iii -- oo3.

[memorablement]

[ The shopping district... Is no longer the shopping district. Naminé stops, looking up at the towering buildings and just eeriness of it all. She seems momentarily stunned by the sudden change, noted by the small stumble in her step as she turns around ]

First... Now this...

[ She sighs, though she's cut short by the sudden shuffling on gravel a

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[redpaperfan]

[ Well then, Namine is quite the ready runner. ]

You have it handled?

[memorablement]

[ She takes a few seconds to catch her breath, eying the Sphere wearily ]

I... I just want to get out of here. I don't know how I'll... Do that, though.

[ She falls silent again, seemingly trying to catch any sort of rustling that might give away whatever that figure was ]

[redpaperfan]

Preserverance.

Or blind chance.

[ The slightest shrug. ]

Both have worked, if not at the whims of those who wish to leave.

[memorablement]

[ With the rustling gone, she turns and places her hand against what seems to be the wall as a guide and resumes walking at a fast pace ]

Blind chance seems to be on my side quite a bit, so maybe that.

[twilightfell]

[The sound of her voice makes him snap to attention and grab for his Sphere, pulling his scarf down so he can see]

Naminé?!

Listen, it's -- it's not real!

[memorablement]

Not...

... What?

[twilightfell]

[abruptly looks a little uncomfortable, but he nods firmly, frowning]

The vampires aren't real. One of them, uh, came after me. [shakes his head] When I threw a Keyblade at it, it went right through.. they're just holograms like everything else.

[memorablement]

[ She spares a look over her shoulder, pursing her lips is slight disbelief ]

Everything? But it... It all looks real...

[ She lightly brushes her hand over a bricked wall, but it's easy to tell she's still not at ease, holograms or not ]

So how... How do you get around?