A whirlwind few days

[needmetoo]

Characters: Xion, Yosuke, Roxas, Aqua, Skulduggery, probably others?
Date: Starting on the 16th, then continuing through the next few days
Location: Fire Sector, Midnight Hotel, somewhere around where the expo used to be, possibly other places?
Situation: XION IS MUGGED. This causes a lot of fallout because she has very protective friends and family
Warnings/Rating: XION IS GETTING SHOT. There might also be Vanitas being an asshole somewhere in here. Also Roxas threatening to punch the faces in of people who hurt Xion.

A. The Mugging - CLOSED to Yosuke Hanamura

Just a quick errand, she'd told Roxas. She still couldn't believe he was here, here. Almost all of her doubts and worries had mostly vanished, once she'd realized how much she'd missed him.

But she had a job, a room she had to pay for. And that job involved running an errand. Not too long, if she hurried. She'd be back within an hour, tops.

And she was hurrying. She was on her way home, running, rushing, when she turned too fast around a corner and ran into a kedan. As she stumbled, attempting to regain her balance, the kedan had grabbed her shoulder, steadying her.

"S-sorry," she stammered, once she'd steadied herself, "I-"

But then she froze. Froze when she found herself facing the barrel of a revolver. The shape may have been different, but she'd seen Xigbar fighting enough times to recognize it. And that was when it'd hit her. The network posts. Akito and his stabbing.

Sure enough, he demanded her soul jewelry, jabbing the front gun at the necklace around her neck.

Except while his hand was still gripping her shoulder, the gun aimed at her was not steady. The kedan was very pale, and his voice shook too. Xion was no great shakes with reading emotions, but every signal pointed to him not wanting to be here. When she'd had the chance to see Akito's network post, he'd said that the ones mugging him had seemed reluctant too.

"I'm sorry, I can't," she told him, "It's dangerous to lose it."

He shook her, voice becoming more insistent. And even though he seemed more desperate than anything, being manhandled as such, plus the gun still aimed tremulously. She summoned her Keyblade in her free hand. A warning.

That's when the hand on her shoulder turned vicelike, and the gun steadied. And something in the region of Xion's gut seemed to be sinking.

"Get off!" she demanded, trying to break away. She didn't want to just attack if the fading hope that he was a reluctant theif was true, but he just wouldn't let go-

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B. The Aftermath - Open! (Expect Roxas to threadjack a lot)

Once Xion had been patched up, she was transplanted to Aqua's room at the Midnight Hotel for bed rest. For the first couple of days, others could pop in, but they'd find a young girl who is very much out of it, and not feeling good in the slightest. Her injury was bad enough, but with her soul gem missing... she'd never been sick before then, either.

At least, when he wasn't out looking for her Soul Gem, Roxas was spending a lot of time basically glued to her side.

Once she got her gem back, however, she started doing considerably better.

Enough that she was liable to slip out of bed and wander the Midnight Hotel, observing those coming and going from the balcony, or else curled up on a couch in the Common Room. Her upper arm was still wrapped in bandages and she probably shouldn't have been out of bed yet, but it was still nice to be moving again. Of course sometimes she really was back in Aqua's room, sometimes asleep, sometimes not, but certainly ready and willing to talk anybody who might stop by. Or anybody who had any particular questions to ask about what happened.

[ooc; This prompt may change a bit when more details about how Xion's being patched up are finalized]

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C. Finding the Soul Gem - Roxas and Aqua and ????

Maybe they manage to find the remains of the Expo in time. Or maybe they - by lucky chance - hear of someone who's trying to find the owner of a soul gem that they found. Either way, the kedan in possession of Xion's soul gem is quite eager to make sure it finds its way home again.

[ooc; maybe you guys should make a comment idk DO THIS PART AS YOU SEE FIT]

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D. Misc.

NONE OF THE ABOVE? Have anything else in mind? I feel like I'm forgetting something too so I might add things later when I think about them.

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B.

[merb]

Stork had gotten the information about where Xion was recouperating from Aqua, who'd also given him more or less permission to stop by and check on her. Their first conversation had been a little rocky, but not ill-remembered. So the pilot is knocking one four-fingered hand on the door, and sticks his head inside.

"Um. Hey."

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Meanwhile Xion herself had been halfway into a doze when she heard the knock on the door, and by the time Stork was entering, she was rubbing her eyes. She tried to use her bad arm to push herself up and to her feet, hissed briefly in pain, before switching arms.

"Oh, hey," she said when she saw who was entering, a bit surprised though not displeased. She just hadn't... honestly expected anybody to stop in, besides those who were already there.

[merb]

Stork sidled into the room, yellow eyes quickly scanning the room as if to ascertain there weren't any immediate threats present. Even still, his posture is perpetually hunched, like he's ready to bolt at any minute, even though he doesn't look that alarmed... that's just his general state.

"Aqua said it would be all right if I stopped by," he said, almost apologetically. "How are you feeling?"

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"Not too bad, I guess," Xion replied. Her own healing had been a bit weaker than normal due to lack of energy, but it was still good for keeping a fair amount of the pain at bay. "Just a little tired."

Not so much sleepy, though she was a bit of that at the moment. Just more... worn down. Recovering took a lot out of someone, especially recovering from something like that.

[merb]

Stork approached the bed, reading into the messenger-style bag he'd taken to wearing crossways across his skinny frame, and pulled out a small, metal biplane and set it down on the bed next to Xion. Although there was no winding mechanism to be seen, giving the prop a quick spin is all it would take to start it up, and it would run indefinitely until it was stopped again.

"This is for you," he said.

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"R-really?" Slowly, Xion reached out to pick the plane up, examining it slowly, carefully. She couldn't help but stare at it in wonder. Planes were something she'd heard about, though never seen up close. Though to be fair, that wasn't what was incredible about this, to her. Gifts were... not really the sort of thing she was used to, in the slightest.

Eventually she lowered it slowly, gently into her lap. A gentle smile crossed her face - she was well and truly touched by the gesture. She'd only met Stork once, on the network. She hadn't thought he would go to all this effort.

"Thank you," she said, quietly.

[merb]

"It's not much," he said, almost apologetically. "In Atmos we call them mobio-toys. They run by themselves because of the mechanics, they don't need recharging or winding."

Unsure what else to say, and feeling like sitting down uninvited was rude, he just stood awkwardly. "Just something to pass the time."

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Unfortunately Xion didn't realize she should've invited him to sit, otherwise she would have. She wasn't used to a lot of those... particular rules of etiquette.

She'd seen flying Heartless before, but not anything that quite looked like a plane. Vaguely she knew what they were, just as she'd somehow known what a candelabra was. And yet even so, the closest equivalent she could really picture was an odd sort of red and yellow ship. And that still looked pretty different.

Gently she brushed her finger over one of the wings, letting it catch and gently flick air as it came free, almost as if expecting to be able to push them up and down. More like a bird's wings, or that of a Tailbunker, or an Avalanche.

"Um..." suddenly she was very sheepish, "How does it work?"

[merb]

Stork lives with a group of teenagers, he's pretty used to forgoing a lot of normal precepts. Glad to have something to do, he stepped closer to the edge of the bed and took the plane in his hands. Using one finger, he demonstrated how to get the propeller going, and then released it gently. It zoomed a circle around the room, and he caught it when it came back, then offered it back to Xion.

"You try."

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Xion's nothing if not a quick learner. It only takes her a little bit of fumbling before she has it flying around the room herself. Her eyes follow it wonderingly, delightedly letting it run the circuit a few times.

"It's amazing," she says, "That you know how make stuff like this."

She hasn't got the faintest of clues.

[merb]

"These aren't so complicated," he replies modestly, although it's clear that he's pleased by the praise. "Most Merb kids learn to build these when they're pretty young. Small things like this have better chances of surviving the constant nautral disasters."