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Natalia L.K. Lanvaldear ([personal profile] forkimlasca) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2012-08-15 06:32 pm

Things always happen when you least expect them. [Open/Active]

Character(s): Natalia and YOU!
Content: Arriving-- only to find ruins.
Setting: Ruins of Paixao, near the Muspelheim gate.
Time: Late morning, Week 42.
Warnings: Uh, bossybritches? None, really.


Natalia touched her hand to her lips as she carefully picked her way through the rubble. The gates themselves had looked impressive enough, but... this was what they were supposedly guarding? Something had obviously happened here, and she had the feeling that it had been fairly recent. Were people hurt? Did they need help? As perplexing as she had found her sudden arrival, looking upon the ruined city made her feel that maybe, just maybe, she had been brought here for a very good reason. If she could help, then her annoyance at being brought to this unfamiliar place might have been assuaged, at least a bit.

She gingerly stepped over what appeared to be a fallen lamppost of some kind, tilting her head at the nearest building. Had that been a cafe at one time? Whatever it was, it had certainly seen better days. What, exactly, had caused all of this?
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[personal profile] sceadu_gemynd 2012-08-15 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Zexion would be the first to admit that state of the city was rather less than hospitable. No one had even really begun to make much of an attempt to clean up the ruin. Not that he was surprised. Xemnas didn't seem to much care about the once-fair city, now that the other floors were open or at least hadn't made much of any sort of suggestion that the city was to be rebuilt. It was a shame, really. Surely they still had the original memory-data that had built it in the first place and unless the point was to show people the result of their folly, surely it would be better than bringing people to a ruined city?

Still, the choice wasn't his, as much as he would like to bring it up to someone. But he couldn't trust Xigbar to not bring the matter to the Superior and he certainly wasn't going to trust any of the neophytes. Perhaps if Lexaeus were still around... but no, there was no sense in wasting his time on idle fancy. If he couldn't rebuild the city, he could at least help the lost people who arrived to an empty ruin.

He did not, however, come as Zexion of the Organization. He hadn't been Zexion in public for quite some time, and so it was that when he arrived it was in fair plainer clothes and his normally distinctive hair had been pinned out of his face and then covered with an illusion of light brown hair, pulled back into a short ponytail.