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discedo_logs2008-03-13 10:41 pm
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lol log
Who: Yorda and Zexion
Where: Outside the Marshall apartment.
When: This afternoon
Rating: G
Summary: Zexion returns after a long absence and Yorda is more than happy to go visit.
the log:
Yorda was practically a blur of white as she bolted down the stairwell. If any Grudges might have been haunting it, they'd have found themselves promptly hurtled over. Much of Yorda's initial clumsiness had long since gone during her month in Discedo. She now moved quite easily, more like the twelve year old girl she appeared to be. And she was beyond happy. In these moments, the ghost-like child seemed almost human.
Zexion was back.
He was safe.
She was curious about what he had to show her, but for the most part she was just happy to see him again. She had so many things to tell, and so many things to ask.
Rushing towards the door, she skidded to a halt, and collected herself. If she had continued, she'd have probably slammed headfirst into the door, either breaking the glass or her skull. Pushing on the handle very carefully (doors still gave her a bit of trouble), she spied Zexion nearby and hurried breathlessly over to him.
"Hello, Zexion!" She greeted, beaming up at him.
Where: Outside the Marshall apartment.
When: This afternoon
Rating: G
Summary: Zexion returns after a long absence and Yorda is more than happy to go visit.
the log:
Yorda was practically a blur of white as she bolted down the stairwell. If any Grudges might have been haunting it, they'd have found themselves promptly hurtled over. Much of Yorda's initial clumsiness had long since gone during her month in Discedo. She now moved quite easily, more like the twelve year old girl she appeared to be. And she was beyond happy. In these moments, the ghost-like child seemed almost human.
Zexion was back.
He was safe.
She was curious about what he had to show her, but for the most part she was just happy to see him again. She had so many things to tell, and so many things to ask.
Rushing towards the door, she skidded to a halt, and collected herself. If she had continued, she'd have probably slammed headfirst into the door, either breaking the glass or her skull. Pushing on the handle very carefully (doors still gave her a bit of trouble), she spied Zexion nearby and hurried breathlessly over to him.
"Hello, Zexion!" She greeted, beaming up at him.