first quake ☆ first text then video because tower's network is a troll

[handstands]

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[then, to the sound of furious typing, the video feed starts. for anyone who knows the Tower well enough, it looks like the terminal in use is in the third floor library. the one using is is a frustrated-looking young man, typing very fast without noticing that he's being recorded and getting more and more irritated, until--]

Oh.

[--he looks up, mildly surprised. he shifts uncomfortably, slightly embarrassed:]

Hello? [he clears his throat.] My name is Terra. Is anyone there? I came here from-- [he stares, mouth forming the next words, but his expression darkens and he clearly changes his mind, shaking his head.]

What is this place? [a pause.] Is this world dealing with monsters that you can't control? I can-- [--nope, he can't. Terra's jaw visibly clenches.]

I may be able to help. But... Please. I need answers. [whatever thoughts were distracting him finally catch up for a moment:] I shouldn't be here. This isn't possible.

[he shakes his head again, before fixing the feed with a firm stare:] Thank you for any help.

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[attheclocktower]

[Was.

That... that actually brings a familiar pang. She'd lost hers too, once. The circumstances were probably entirely different, but... it brought on a familiar pang. She'd been lucky to get hers back, with Roxas's help, but if she hadn't... She didn't want to think about that.

She's slightly confused by his next statement though.]

Make of what?

[handstands]

Sorry, thinking aloud...

[he shakes his head. it's not her problem; they only just met.]

What about you, Xion? Where do you fit into it all?

[attheclocktower]

[And that question? Actually makes her stiffen a little. Because that... is a very huge, very complicated question. "It all" was such a huge thing anymore, what with Roxas - who is from her time - looking exactly like Ven - who clearly isn't, if his memories could be inside Sora's heart (and possibly some in her too). There used to be Keyblade Masters who could teach others like Aqua, but Xion had no clue how far forward or back that was. Then there was Sora, and Riku, and Kairi and fighting the Heartless. The Organization's questionable motives, and her even more questionable loyalty to them. Not to mention the nature of her own existence...

... she isn't sure she even can explain all that yet, let alone want to try to, yet]

I-I don't know. I'm still figuring a lot of it out.

[Which is perfectly true, on so many levels.

Still... a part of her doesn't feel content, leaving it at that, so she finally adds, very quietly]

I have a Keyblade, though.

[handstands]

[Terra just nods, and smiles kindly.]

That's okay. If I can help, I'd like to. In the meantime, can I see it?

[attheclocktower]

[There's a slight pause as she considers, then... well if she's admitted she has it, there's no real reason not to...

She nods, and lifts her arm up, concentrating and tugging on that bit of power that was so familiar... A moment later, there's a flash of light, there's the Kingdom Key, in her hand.]

[handstands]

[Terra's eyebrows raise, clearly impressed. he looks carefully at every inch before taking in the whole picture of her holding it.]

Looks like a strong Key. Balanced. Looks like it could fit just about any combat style...

What's its name?

[attheclocktower]

[A part of her is a little fascinated. Beyond equipping Gears and seeing their effects, she's never really seen much difference in Keyblades - both Roxas and Sora had same kind as she did. Terra meanwhile, seemed to know what he was talking about. Or maybe that was just the impression she was getting...

She... might be getting a tiny bit flustered. Maybe.]

Kingdom Key, I think...

[because none of this is borderline meta otherwise how would they know the names anyway]