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week two, sunday.

[HELLO, XION... Sometime after the execution, North will be sauntering into the beach with a book in hand. It looks like she intends to plop down and read by the shore, but she stops once she spots Xion. Tilting her head, she blurts out—]

—Oh. It's you.

[The other non-human. The one that shares Naminé's face? Wild.]

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