[open] I've got no strings

[poppetstrings]

Who: Xion [ou] and YOU!
Where: Oot and a boot Around!
Summary: Xion's finally not being shady, but she is quite curious as to why her body is a lot more fleshy then it should be. Also getting groceries because someone knows how to cook now!
Warnings: None.

On a nondescript park bench:

Well, this probably isn't something seen everyday! Xion has her boot off, and is inspecting her toes carefully, tugging at each one. But they don't seem to come off at all. Next is her arm, the wrist attached and... not removable. Xion's pretty enamored by this, playing with various things that she's sure should come off, but they don't. Not her toes, not her hands, not her fingers...

It's totally weird! She should be a lot more mechanical than this.

On her way back to her apartment:

Dinner! Everybody likes to eat, right? Right. So Xion has done a few groceries, not a lot! But maybe enough for a few people, should they manage to weasel their way into her apartment as well! It's only polite to offer guests food after all, right?

Comments

[poppetstrings]

[Oh dear.

She did a thing.]

No one, don't worry about it. What did you mean there's another Xion? Where?

[terra_nullius]

[And there's the frown. He's getting tired of people withholding information from him.]

Don't pretend it's nothing when it's clearly something enough for you to mistake me for this person. I may as well say you having a doppelganger is nothing!

[poppetstrings]

It isn't anything! You two just look a lot alike, that's all.

[terra_nullius]

I suppose being part of a horrible group that only wants terrible things means that you're apt to lie. What was I expecting?

[poppetstrings]

They're not horrible! And they don't want terrible things, you're wrong!

[That is definitely a struck nerve. She's been told that normal people don't like Nobodies, so they wouldn't like their organization either. Of course, that all fits in.

But they're not bad. There's absolutely nothing wrong with wanting their hearts back. To be human again.]

[terra_nullius]

Then why the secrecy? Why is it so awful to tell me about someone who shares my face? If there's really nothing reprehensible afoot, that is...

[poppetstrings]

There's nothing to tell! He's just my superior. That's all.

[terra_nullius]

[A few pieces click into place suddenly, and he stops, a bit of a hollow laugh escaping.]

Of course. Of course he was. But as for me...
I don't remember one way or another. Though I wonder...

[poppetstrings]

I don't... I don't think I understand, sorry.

[terra_nullius]

[He gets up quickly, suddenly.]

It's all right. If anything, I should be thanking you...

[He reaches out, as though to shake her hand.]

[poppetstrings]

[And Xion just looks at his hand as he outstretches it, then back to his face, no recognition on it for whatever he means to do. the fuck are handshakes, yo]

[terra_nullius]

[Okay, then scratch the handshake. He bobs his head in thanks instead, before wandering off again.]