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[week four - monday]
[ Well. Once the. Horse situation is dealt with, Xion is free to go about her day. At least there aren't any corpse trees or body-burning bonfires today, that's nice. ... actually, it's a little eerie. Why isn't something happening? How unsettling.
(Unless the horse was Monday's Thing this week, and Xion doesn't know how she feels about that.)
Well, anyway. She has some things she wants to do. Hobble-hopping around is just ... so slow, but with how much she's abused her heel since she broke it she's in more pain than ever. Hannibal is helping her with that (who knew such a helpful thing like pain medication existed?), but she's still trying to take care. Even if it's frustrating and makes her feel extremely restless.
At the very least, she can find Milla, right?
You're accusing him based on the exact same reasons you could accuse me, but you won't accuse me!
. . . I'm sorry.
Yeah, they ... they need to talk.
Xion's not sure she's ready for this, but she might never feel ready, and Milla is -- Milla is her friend, one she cares about very much. She won't just let this go, no matter how complicated she feels inside. The ... only problem is finding her. Being only barely able to move around in the first place makes her reluctant to head out exploring the town unless she's positive Milla isn't in the hotel, so she decides to comb the place first. Habit brings her to the library, and...
... well, wouldn't you know it.
Seeing her makes Xion freeze up - at least, until she squares her shoulders. Gently: ]
Hi, Milla.
(Unless the horse was Monday's Thing this week, and Xion doesn't know how she feels about that.)
Well, anyway. She has some things she wants to do. Hobble-hopping around is just ... so slow, but with how much she's abused her heel since she broke it she's in more pain than ever. Hannibal is helping her with that (who knew such a helpful thing like pain medication existed?), but she's still trying to take care. Even if it's frustrating and makes her feel extremely restless.
At the very least, she can find Milla, right?
You're accusing him based on the exact same reasons you could accuse me, but you won't accuse me!
. . . I'm sorry.
Yeah, they ... they need to talk.
Xion's not sure she's ready for this, but she might never feel ready, and Milla is -- Milla is her friend, one she cares about very much. She won't just let this go, no matter how complicated she feels inside. The ... only problem is finding her. Being only barely able to move around in the first place makes her reluctant to head out exploring the town unless she's positive Milla isn't in the hotel, so she decides to comb the place first. Habit brings her to the library, and...
... well, wouldn't you know it.
Seeing her makes Xion freeze up - at least, until she squares her shoulders. Gently: ]
Hi, Milla.

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[that couldn't happen again. it wouldn't happen again]
[her resolve has returned by Monday morning. Milla had accepted responsibility for her part in the disaster that was the trial, and vowed to continue fighting in order to make it up to those she had wronged. if she gave up now, then what would the purpose of Tarvek and Nisha's (impeding?) deaths be. . .? she couldn't just let them be for naught]
[and so, she would continue fight]
[but even if she had resolved her personal conflicts, there were still people she needed to speak with. Xion was one of those people. . . and although Milla had intended to contact her by the end of the day to try and make things right, her voice from the library doorway still takes her by surprise]
Ah--
[Milla's gaze snaps up from the book she was reading (a cookbook, with the focus being on steak and steak related recipes)]
Xion!
[and while Milla is normally pretty good at remaining composed, she doesn't mask her surprise this time around]
Good morning! Are you sure you should be walking around, though?
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