I feel random:
Riku wasn't in the Organization. So there's no need to even have the argument anyway.
No, Mickey is not Data. So yeah, we get the real one (though is unsure whether we might get to see a Data version of him. There's not much in the info to get by, but the real one will definitely be there). It seems you need the summary and the plot of the game as well:
Axel didn't notice when Zexion had come, simply standing there in the middle, as if waiting for something. It didn't really matter to him anymore, because, he noticed that his body was crucially weakening now. Trying to concentrate his attention on the puddle of blood next to him, he also noted that it got bigger, and he wondered why the blood flow was not stopping. It was starting to look like a pool, and still expanding. His breathing slowing, he tried his best not to close his eyes from being so tired, he didn't want to scare Shigiku more than she was, and while he didn't promise her entirely that he would've left her or die, he wasn't going to. She needed him the most right now, and another blow was the last thing the girl had to see. He just couldn't move to get something to bandage the gash with, and it was hard enough even moving his mouth. The only thing that felt alive was the throbbing of pain that didn't seem to leave in his worthless arm, but it was more relaxed, as he wasn't moving it, and laid it still. Damn, what was it that he was taught? About emergency bleeding? Something about putting it above where your Heart was. In his case, above the chest. Axel couldn't though...he couldn't move it, and he was, honestly, afraid to. Slowly, he shut his eyes, not being able to keep them up any longer as they got more heavy, and stinging. It was just resting, anyway. No harm in that... Tiffany's tears had stopped spilling after a while, her eyes perhaps too sick and weary of crying so much, burning, probably even red, so she took the time to clean up her face. She didn't know what she got herself into, lost, and it was more so because, she was afraid to find out what Axel was. And how did he have these powers. Sure, she had a psychic ability, but any normal human could also do this if gifted enough with the mind. But them...they can wield weapons, and call forth fire, and light, and all other sort of things she had never expected. They weren't normal, she was aware of that. Looking over at the redhead, not knowing what else to really do, her eyes slightly grew, finding that he was looking quite pale, even with the dim hall. That's how white it was. Furrowing her eyebrows in concern, it was there she spotted the big, puddle of blood trailing along the floor in shock, coming from his arm, and it was still dripping. Surprised for a while, she didn't move, until the importance and danger set in on her, and she began to frantically look around her suitcase as she got to her feet, looking for a towel, cloth, anything, that might at least put pressure on the wound and bandage it. That was too much blood loss. It was too much. She knew perfectly well that by this point, something needed to be done or else Axel was in a very fatal situation. Scared and worried, she rummaged around her clothes, which weren't many... Zexion, waited patiently, and in no time, he held a free hand in front of Angel for her to stop as she almost bumped into him from running, right in front of her, the lexicon in the other hand calmly. He eyed her cryptically, wondering if she was thinking how he had appeared from this far, however, he wasn't going to give a explanation just yet. What she needed to know, was, "I'm not a illusion, so don't worry." A shine in his eyes was present, before, in the end, he began to wave around his arm, and the walls and floors seem to swirl and move, resembling a vortex, and the reality had come back, the true walls and floors, and even hall, showing their true colors to her. In the end, when everything was around to normal and dissipated, he put his heavy book away, and made it disappear, done with his small trick. Angel and him were right at the middle of the group that contained Axel, Larxene, Marluxia, Naminé, and many more, looking at them as they were now in the spotlight. Gazing at the girl in front of him blankly, he said, his tone close to amusing, "Well, it seems you've ran back to us automatically. Did you enjoy the exercise?" OOC: Oh yeah :D. Zexion made Angel run in a circle by switching around the paths without her knowing.
It doesn't matter, Mickey won't be data, and since he's in the game trying to figure things out, then we will see it from his perspective at some points. And we already know what Riku was doing in KH1. We will get some information, but no, Coded isn't only going to focus on KH1. It seems I need to post this:
How would you know? Considering we find out what Mickey, and Riku were doing in the small game, obviously, we're going to find some things out. Unless you're talking about actual scenes, and if so, I don't think it matters as long as most mysteries are solved.
No, Coded is set after the events of KH2 when Jiminy returns to Disney Castle to organize the records in his journal. And it was also stated that we will find out what Riku, and Mickey did while in their own, among other things. As far as I know.
I really doubt that Riku was in the Organization. In fact, not even doubt, there's just no way. If that was the case he would've known better what they were doing, had met Axel before, and the Novels (written), really puts down that theory. Also, wasn't it already said that it was Diz, or that Riku and Mickey, gotten the cloaks or was given to them? Yessum. This is another, more clearer, in my opinion, translation: Also, these are interesting, cause, you know, is Axel: Coded, my friend. Coded. AS FOR THE RUMOR OF FF7: Is the DKΣ3713 for Remake 7? Source: http://ffkh.onlinfo.net/2008/08/dissidia-ff-3.html#comments
OOC: I don't what to make of that scene at all xD. I just wonder why Nomura put it there in the first place, knowing how the reaction was going to be. Or if he knows there are some Larxel fans. Sure, Larxene sounded flirty in the original, but is not like the pixel ever got close to him. Yet, in Re: CoM, she was all over the SEXI, with what she wanted to accomplish or not. Not to mention, she seemed fairly glad, and almost like she wanted Axel to join them. But that's the beauty of Nomura. Or not. We can interpret that as we like. Larxene scoffed, breath flaring, wondering if he was serious. It was amazing to her, how every time he opened his mouth he proves he's a idiot. It didn't make the insults any smaller, however, and if he wanted tongue lashing right now, he was going to get some. Thoroughly. She had no qualms with that. Nevertheless, her scowl deepened when he kept getting nearer to her, making her feel slightly agitated, and even tensed, though she didn't back down or step back, and in turn, really, her palm itched to hit him. He probably expected it with that cocky smirk on his face, he just didn't know where. Her hate just kept growing and growing, to the point where she was now getting pissed off, wanting to rip him apart like those worthless Heartless. Damn it, he was so...intolerable. Couldn't he just die? Her jaw clenching, before she could do anything to expose her said dislike, maybe a battle, finally, all she heard was running stomps coming to them, and a slight cry, when she suddenly found herself whisked away, just hairs as the Behemoth went pass them. The problem with this was, who had whisked her away. As her body felt numb with shock, all she could do was watch as Axel put her down, then head off to finish the mongrel, leaving her there listlessly. Yet, her concentration wasn't really on that, if at all. Her eyes wide, as she gazed at him blankly, her thoughts were in disarray, too stunned. Why...why did he do that? As far as she knew from personal experience, he never cared for her, or anyone else, other than XIIIth. Now, when he didn't even need to, he went out his way to get her out of danger? That had to be a lie. In fact, complete bull. She wasn't going to fall for it anymore. She didn't trust him, and she never will again. She had learned too long ago she had to depend on herself, and no one else, and it was a miracle of how he had managed to gain it the way he had done. How she was blinded. Even she wasn't that trusting to Marluxia himself. She also didn't need to be saved like a weak, damsel in distress, needed to be pulled away like she couldn't have evaded it herself. This was probably even one of his tricks, maybe getting her into his good side, just so he could stab her in the back again, for all she knew. Her expression darkening more at the thoughts, her anger raising up high to a extent, pondering what the hell he was trying to pull, she just snarled at the remark he gave her when he was finished. In a fit, she threw herself at him, pushing him back to the floor into a slam, trapping him between her legs around his waist as she hovered above him in a manner of seconds, hand in his neck, tight. With a blazing, chaotic shine in her eyes, as her face glowered angrily, she spat in a low, sinister tone, "First off, I suggest you think before you speak, because you sound like a idiot, especially when you think you have it all figured out. Second, I hardly put any lightning into the water, and while it gave it strength enough, it does not mean that I couldn't do the attack with that amount of power myself. Unless you want to be the special guinea pig for me to prove it to you righ there and now. You have no idea what I can do or am capable of. So yes, I don't need your help, I didn't need you to be a hero, and I don't need anyone else. Third, 'frankly', maybe you've forgotten that you had your @ss handed to you royally and fried by that 14 year old boy, his tempermental duck, and his weird damn dog. So shut the hell up, and notice your own pitiful failure. This is not counting how many times Roxas has kicked your @ss here, so I suggest you save yourself the trouble of making yourself look more like a babbling fool." Her hold around his throat progressed into more of a iron grip, digging into his skin as she continued, "And I have no doubt you got your just deserts when I figure just how the hell you died. You know why? Because karma is a b!tch, and I know it got back to you twofold." With that, and a raised eyebrow at his stupidity, she roughly let go of him as she knew he was barely breathing well, gazing at him brutally, before getting up swiftly, and off of him, not giving him another glance as she turned, and walked off deep into the entrance. Their job was done anyway. Her eyes stung, her sight blurring, as she went up the slopes, her mind was in a haze, and she really wanted to shred something.
OOC: Lol xD. I'm glad things haven't changed. And yah, is like, 4 o' clock already D:. Kind of reminds me back in the past, where we used to stay up at lot when Rivals was at its best. Axel frowned instinctively at the mention of Larxene, at least, outloud. It just hit him even more at what happened the night after the dance, where everything was fine, they were kissing, and, it might've actually led to more if he wasn't so guilty about the lip lock he gave Rei then, despite that it was to really permanently settle it. It was all because of his big mouth. He shuddered at the memory, of when she took her hand away, and looked at him so coldly, not to mention, left him. His eyes turning away from the black haired girl sadly to look at the ocean, the breeze blowing through his hair and skin as the hurt flowed within him of how horrible he felt that time, he took a moment again, his stomach quite sick. It made him fear it, if Larxene will ever speak to him again, of what will she say. Axel didn't want it to end. And, he was sure she didn't want it to either. Actions spoke louder than words. Attempting to focus back on what Rei was saying, he wondered just what was it that hoe told her about Larxene, or how it made her ask this question, yet now that things were made clearer, he thought he could answer it. It was just admitting what he had felt at that second when she kissed him. A sense of regret filled him at the realization, yet, he kept in mind that he didn't instigate it this time as well. This was a chance to put things down on the table, and that way, he would not feel like he was leading Rei on when he had been honest with her. Hands still in pockets, he didn't turn to face her. Rather, he preferred to just peer at the scenery in front of him. Thinking of how to word it, he sighed once more, something he'd been doing lately. "If what you want to know, if I felt anything...then yes." It was there his eyes went to stare at her on their own, knowing that this needed to be said full, face, and center. He was reluctant, but continued in a low voice, "I'm attracted to you, Rei, I have admitted that. Maybe slight romantic affection, I suppose. When you kissed me...I desired you, to say the least. It couldn't be helped, and to be truthful, if you continued, I'd probably given in..." He stopped, feeling even more disgusted with himself, though the promise of not being unfaithful to Larxene again maybe would've made him halt. At the thought of the blonde female that had enraptured him, he went to say, almost in need and curiosity, "I'm not certain...if you want to know what my thoughts on Larxene are, if that's what you were looking for. To get it off our backs, I'm going to be straight up with you. My feelings for her are strong, Rei. Just right now, with thinking of her, I want to be right beside her. She's probably still mad at me, though..." Axel have her a apologetic expression, but this was the way it was, and it was to get things out there, instead of guessing. He shut his eyes dismally, as he added, "Either way...I want to know, what did Denise say to get this topic out?"
OOC: Lol xP. I LOVE her voice, period. Her cute giggles (cause they are cute despite the amount of them) are one thing, but her Japanese voice is adorable. =3. Absolutely adorable. She sounds like a little girl at times, airy, young, innocent, which I guess fits the "Nymph" factor (not the Savage). Though we all know she's the opposite. A good example where it makes me go "Aw", is, after she shushed Axel by putting her finger on his lips (damn it, Larxene! THOSE ARE MINE!! :yelling: *coughs*), where she said to him to keep quiet before she portalled out. Away from that, though, your descriptions are fine. I'm sure you could put more fighting in there, but if you want to keep the paragraphs short, keep it. I can't do that >.<. How are mine? And Pika, how in the WORLD, did Demyx have any lightning anything? >.> (Larxene didn't summon at all, and water doesn't have lightning) I'm going to keep one more alive, as Larxene destroys it right now, then one for Axel, that way, we can all have a turn :/. Naminé reverted her eyes from Roxas, to Repliku, and then to Ansem, noting that he sounded serious. However, she was kind of waiting for the decision of the group itself before heading out to speak for them all, if not, just Roxas. He was the most affected before by him, and the boy was truly unpredictable. She smiled amusingly at that. However, it was now confirmed that the Organization was back, and as expected, there was a much stronger force at work here. In the way, the man was where they can get answers, and if they can go with him for that, then it was enough. "Good, good," Xemnas muttered with a nod, satisfied with the statistics so far, as he dispersed his Aerial Blades. Now that this room was clear, and it seems, everything was heading back into order by itself, he could calm. He did not understand Maleficent's need to provide worthless oppositions, because as it seems, she needed to see that they weren't ones to her low level of power. Nevertheless, he got his throne back, and with that, he glanced over to Xigbar sternly. "Very well. As there's nothing much else to do, I'll either go to the Proof Of Existence, or the Altar Of Naught. Kingdom Hearts is still there, as...ruined as it still is. Actually, I might even go to...search, and figure out the occurrence that has given us this second chance. I might have a answer that I have yet to remember. I just know it relates to the body, soul, and heart, the process." A sense of silence plundered the empty room at the mention, the memory very much ingrained in his head, before stating, "As I said before, you can do as you wish. We all did fine work today, so after the three others are done, we can explore until further notice of the members still asleep." Larxene was too focused in the rampaging Behemoth not to notice Axel's entrance. However, she did hear his words, making her mark the fact that he was here to bother her nonexistence. As she moved, ignoring him for the moment, she led the gigantic Heartless mammal to a greater puddle that can fit it entirely. She had to jump only once as the beast stomped, sending a shockwave throughout the floor, before her boots splashed in the body of liquid where she landed. Like the moron it was, it quickly followed her, stopping right in front of her as it was about to give one of his attacks again. Grinning at it poisonously, cracks and flickers of static and electricity came from her foot, before a boom of thunder was heard on the sky above. The Behemoth suddenly let out a loud, dying cry as a strike of lightning spiraled down to it in not even a second, but less, creating a white flash, and then touching the damp conductor. In a sudden, amazing, eruption, a hurricane of electricity covered the Heartless in what seemed to be a stupendous explosion, expanding on the body of water as it covered both her and the creature in a ball. The light was too much of a flare for her eyes to keep open, especially being inside, so she shut them. The lightning didn't affect her. In all honesty, it made her feel "charged up", tickling her skin and made her shiver at the energy, the tiny hairs at the back of her neck standing. It was because of this she always had her blonde locks slicked back. The last thing she needed was it sticking up in a afro. Nonetheless, just like that, with a last howl from the victim, she felt the burst disappeared, the shine gone as quickly as it came, and finding it safe, reopened her eyes slowly. It was in time to see the Behemoth finished disappearing, as a pink Heart that could rival its own size rose up, per usual. Her doe, aquatic eyes trailing on the Heart momentarily, she blinked, noting that it was one Behemoth down, and two more to go. Reminding herself that Axel was here, while the water was still high in voltage as sparks flew around the wet surface, the first thing she did was give him a tight glare as she stepped away, her lips in a frown. He might've been saved from dying a second time by Xemnas from her hands, but by hell, she was yet to make him suffer. Oh, how she desired it. Was it possible that just looking at him made her hatred rise up like molten lava for being a Nobody? She didn't even hesitate as she snapped at him harshly, "Leave." It was commanding, though she didn't give a damn. Larxene eyed him with narrowed, cold orbs. "Your help isn't needed, or asked for, or even invited into a team. We can easily handle this ourselves, as demonstrated. You can just go and dream fantasies of your blond 15 year old addiction. I'm sure it will ease you." Her eyes hardened as she stared at Demyx slumped, having taken one down himself by drowning it. Or he did something, she didn't see how he defeated it. Just that he did.
OOC: EPIPHANY? Now? o.O *eyes narrow suspiciously* What are you planning? And sorry for the delay, been caught up with the news of 358/2 Days and the 14th member being Xion or whatever. Axel could sense her coming, disrupting the serene atmosphere he was in, though he remained silent, feeling his heart speed up in anxiousness, his nerves acting up. He wanted to move his body, but it was too drained, and numb with all the emotions it had felt during the minutes, maybe a hour, that passed by. Damn..."crap" was the only form to describe his state of health. He still hadn't worked up a way to explain to her the things he's done without giving a white lie or so more, and it didn't feel right to, with the event that just transpired. It's best, that if you have nothing to good to say, then say nothing at all. Because, honestly, there would be nothing good to say, except that he doesn't sleep around back and forth anymore. Axel didn't know how much of that will hold. Trying to calm himself, as he decided not to make excuses, or even speak about it at all, he let his eyes still rest, feeling her sitting next to him, the movements creaking on the wood under his ear. He halfway wondered who was going to begin, yet, since he was pretending to be out of it, as he had no idea how to even start, he hoped she would. In the end, he heard her speak, and he held his breath, holding it in until she had finished, and his heart did a dance when she had said she did not want to talk of what occurred. Good. That makes two of them. He was glad, for that. It would only ruin their already spiraling trip. Nodding slightly in response to the question she wanted to ask, giving a gloomy sigh, he stayed there, curious. He then suddenly found a warm breath close to his mouth, soft hair tinkling in his cheek as a shadow loomed over his head. Before his brain could even process what it meant, his lips were captured with hers gently, making him snap open his eyes in shock, his body giving a jump from the unexpected move. As she shifted her mouth against his own in the kiss, he laid still, unmoving, something shivering around his spine, making his skin crawl with a craving, his stomach swelling with something...well, not his stomach precisely. More under. As she pulled away all too quickly, way too quickly, he just stared at her blankly, not able to unfreeze his limbs as he just stared. And Well. He just...stared. Hearing her inquiry, however, was enough to wake him up, and his green eyes fluttered as they blinked, the question sinking in. Axel studied her face, finding her expression serious, if not a bit high strung, yet...she was truthfully and sternly looking for a answer. For him to tell her where she stood with him at the now, in their relationship. This was the moment of reality? Already? Somehow, he wished she went ahead and interrogated him about his past...it would've been much better than this, and easier. No contest. With this...he couldn't play the ignore card. Swallowing tightly, not losing eye contact, he finally shifted it away to the boardwalk as he now supported himself with his arm on his side, biting his lip nervously. He let out a breath, shaking his head a little. Another kind of emotion filled him, and spread throughout his whole being, that of dread, uneasiness, and tension, and as he didn't respond, he felt his forehead feeling some perspiration for having been placed in this type of pressured situation. Why...did she had to question him about it now? After all that? Was she attempting to make him get a haircut like Zexion's, wear dark clothes, and hide in a emo corner? Because...that sounded really tempting now, he couldn't deal with all this at once. And now he had to worry on hurting her on top of everything else he was distraught about? This was bull. Gazing at the wood for awhile, he then made his way to sit right up, a bit weakly, and lazy, but otherwise okay, only to stand up right after, getting leisurely on his feet, and dusting off his trunks, not showing any signs of pain from his knuckles and hand this time, though he felt a sharp agonizing strike on them as they moved. Composing himself, he proceeded to gaze over at the horizon of the sea deeply, the light shining on the smooth and bright surface of the water, pondering on what to say. As a harsh wind picked up, oddly mirroring what he was feeling as it blew his unbuttoned shirt back, pants, to the point where he had to squint his eyes from the force, he ran a hand through his red hair, before putting it inside of the bathing trunks' pockets, along with the other. His eyes quivered, finding this hard, as he sighed again. "Damn it, Rei..." He had whispered that to himself in trepidation, not knowing what to do, and afraid of her reaction. Not that it was so bad, really, but it wasn't in the same level at all as she felt for him. Finally, after wasting time enough, he glanced over his shoulder at her, saying quietly, "It depends what do you mean by feel." He smirked, though only halfheartedly. "That puny thing wasn't much to go by." Axel eyed her, before questioning her himself, "But it still stands. What you mean by feel. I thought I told you?"
ZOMG. ZOMG. The excitment! Xion? Wow, that does sound like a fanfic. But another Kairi look-alike >.>. Interesting. I hope to see screenshots, especially from other members, because so far, it's been empty except for Roxas, who is the main character. And Axel. Who's getting more exposure than the rest, as always. Thanks for the heads up! I heard that Aqua sounds like the Japanese voice of Pain from KH2, Megumi Toyoguchi. As for the 14th member: Nio Noi Oin Oni Ion Ino
OOC: Uh? Who's that other sexy b!tch? ;P That, and I think I might have Larxene's dress for the masked ball. I wnat to see if it's worthy. "Naminé..." Roxas muttered to himself quietly, sounding a bit dazed, not saying much of anything else as he simply eyed her still, this time, intently. He didn't move as he watched her, repeating her name once more as if it was a lost remnant of a word that was foreign to him. It was odd, it was like he'd seen her before, but, this was the first time they ever met. Roxas now truly felt, that he had found what he was looking for when coming here, and he knew, inside, that she was it. That calling that drove him to this very floor. And somehow, this girl meant to him much more than he anticipated with only bumping into her accidentally. Not only was there a connection between them, something that pricked his skin hauntingly the moment he touched her, yet it was closely like...not that he believed in that. Love at first sight was a delusion. Especially as they didn't have hearts. Maybe it was something else. One thing was for certain, however: he was curious about her. And he wanted to find out more, if he could. It was at this moment he got out of the trance he was in, a blink of his eyes once as he gazed at her, seeing her acting so jittery and nervous, and he automatically shook his head, his lips curving into a small smile at her actions. "It's okay. I wasn't looking where I was going either. Is not fully your fault." His smile grew, as he introduced himself, pointing a finger to his chest as in the gesture. "I'm...Roxas." Giving her a reassuring expression, he shifted his vision to what she was holding as he tilted his head, a sketch, and clothes tainted with...blood. Studying them thoroughly, he found them somewhat recognizable, and he couldn't really think from where. Who could be bleeding that much... Wait. Inwardly gasping, his eyes now widen in realization, his mouth opened in a small gape as the connection between the object and her expanded on his mind, and he slowly raised his sight back on Naminé, his chest clenching, in anticipation, in anxiousness, and in discovery. Roxas needed to make sure, though, because if this was who he thought she was... In a tight voice, though quite weak, he asked sternly, "Who...who do these clothes belong to?"
Wow. That is...wow. That is the most weirdest accident ever. I mean, your ankle sprains, and then your other one, and then your leg? o.O OMG. I would've died. Seriously. Hope you feel better. It's amazing how things happen, really. More so with the mountain one. Thank goodness I never tried to kill myself with volleyball (not that I'm safer playing it >.<), though I've been wanting to. I never made a awesome save. One or two girls made awesome saves. And you know we love your rants xP. And yeah, tty tomorrow :3. Night!
You mean, you've actually read some of them? xP I've been quite lazy too, another reason why I last so long, Ah wellz. But, how did you get your leg hurt in volleyball? >.> I remember my gym class, and volleyball. It was EPICZ. I swear is like we were trying to kill each other (we sometime used fist to hit the ball too, and it smahses into the ceiling, the walls, etc. It takes you hitting it softrr for you to get the distance right). I bumped my boyfriend hard in the head two times, and my glasses, back then, almost broke when the ball slammed right into my forehead and the bridge of my nose. Gah, that hurts. I myself am guilty of smacking some people around with a volleyball when hittng it accidentally. That's the most dangerous sport to play in school. Geez.At least, my mine was. Almost everyone loved it (other than Basketball) Actually, I did hit one time on purpose, because there were these girly girls, you know, sitting around in their gym uniforms on the edges of the floor around the coners, WHERE WE ARE PLAYING VOLLEYBALL. And screeching every time one comes near them, and even complaining to watch out. So I went and hit one on purpose, more than one, from then on, for being complete utter mindless idiots. Everyone laughs when one gets hit, though D:. Me to xD. Hell, I laughed at myself. Man, I think that's what I miss most. The death of volleyball that was in my high school gym class.
Yeah. Only because it seems like I can't write a post that isn't five paragraphs xD. That takes me long. And I take breaks too, either to listen to music or do something else ^^:. It is weird without ICSP here. I miss him *sniff*. All we can do is wait, and hope that he pops out and say, "HI!8D" Or post one of his videos.
Don't know o.O. Probably cause I don't post here as usual. And we go through PMs, mostly D:. Now, anyway. ICSP! Come back! I'm going emo here.
Naminé was about to take cover when she knew the weird mouse was angry by its expression, and even got ready as if to pounce, or do anything that it can, as it hunched forward, and seem to focus on his cheeks. However, it did appear hurt, with his fur missing, and even a bump, and before the thing could do anything, it fainted, falling back in a small thud. Blinking, she stared at the creature for a moment, not sure what to make of it as she stuck beside Kairi. In the end, she raised her nicely shaped leg, and then poked it softly with her foot. It didn't move, and with this, she cautiously lifted her head up, peering at it. Just what...was it? It looked like a mouse...but mice were usually tiny, or something, right? Actually, now that she thought about it, the yellow thing did look cute...adorable. And it was harmed. Either way, she wasn't certain what to do. It might've attacked her, after all.
