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Who: Namine, Xion, Kefka, (and possibly open to others who want to shop?)
What: The girls need clothes. Xion and Kefka need some downtime.
When: Backdated to yesterday, so before Xigbar kicked everyone out of the hotel (cause I kinda forgot ^^;;)
Where: Clothing Shop That Actually Exists
Warnings: Kefka being a loli hoarder. Girls shopping. Cuteness? Lulz? Gabby becoming a personal shopping butler?
Why was she doing this?
Namine couldn't help thinking that way as she stood in front of the door to the clothing shop. To say she was nervous would probably be an understatement. The girl didn't enjoy this idea one bit as words from both Xion and Axel kept ringing in her head. The man, person, monster who ran this place sounded more worrisome, dangerous and unstable at the moment than an Organization member right now.
But Xion was there, made friends with someone like that (giving Namine her own chilling thought of what it would be like if she and Marluxia were 'friends'). And even though she was well aware of Xion's ability to take care of herself, the Nobody couldn't help but feel a little responsible and worried for the Replica, given it was her memory meddling that created Xion in the first place.
And there was another reason, as she looked down at the hands that fingered the hem of her dress. The last of the clothes in the closet of her hotel room did not fit her body or style very well. She would have probably have to come here eventually.
Taking a couple of extra seconds, she took a deep breath and grabbed the door handle before quietly stepping inside the store and shutting the door behind her.
What: The girls need clothes. Xion and Kefka need some downtime.
When: Backdated to yesterday, so before Xigbar kicked everyone out of the hotel (cause I kinda forgot ^^;;)
Where: Clothing Shop That Actually Exists
Warnings: Kefka being a loli hoarder. Girls shopping. Cuteness? Lulz? Gabby becoming a personal shopping butler?
Why was she doing this?
Namine couldn't help thinking that way as she stood in front of the door to the clothing shop. To say she was nervous would probably be an understatement. The girl didn't enjoy this idea one bit as words from both Xion and Axel kept ringing in her head. The man, person, monster who ran this place sounded more worrisome, dangerous and unstable at the moment than an Organization member right now.
But Xion was there, made friends with someone like that (giving Namine her own chilling thought of what it would be like if she and Marluxia were 'friends'). And even though she was well aware of Xion's ability to take care of herself, the Nobody couldn't help but feel a little responsible and worried for the Replica, given it was her memory meddling that created Xion in the first place.
And there was another reason, as she looked down at the hands that fingered the hem of her dress. The last of the clothes in the closet of her hotel room did not fit her body or style very well. She would have probably have to come here eventually.
Taking a couple of extra seconds, she took a deep breath and grabbed the door handle before quietly stepping inside the store and shutting the door behind her.