misrecalled_tdms | Misrecalled TDM 5

Auradon

Take It or Leaf It

Autumn had begun to set in in Auradon. Normally, for the residents of Auradon Prep it would be a time for bonfire parties, drinking mulled cider, certain dances, festivals, and other seasonal events; as well as chatting about the latest fashion trends in jackets and scarves. But with the current situation and the lack of groundskeepers, Autumn meant that it was time for something else: raking leaves. There were quite a few trees on the grounds and most of them had been turning a variety of bright, fiery colors over the past two weeks. And as was usual for the season, those leaves were rapidly beginning to cover the ground. Which for better or worse meant that it was time for the Misrecalled to grab some rakes and get to work. At least there'd be one - or more - awesome leaf piles for anyone inclined to jump into one at the end of it.

Going Nuts

It wasn't all bad news though. Because while none of the trees on the grounds bore any seasonal fruit, a few of them did bear nuts. And with the coming of cooler weather, those nuts were ripe for the harvesting, many of them beginning to drop off the trees. So those not up to raking could grab a basket and go out to do their best impression of a squirrel, gathering nuts to store away for later. The results would both be tasty and a welcome addition to the school's food supply.

Isle

Holding On the Line

Most of the Isle's food supply these days came from the sea. Which, for many of its residents, meant that their days were often spent staring at a line in the water, waiting and hoping for a nibble. This was dull enough at the best of times assuming one wasn't an avid fisherman, but even more so when the fish were being uncooperative. And the latter was definitely the case today, with most of those fishing having not had a bite in hours. Did that prompt complaints? The desire to give up and go take a nap? Pointed critiques of each other's fishing technique? Or were you one of the lucky buggers who actually caught something and you're in the mood to gloat about it to the others to annoy them?

Heck for Leather

If there was one staple of Isle fashion aside form its general raggedness, it was the inclusion of leather. And why not? After all, leather was sturdy, hard wearing, and a must for pirates and punks alike. It made one look cool and tough and totally not like they had escaped from the set of a made for TV movie aimed at teens and tweens. But with access only to what was left in the lockers, it was in somewhat limited supply. There was, however, a solution to this; making their own. The recent killing of party-crashing alligator had provided not only meat but a tough, scaly hide ripe for leather making. With a bit of help from Yen Sid's chemistry supplies and some good old fashioned elbow grease of course.

Or if leather wasn't one's style, there was also the bones and teeth. After all, nothing said 'heck yeah, I'm a villain' quite like a few skeletal accessories. And they would also make for some very handy tools if one knew how to shape them. So many possibilities, so few alligator bits...

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

From:

nobodys_puppet

"Different scares me too," she said. "But Axel will want to see you. We're best friends, right?" She asked, looking at him desperately.

From:

rexien

He couldn't help but smile just a little bit at her insistence. Though he wasn't quite ready to lift his head. "Right. Best friends. Forever."

From:

nobodys_puppet

She nodded. "I don't know why.... why you keep appearing and vanishing..." she said, still clinging. "But no matter what we're always best friends. Even when you don't remember," she added softly.

From:

rexien

Roxas nodded. He may always seem to be a step behind, but as long as he kept running, eventually he would catch up, right? "Then let's go find Axel."

From:

nobodys_puppet

She nodded and started walking, not letting go of his sleeve. "We... we need to see if I drain you here..." she whispered. "If I do... I won't use magic or my Keyblade or anything..." she promised.

From:

rexien

He followed after her. An image surfaced in his mind at her comment. Xion's face, stoically blank as she stared at him. 'Roxas, that's a stick.' He remembered that stretch of time, how exhausted he'd felt. It made more sense in his head as Xion shaped puzzle pieces slotted back into place. "Thank you. Just... make sure you look out for yourself too, okay? I'll be fine."

From:

nobodys_puppet

She shook her head. "So long as you and Axel are with me and okay... I don't matter..." not how she meant to say it, but it meant about the same thing.

From:

rexien

He frowned at her. "Xion, don't say that. You matter. You matter to me and Axel. We're only okay if you're okay. Think of it like that if you have to." He would rather she could see that she mattered because she was important, but that seemed like a big conversation, and he was exhausted from everything else today. He needed to make sure she wouldn't do anything stupid, like not protecting herself because she thought it might hurt Roxas.

From:

nobodys_puppet

Oh a very very big conversation. One Lea and Vexen have been working with her for a while.

She closed her eyes, hand tightening on his arm. "It's my turn to protect the two of you," she whispered.

From:

rexien

Roxas didn't have anything to say to that. It seemed to him like they all should be protecting each other. He followed after her and made a silent promise that he wouldn't let her do any sacrificing. Not for him, or anyone.

From:

nobodys_puppet

Since he wasn't arguing, she went back to leading, looking for Axel. Hopefully he wasn't with a lot of Somebodies... "There... are Somebodies here who say they know us," she said softly, realizing that she should warn Roxas.

From:

rexien

"Us? How?" If Xion was mentioning it, he assumed it wasn't anyone they'd met during their time with the organization.

From:

nobodys_puppet

"I don't know... but one of them even has a Keyblade!" she whispered, eyes wide under her hood.

From:

rexien

"Really? Does Axel know them too?" He'd completely forgotten they were on a search, his attention trained on Xion at the surprising news.

From:

nobodys_puppet

She stopped walking also to nod. "He talks to her. A lot." Tried to make her talk to her too.

From:

rexien

He didn't like the way his insides felt at Xion's words. "A lot?" The sinking in his chest was similar to things he knew how to describe, but this feeling wasn't quite one that he recognized. He tried to push it out of the way. "Is she nice?"

From:

nobodys_puppet

"I don't know. I... still don't understand what nice is..." she admitted. Every time she thought she had it figured out, Axel told her that someone she thought was nice wasn't. Xigbar. That Somebody with the Car from Diatu and the Train who told her not to read... She was confused.

From:

rexien

Roxas wasn't quite sure on that himself. He knew Hayner, Pence, and Olette had been nice. He was confident of that. Just, not the why... He didn't know what it was that made them nice. One thing he was pretty sure on, was that nice people helped others. The pieces he had of Sora's memories made that much seem pretty clear. Again just not so much the what... What kind of help? Roxas was starting to understand some things, but mostly it just left him more confused, with more questions. He shrugged at Xion. "I don't think I do either, but, I think someone Axel spends a lot of time with would be nice... Because well, he's nice right?"

From:

nobodys_puppet

"Does... that mean we're... nice...?" She was so. very. confused.

From:

rexien

Roxas nodded, more sure than he felt. "I think so. We can ask Axel if he thinks so." Which reminded him they were supposed to be looking for a certain tall redhead. "We should keep looking."

From:

nobodys_puppet

"Okay. Axel would know. Axel knows everything," she said with a nod as if that was irrefutable evidence.

From:

rexien

"Exactly, c'mon." He started off in a similar direction as they'd been travelling before, angled a bit more towards the large building. He'd spotted a door a bit further down the yard. He tugged on Xion's sleeve so she'd walk with him.

From:

nobodys_puppet

She nodded, walking with him. "Apparently one of the castles here is something called a school," in case Roxas didn't know what a school was. "But this one isn't floating."

From:

rexien

"Do most schools float?" Roxas had some idea of what a school was. In the fake Twilight Town he'd gone to one with Hayner, Pence, and Olette, but they'd been on summer break, and the fake memories weren't solid enough for him to really go off of. All that was left was a loose idea and a hatred of 'homework'. He was pretty sure that school hadn't floated either though.

From:

nobodys_puppet

"The other one we were at did. You... You really don't remember it?" she asked softly. "With the weird places to sleep with lots of Somebodies and the eagulls and..." She stopped herself from saying either of the other two things that had come to mind. Isa... and the bullies. She really didn't want to talk about either of those things, really.