revenance_rpg | [o1 where-ever you are]

Who: a wayward replica AND YOU
What: Being a lost newbie
Where: Traverse Town [various]
When: AT THIS VERY MOMENT
Warnings: There may be yelling at Even involved.

Fourth District: Tower

It's not the kind of place he expected to wake up - truth be told, he didn't expect to wake up at all, but here he was. It'd been almost too much, when he first woke to a moogle hovering and kupo-ing in his face, but he'd suffered through it until he could get away, get somewhere to clear his head.

And that's how he wound up here, on the top of a tower with a view over a good section of the town. There's a bit of a breeze up on the tower, which seems to bother the chittering Dream Eater the moogles wouldn't let him leave without more than it does the boy himself. He's not particularly sure what to do with it, but as long as it doesn't go causing him problems, it can stay.

The boy drops to sit with his legs dangling over the ledge, one hand bracing himself against the doorway of the platform he's on. It's strange to think that this is the first time he's ever actually been outside of Castle Oblivion; the fake memories he has of the Destiny Islands are just that. Fake.

There's nothing more he can learn from just sitting up here.The replica lifts himself and jumps over the edge of the ledge, the Komory Bat squeaking and following after him.

Second District: In front of hotel

The moogles had given him enough munny to get a room here for a couple of nights, and he knows, vaguely, how hotels work, in the same kind of vague sense that he knows anything about the world. He's not sure yet, however, whether or not he wants to stay there. It's not like he could just hole up in the hotel forever, so why bother?

(But it's not like he has anywhere else to go, either.)

The spirit fluttering nearby doesn't seem to have the same hesitation that the boy does, however - the next time the doors of the hotel ope, it flies forward in an attempt to get through the doorway before it shuts again. The boy starts and tries to reach out and catch it - which is likely to end in him running into whoever is trying to get through the door at the time. What a way to make an introduction.

Anywhere else in town - Your choice!

The boy with the Komory Bat fluttering at his shoulder keeps mostly to the walls as he explores the town, hands in his pockets as he peers into shop windows. It doesn't seem like he's looking for anything in particular, although he stops a bit longer atclothing shops than at most of the others. It doesn't seem like he's particularly worried about finding somewhere safe from the Nightmares; from the look of it, he's confident that he can take care of himself.

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Xion has had some practice in care and keeping of Spirits. When the Bat nudges her, she obligingly reaches up to give the requested pets.

To Replica, she offers a small smile. "I guess it does." After a moment's hesitation she adds, "You're Riku, right?"

It seemed odd to ask when she could guess who he was, but if he didn't recognize her, maybe it was better to try this way.

The fact that she asked rather than assuming earns her some points, but he still gets a bit on the defensive. "No," he says, sounding less angry and more just tired of it, "I'm not."

The bat chirps under her hand for a few moments, before looking back at its person with some concern.

Asking like that was the best way Xion knew to see if her thinking was right. It does sound like that's a question he gets a lot and is tired of, though.

Xion tilted her head in thought. Riku had never mentioned any brothers, and Sora didn't remember him having any either. She did remember seeing something about another Replica in Vexen's reports, but better not to get into that at the moment. "I'm sorry, it's just you look so much like him...But I guess you hear that a lot."

"All the time. At least you bothered to ask." Which has done a lot to endear her to him, in comparison to the various others who've just assumed. He gives her another look over - still familiar, but at least now he can maybe place it. "You two friends?"

The Komory Bat nudges under her hand for some more attention. His person is neglectful, take some pity on him, Xion.

"I guess you could call us that--we worked together and he helped me." That was true enough, without having to go into more detail than Xion wanted to at the moment. "If you're not him, what's your name?"

The Komory Bat could definitely have more pats. Meanwhile, Barkley finally whuffs a proper greeting to the new Spirit.

The question of names - it's one he's mostly avoided, either because people already knew who he was or he was able to get away from them by being a little ball of anger. And it's a perfectly normal question for someone to ask, but -

"I don't have one." Well, that answers that.

The Komory Bat flutters around excitedly - so many new friends - before flapping off to hover in front of its person's face. Hey buddy, cheer up!

Barkley went to join the new Komory Bat and offer comforting snuggles. His Person was okay for now, and the new Person needed cheering up. His duty in this instance was clear.

Xion smiled at the Spirits before giving the Replica a curious look. "No name?" That was odd--even she had a name. "Is there one you like that we can call you?"

Because 'hey you' sounds weird and disturbingly like the way some of the Organization treated her. Xion woudl rather avoid that.

The replica tries to ignore the Dream Eater fluttering in front of him, but soon he's being double-teamed. With a sigh, he reaches down to give Barkley a bit of a scratch, while letting the bat settle onto his shoulder.

"Not really. I never got a chance to think about it," and that's the nicest way to say that he died without ever getting a name of his own. He doesn't have anything to call himself except what he is.

Barkley heartily approves of the attempt at pats, and tries to encourage another with a friendly bark. C'mon, New Person, you can do better than that!

"I see." Xion tilted her head in thought. The implications of what he's said weren't lost on her, but that further explanation might best be dealt with later. "Maybe we can think of one for you while you're here."

Hey, don't get greedy. The scratches hesitate, then resume, as much to quiet any more potential noises as anything.

"That... Would be nice." It's clear he doesn't really know what to say to the idea.

Barkley would not consider himself greedy. New Persons just need to be instructed in the importance of good pettings.

Xion nodded in understanding. "Maybe when you've settled in some of the others can help. Have the Moogles told you everything?"

They usually make sure to say "hello."

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ITP Xion asks the hard questions

It's totally unintentional, but yeah.

she's the first to actually do so, poor kid

Xion sez names are important

Names are very important!

Especially for Replisibs