(001) Video/Action for those in the castle

[catorce]

[For those who are currently landlocked in the castle as well, they're going to be spotting a hooded female figure pacing around the castle as if looking for something. Or, perhaps, she's more accurately inspecting and observing everything she can. Whatever it is, it doesn't seem like she's in a very cheerful mood while doing it.]

[For those inspecting the network at this hour, however, the same hooded figure is going to show up in what seems to be an accidental video. Judging from her squeak of surprise, it looks like she accidentally activated her bracelet's holographic screen and is now staring at it in what can only be assumed to be surprise.

The staring goes on for a couple of seconds, with her hand coming up to touch the screen as well, before she so eloquently starts to speak.]

I... [A pause, trying to figure out what to say now that she realizes it's recording.] ...Hello. Can someone please tell me more about this place? I'm... I'm not supposed to be here.

[...aaaaand, then she just proceeds to stare awkwardly for another second before shutting this video feed off. Mostly because she's worried sick about what's going to happen if she's here and partly because what is she doing what is going on this is hideous.]

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[ANONYMOUS Text]

[lethechained]

[Not around? Something in the back of her mind hints at sadness, though she still feels it necessary to ask whether Xion meant,]

Not around here or not around at all?

[Text]

[catorce]

[Well, she doesn't know this person at all. They might not even know her. She doesn't see any reason to lie, yet.]

At all.

[ANONYMOUS Text ... Filtered]

[lethechained]

[... Perhaps it would be best to filter this.]

I see.



I'm sorry. [It's a revelation even she's a bit surprised about.]

Why?

[Text ... Filtered]

[catorce]

It's fine.

It's how it had to be.

[And no elaboration. She doesn't know how she could, at this moment.]

[ANONYMOUS Text - Filtered] (until further notice)

[lethechained]

[How it had to be....]

That must have been hard.

[Text - Filtered]

[catorce]

It was. But it was for the best.

[lethechained]

I'm glad that you feel that way about it. ['Feel' not necessarily being applicable, but... if it 'had to be' that way, it's probably better to believe in the purpose. It's just... what was that purpose, and was it truly a good one?]


Welcome to the city.

[catorce]

Thanks.

[And then, she hesitates. She should at least try to figure out who this person was.]

Can you tell me who you are?

[lethechained]

I'm not sure. [And that's an honest answer.]

Can you tell me who you are? [Er, more than her name can, anyway.]

[catorce]

I don't know. What do you want to know?

[lethechained]

[... Hm. Perhaps it would be best to ease into this, a bit.]

What's your name? [Not that she can't read it right there, but it's worth asking, if only for a gauge of reaction.]

[catorce]

[That's easy enough, since she's said it a couple of times now.]

Xion.

[lethechained]

[And a more difficult one, next.]

Where did you get that coat?

[catorce]

It was given to me.

[lethechained]

By whom?

[catorce]

[She hesitates a bit on this one, but replies nonetheless.]

The Organization.

[lethechained]

I see.

[Hm. It might actually have been more comforting if she'd said she'd stolen it, or some such thing, but... somehow, Naminé's inclined to believe her, even if it doesn't make a whole lot of sense. She supposes it's possible there are members she's never interacted with, but-- wouldn't it then be Organization XIV?]

Are you a member?

[catorce]

I used to be.

[lethechained]

[... Used to be. The question is, did she leave, or...?]

Why aren't you a member anymore?

[catorce]

I left.

[And she'll leave the elaboration up to this person's imagination.]

[lethechained]

[Left? Just like that?]

Why did you leave?

[catorce]

It was the right thing to do.

[lethechained]

You didn't agree with what they were doing?

[catorce]

I didn't.

[lethechained]

[....]

It was brave of you to leave.