization hood but next to him was a unfinished person. Someone else wearing the cloak of the Organization.
Deciding it was best to finish this picture she closed her drawing pad and set it on the table. She'd have to go out into town to buy more crayons and then come back to finish it. She walked out of the white room heading for the front door. Soon she was outside heading for town.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 9:47 pm
The figure in the hood heard the steps of someone approaching and stiffened. Another attempt to sit failed, and a fore-hoof sprang out to the side. The figure focused, trying to summon his or her weapon, trying so hard to not be defenseless. Nothing. Again and again, nothing. Once more the figure tried to sit, still not aware that her body was now that of a pony, not a person. This time when she failed, she had gotten closer to up, so the thump was audible.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 6:58 pm
Hearing a thump coming from behind a building made Namine pause. Her head cocked to the side as she considered just going on or going into the alleyway to get behind the building. She raised a hoof to brush her hair back and looked down the alleyway. There were no real dangers here anymore. Finally deciding she walked into the alley. Soon she was in the square area behind the building. She looked around and then noticed someone sprawled on the ground. A someone wearing the Organization cloak! She stayed where she was unable to move forward or backward.
((Jeez it's been so long that I can't remember what we decided for this rp when it deals with the Organization! DX ))
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2012 3:44 am
(Same here. I know we were talking about breeding them, but that is about Ll I remember. Have you played any dream drop distance yet?)
Xion finally managed to get to all fours. Mind you, she thought she was on her hands and knees. So from there, she tried to stand... With considerably less sucess than she had in trying to summon the keyblade. A splash of white caught her eye, and she turned without thinking about how she did it. That seemed to be the key, letting reflex and instinct take over, instead of over thinking everything. However, this was xion, and not Demyx, and taking things easy was not exactly her forte.
Still, she had managed to turn, so she found herself facing Namine. Her memories were all twisted up around each other. Did she know this girl? Who was she? Xion blinked under her hood. The other girl.... Was... A horse in a dress? Or.... Something? Just.... How hard did she hit her head?
(Sorry for typos and spelling errors, posting from my ipad)
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 4:21 pm
Namine couldn't see the face of the person under the cloak. However she had a feeling it was a female. Wouldn't that make it Larxene? She tried to think about the members of the Organization and if there was another female. She didn't think so but suddenly her head began to swim. She wobbled for a moment and shook her head. She felt that she was about to remember something but that swimming feeling made her forget.
Once more looking at the other pony she stood at the ready to run. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 11:41 pm
"..." Xion was thinking the same questions she had been asked. A talking pony. A heartless? Another nobody? Again she tried to summon her keyblade. Again, nothing. She wanted to approach, she wanted to flee. She stumbled back a step, certainly not the way Laraxene would have reacted to Namine. Something was off about this member of XIII, she wasn't acting like any of the members Namine could easily place. Yet there was probably something.... oddly... familiar about her...
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Posted: Sat Jan 25, 2014 11:13 am
Namine tilted her head when no response came. "Um... you can talk right?" She asked. Seeing the step back she was slightly reassured that it was not Laraxene. Unless she was trying to trick her into letting down her guard. But then again that wasn't Laraxene's style. Since she didn't respond to the previous questions she decided to ask another. "Are you new here?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 25, 2014 7:21 pm
New here? Her? To this of all places? She glanced up, looking for the clock tower where she had spent so many days with Roxas and Axel. How was she supposed to sit up there now, like this? What had happened to her? And who was this girl. No one was supposed to see her... would Saiix dusk her for being seen? Should she flee? She almost created a dark portal, but would showing a living person the dark road be worse? She tried again to summon her keyblade, maybe scare this girl off. She focused and focused and really really needed it. There was a tense moment of nothing, then relief flooded her as the Keybalde appeared..... stuck....to....her..... hoof.....
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 12:08 pm
Still no reply. Namine wasn't sure what to make of this member of the Organization. When the Keyblade appeared she took a step back in surprise. Only Roxas or Sora should be able to wield one... well Riku could too. She again looked at the pony before her. Maybe she had been mistaken on it's gender? But no she was correct thinking that the pony before her was female. "Who are you? How can you use a Keyblade?!"
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 1:45 pm
Good. The other had stepped back. Good. If Xion could get her to flee... then maybe she could get to Roxas. Or Axel. They could help her figure out what had happened to her. She waved the keyblade menacingly to back the other further off, and tried to walk forward at the same time....
Unsurprisingly she landed flat on her face, chin slamming into the ground, hood falling back. She stifled a groan and opened bright shockingly blue eyes, looking at the other, not sure what would happen now. The keyblade vanished. Once again... she had messed up. Somehow.
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 3:35 pm
Namine stepped back again when the other began to wave the keyblade. She still wasn't sure who this pony was or why she was acting this way. Her eyes widened when the hood fell off. She... she knew that face. But from where? She tried hard to think of how she recognized this pony but didn't know who she was. "Who are you? Why do I feel like I know you?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 7:53 pm
"I'm Xion," she said with all the bravado she could muster as she pushed painfully to her feet. She tried to summon the keyblade again. And again... failed.
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2015 6:52 pm
Namine tilted her head as she tried to place the name. Nothing was coming other than a feeling of familiarity. "Xion.... I swear I know that name from somewhere." She paused for a moment hesitating on asking a certain question, "Are you.... are you related to Sora somehow?" She must be for why else would she seem so familiar and be able to use the Keyblade. "I'm Namine, Kairi's nobody."
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 11:55 pm
"Sora? Kairi?" she asked, trying out the names and staggering when... something... hit her mentally. She shook her head, trying to clear it. "Roxas. Axel... where...?" she asked, gasping. She needed her friends, needed to know they were alright...
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