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[She's still disoriented. Disoriented and tired and feeling like a well-wrung sponge. She probably looks the part too, face having the ruddy, blotchy look of someone who's gone through a lot of upheaval in a very short space of time.

She barely understands what's going on, beyond the barest jist of things. For her, it was only a few hours at most since she was in the heart of the great gem before she was flung into this world, owing to ending up on a place in her world that was... temporally flexible... for those two while the gem did its work. And once she's taken some time to just sleep and gather herself... she can get started.

She still has Feathers. And Pathfinder. And even her locket. Which is as good a place as any to start.]


H-hey. I don't... really recognize where I am. He... that man said we were in the past I think?

[But this area honestly doesn't even look like part of the future world either. An entirely new location. She could try her corridors sure, but those only worked to places she's been before, and it seems risky if she isn't even sure whether those places exist in the past.

All of these time thoughts are giving her a headache. She reaches a hand up to rub her forehead. Behind her, a chocobo briefly butts into view to nudge the side of her head. She reaches the same free hand back to pat its beak absently.]


I'm sorry. [This must look so dumb.] I'm still really confused. But... we're all here, right?

[They're not all strangers again, starting from scratch?]

Locked to Compassnet

[With a more general address out of the way she goes for something a bit more targeted. He'd said the Seelie and Unseelie didn't exist yet, but after a few months of being wary of the lockets, she's still careful.

She pulls up Pathfinder's charm, the wayfinder that Riku had given her, and speaks slowly.]


Terra? Riku? Elizabeth? Sora? Merida? Um... I'm not sure who else is here.

[Who else of the people she cares about has access to the separate network. There's a nervous, almost pleading edge to her voice. Well if they were still here or not... this would make it obvious either way.]
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[Isn't it funny how she and Lightning had been talking about different options and the war not that long ago? Isn't it funny how Xion had expressed the opinion that the whole thing was wrong, that sacrificing Seelie worlds seemed counterproductive considering they were trying to save them all? And now here the are, faced with that war, and how it was coming, and soon.

She'd been told more than once before now to think carefully, and if she's going to do that, if she isn't going to make the decision now... She needs to figure out what to do with herself in the meantime.]


We really... don't have a choice about all this, do we?

[It's an abrupt sort of question, probably, and one she wonders if she should really be asking aloud at all. But it starts out her post with a tone of reluctance, one that never really fades away.]

Nevermind. Sorry.

[Deep breath. It's been a day or so since the call went out, with Xion already conveniently back at Caer Scima. And she's been observant in those 24 hours, for all that it's helped.]

Almost everybody I've seen already seems to know what to do. Back home, I did missions and things all the time, but I only really had one job. And it's the one job that I can't do now.

[Can't because she refuses to. Sure she may have occasionally done other things, like recon, but her primary mission was always collecting hearts and fighting heartless, especially while Roxas was asleep. And now that she knows, fighting people, destroying their worlds isn't something she really wants any part of. Especially now that she has friends on the other side, ones that've helped her like Riku and Terra and Dick and Merida and Korra. But it's something she knows the monarchs would say she definitely should do. The thought is sickening.]

I don't really know what I'm doing here. Not... right now at least.

[Both in general and for this war effort. She hesitates for a long time then adds one last question.]

What can we do? For now, at least.

[She isn't so sure she wants to know what people think about her opinions on the whole war.]
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This thing can really make my voice heard even a long ways off? Interesting.

[Yes, Azula is experimenting with her locket. It's too dark for her to keep going on the work she's doing for Ariadne, so she's taken to toying with the little trinket.

Of course, what she doesn't know is that anyone who recognizes her voice from the feast will see a different name attached to it than what she gave before. Details, details.

There's no image to be had, either. She merely opened it, set it down on the ground, then laid out her mat to look at the stars. Different than the ones she's used to, but just as bright in the night sky.]


I hope to have funds soon, so there are two things I'd like to ask about before I need them.

Where can I obtain a good tea set? Preferably with a pot with an overhead handle rather than one on the side. Also, anyone who knows where I could find a useful guide to flora would be appreciated. I'd rather not poison myself in an attempt to make decent tea.
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Um... I know people are probably still busy helping banshees and I'm sorry if I'm interrupting that, but I wanted to ask something. What are some other ways you use to contact people when the ways you have aren't working?

[Whatever you might be thinking, it's probably wrong. Xion just happens to have one particular friend who her messages don't seem to be reaching. He'd talked to her just before she'd left on her trip with Riku and the others, and now she's trying to do a better job of checking in than she did during her quest to Leathann.]

And if anybody sees Yuri, let him know I'm doing okay and want to talk to him.
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So, guys. You remember when we lost all the fire magic in the world to the Void because of reasons?

Well, we've got some hope here. Well, a small, puppy-like, really adorable hope, and his name is Kaio. He's a new god forged from some god of the forge and a shardbearer, and I'm sure some of you have seen him around, because I sure have.

But more importantly, he's going to need shrines, and offerings. I know a lot of you lost those powers and want them back, or even if you just want to get the ability to learn those powers. He's our chance to bring back fire magic into this world again.

I've currently got one in my castle, and I'll be setting up a large shrine to him at Spire Four itself, but he'll need more. So if you guys can set up something of your own, burn offerings in his name, spread the word, you know the drill.

And hey, if he comes by, remember to give him plenty of tummy rubs and ear scratches, he really loves those.
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[Po is lying on his back somewhere, the video of him is from the side. He has a large piece of ice wrapped in cloth across his face. Particularly over his eyes.]
I'm told there are those that know ice magic. If possible, I would like to learn.

[he lifts the ice from his face. One eye is swollen shut while the other is just slightly bruised. Yes, he was in a fight. Yes, it was awesome. Yes, he's paying for it now. He smiles slightly at the video feed before putting the ice back over his eyes.]

I think those in charge of the ice houses are getting tired of me begging for pieces. If not for me, do it for the poor souls whose livelihood I'm threatening.

It's become something of a daily routine.
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[Xion's voice is very quiet and hesitant, often starting and stopping as if figuring out how to best choose her words. The voice of someone who's still trying to stay as small and unnoticeable as possible, but has something she needs to ask.]

Back home, I used to be able to make my weapon disappear, and call it back when I needed it. Here... I can't. I've tried. I've still got it, but... I can't keep carrying it around, can I?

I've seen... other people have things to carry their weapons. Is there any way to... to get or make one, for mine?

[She makes a small noise, almost like she wants to say something else, but then cuts herself - and the message - off.]