Sure, can he be my partner, or is he yours?
Nah, it was for PS2.
Aly looked back at him, her grey eyes curious. He seemed hesitant. She knew she wasn't special, but that was her...suddenly she stood up, wobbling a little. "I have to go outside for a moment, be right back. You boys discuss war tactics." Outside there was a small cat. She smiled as she bent down to pet it, whispering to it gently.
Xion smiled, then nodded. "I have some money, so don't worry." she walked toward the door, waiting for Xathabat. She was in her work clothes, but she didn't mind. She could change into pajamas after she got back.
Xion flinched as blood spattered her face. She ignored Xemnas, reminding herself he was no longer her Superior. Holding her hands above his chest, she closed her eyes, imagining Aerith telling her over and over, what to do. She took a deep breath and pushed in harder, trying to fix things the way they were. Tifa smiled, then nodded. "I'll come back. I may have to bring one of the kids...Denzel's old enough now." she sighed at the thought. She still seemed so small....."But I won't leave for a bit. I have to find Xion and Roxas, make sure they're okay, and figure out a way home."
Muahah- Wait, you actually know what I'm talking about?
Xion was taken aback, her palm glowing. Then she glared right back. "Dammit, are my palms glowing just because I like wasting the energy?" If she hadn't been busy with one part of her mind, she would have pushed the other female. "I'm doing the best I can, but it might not be enough." She glanced back at Demyx and Roxas, then up at Axel. "You'll owe me." she warned the other girl, wincing as her small source of power sank deeper into the man's skin.
Aly flinched, then hugged him back. These guys were so strange. "That explains it." she smiled a little at Rhone, Tyler's arm still wrapped around her. She certainly wasn't going to remove it. "You were quiet." Her headache came back and she rubbed her temples, cursing in her head. She didn't have a gift, she didn't belong. Again.
Either that or whiny member, again. Though I'm not sure that's something to be proud of.
Aly looked down at that. Was that what this place was for? She didn't belong again.."No, I don't." she murmured, looking down at her small hands. The palms stared upu at her, a map of scars and thoughts. She clenched them, then waited to hear the others answers.
Aly looked up. "'She is doing better.'" she replied with a small smile, pulling herself to get on the bed. Shaking her head at Rhone, she pulled Tyler up beside her. He wasn't going to sit on the floor if she wasn't. She cringed at touching him, but did it anyway. If he hurt her, she wouldn't do it again.
Xion looked up at him, her blue eyes haunted. "I heard him inside me." she whispered, her body pulling her toward the strange man. She closed her eyes against the brilliant white object he held, then narrowed them to see against it. Gently sitting beside him, she wondered if she could save him and still help the other two...musing gently, she placed her hands over him, lightly glowing. She could at least ease his pain.
True, that could be fun. I myself have a knack and interest for the pilot type games. One came out for Starwars around when I was eight. Good...
Xion screamed as the future collided, and pressed her face into Demyx's coat, smelling blood. It brought back too many haunting memories. Slowly, bit by bit, the images slowed down, leaving her a headache. She winced as they sluggishly pounded through her brain. "He...he.." she could barely breathe. Tifa nodded, still not looking at him. "I have to go back to Midgar, sometime." she said finally. "Marlene and Denzel miss you, and Barret can't look after things forever. I was going to ask Xion if she and Roxas wanted to stay there."
That staying invisible all night in a personal hell is pretty damn sexy. And a turnon. What do you want me to insinuate?
Sexy. I think I'll be staying invisible for a bit longer.
She smiled sweetly, though there was poison in it. "That's why I came. So how does it feel, being left behind?"
Tifa fiddled with a strand of hair, not looking at him. "Rude found her, when we were walking. He brought her back, under no obligation to us." She looked down at the ground. "She wanted to be buried at home. That's what she mentioned at me once." Tifa sighed. "How is everyone else holding up?" Xion let her eyes slide shut, working hard to repair what she could. "Okay...you shoudl be able to walk, but I can't do anymore if I have to help the other two." she murmured, tucking her hair behind her ear. "But you'll still hurt, just not as bad."
Aly jumped, then shook her head. "I hit his head with mine, by accident." she murmured, blushing. "It was my fault. I'm too skittish." She kept leaning back on the bed, to hide her weakness. It was working so well.
Okay, I'll go do that.
