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1st l o s t s o u l ~ [Action/Voice]

[There's a rather strange new feather walking around town right now. For one, she seems to have torn off a strip of cloth from around her new-feather dress to blindfold herself, for whatever reason. Despite that, she seems to be getting around just fine...]

[But that's not all! Even if she weren't wearing the blindfold, she's not even trying to watch where she's going. She's too busy leafing through the journal in her hands, occassionally shaking it as though she expects the voices inside to just fall out. And those of you paying attention over the networks have likely noticed that she is holding it upside down as well.]

[In a moment, she stops walking and lets out a very small sigh before stating the obvious to whomever is listening.] I am no longer in the Stendrion Desert, am I.

[[ooc: If you haven't seen her Permissions post, please please take a look at it! I would really appreciate it! <3]]

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[When she hears Sanji speak, Cheyenne recognizes his voice and gets to her feet, a thoughtful smile on her face.] I can't recall a time when another person has referred to me as "cute".

[Even though she is blindfolded, she's looking directly at him when she speaks.] I only hope I'll be able to find my own clothes... naturally, it's rather difficult for me to find things when I cannot see them clearly.

You must not have many gentlemen where you're from - you deserve every comment.

[Seriously, how could they not think her cute? ... Actually, the parts of his brain not dedicated to swooning are taking note of those words and her direct stare. It's not the slightest bit off, blindfold or not. He wonders if it's only because of his voice]

So you can kinda see them, then? [he turns, eying the stores around the fountain] There are four big buildings here. The one to your immediate right is the school. Next is the grocery. Then the clothing store, and last, the smithy and weapon's shop.

[The people from her world are understandably wary of pretty little things in blindfolds. She turns and looks at the stores as he names them off.] Yes. My way of seeing things is by sense, rather than sight. Although they appear similar, I should be able to memorize which building is which.

[There's a pause as she looks at the weapon's shop.] ...is there a danger here that requires the need for weapons?

Huh. Interesting. [Making a note of that before continuing, walking along, making sure she follows]

You could say that. Most weapons already have owners. They show up here with the New Feathers, waiting to be found.

But a friend of mine makes a bunch, too, for whoever wants to use them. Luceti's far from predictable. [He sounds grave and vaguely annoyed]

You mentioned the experiments before, but I suppose the residents themselves can add to the element of danger as well? [This wasn't exactly a wild guess. The fact that she was here at all was proof enough that not every resident had to be peaceful...]

[Well, peaceful all the time, at least.]

[ is that a blindfold. it may not be black, but it pings Xion anyway.

besides, how can a person wearing a blindfold use the journal? concerned and curious at the same time, Xion decides to head over to her. a new feather could probably use a little assistance, right? though just to double check: ]

Hey... [ headtilting a little at her ] You're new, right? Do you need help?

New? [Cheyenne glances over, curious as to why someone would even try and approach her... unless no one here honestly has any idea what she is.] If it's true that this place is no longer Stendrion, then yes, I suppose I am new.

It's true. At least, the only name I've ever heard for this place is Luceti. [ smiles a little -- even if she's not entirely sure Cheyenne can see it. Though she's looking right at her, the same way Riku was always able to... ] It's a different world than the one you were on before.

[It's hard to tell whether Cheyenne can see the smile or not, since she's returning the gesture either way. Which may seem odd, considering the news she's just been given.]

A different world? How strange. Did I wander into the Enchanted Forest by mistake...? [A pause.] I suppose not. It isn't customary of the Enchanted Forest to steal one's belongings. Is it possible to retrieve the clothing I was wearing before?

Exactly.

This shithole isn't known for being picky when it comes to residents. It'll take all kinds.

[There's a short pause.] ...to be honest, I had already figured this to be the case, seeing as I have wound up here.

Not unless it's somewhere in the middle of this place. [But he's been listening to the above conversations, so he won't bother to repeat the same speech.] Seems like you've already been filled in on that though.

[ He's just glad she's stopped shaking the journal. The small video feed of that was kind of dizzying. 8| ]

[Another voice from the mysterious talking book! He's lucky she figured out how to tell when it's upside down.] If this is indeed another world, then Stendrion is far, far away.

Not that this is something worth showing sadness over. It was a dreadful place.

Is that right? [a glance]

So Cheyenne-chan is an element of danger, too. [he sounds curious, nothing more]

[After taking only a second to consider something, she stops walking.] Sanji, am I correct in assuming that you would not know what I mean when I say I am an illusionist?

I'm sure this place will have its bad days too, given enough time. [But at least now he can partially understand why she's taking it so well.]

[He does mull over the word carefully, just in case. He stops walking with her]

This would be the first time I've heard that term used.

Then, suppose I were to say that I am a monster. Would you be inclined to believe me?

Depends on your definition of a monster. And their motivations.

I've met people the entire world hates, monsters in their own right, and they're some of the best friends I have.

[Not the reaction she was expecting.] ...you mean you aren't afraid?

You'd have to give me a good reason to be afraid first. Calling yourself a monster...

Maaah, I've been called a monster on occasion. Same as my crew. [So that's not gonna cut it]

[She's going to double-take a little there and glance over at Sanji. He looks rather powerful, yes, but to be called a monster...?] Perhaps that word has a far broader definition than I have been led to believe... you do not seem like a monster at all.

And a lot of people would agree with you.

But I've got the potential, you could say. Quite a few of us stuck here do.

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Hm. Then perhaps it would be all right to tell you. [Even if she still needs help and it would be oh-so inconvenient if he ran away...]

Illusionists are monsters that feed on the souls of living creatures. And that is what I am.

[... Admittedly, that's a weighty accusation against oneself]

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