Reach Out

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Who: Xion
What: A moody girl does not do well under confrontation of any sort.
When: After Xion returns from Rabanastre
Where: Her room
Interaction: Zexion
Rating: TBA

Everything told her she should have been happy to be back at Castle Oblivion. She had gotten a nice reprieve from her responsibilities, got to think over the turn of events that had taken place within her own body, and got to reconnect with her brother. With Roxas, Xion finally had the chance to unwind and remove the burdens resting so hard on her shoulders. Though the weather was hot and unforgiving, there was plenty to do to keep her mind occupied and away from those dreaded subjects.

It was a good vacation, but just like all holidays, it was time to end it. There could be no more running from her problems. She had to buckle down and sort out everything that had happened to her, and also determine which course she had to traverse next.

As she looked up from her lap to survey the rest of her room, Xion noted inwardly that she had to get some paint for the walls. If she was going to live there with the rest of them, she might as well take some color to the space marked solely as hers. No one would fault her, but even if they did, she could always just disobey anyway. Xemnas still found her useful, for whatever reason, so odds are he would let it slide.

"Home isn't supposed to feel like this..." she said softly, barely hearing her own voice.