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[dressofheaven]

[It starts with an unfamiliar woman walking up to the Breeding Centre in Goldenrod. She looks around for a bit, as if checking the place out, then puts her hands on her hips.]

Well, I think I just figured out what's going on.

[A few moments later, she's gone. Where? Well, it's fourth wall weekend. She could be anywhere.

Including right behind you, leaning over your shoulder and grinning.]

Hi!

[OOC: Route Future!Ilya is a go! Responses will come from feelmyheaven. Everyone is welcome! Meet her at the Centre, wherever your character is, trapped in a cave somewhere, doesn't matter.]

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[beholdmydemons]

[Setting: ...eh, how about Olivine

Current mood: HOLY SHIT WHAT THE FWHY WOULD YOU DO THAT

Walter is almost immediately three yards away with his sword drawn and an alarmed "Guh!" choked out, eyes darting around frantically to assess just what it was that appeared behind him.

...Oh. Lady, what the hell are you doing? He sounds startled and incredulous when he responds, still half-poised to start swinging his sword at things.]

P-pardon?!

[A few yards away, Gucumatz lifts its head from a nearby dumpster it's coiled around and investigating, staring unblinkingly with a curious crooning noise.]

[feelmyheaven]

You're pardoned.

[She seems utterly unfazed by the fact that he's got a sword pointed at her, just grinning like a fool.]

You should really put that away though. You might hurt yourself. [Turning to the snake/dragon/demon thing, she tilts her head in curiosity.] That's not a Pokemon I recognize...

[beholdmydemons]

[Rude.

And rude. Walter pulls a face at the mocking comment, tightening up his stance into something more useful and less haphazard. Whether he needs the sword or not right now, now he's definitely not putting it down. Call it an act of spite.

Gucumatz tilts its head slowly, feathers all rustling as it uncurls itself and slithers up to loom over the top of the dumpster. It speaks up in a deep animal growl.] HUMAN LOOKING AT ME?

[feelmyheaven]

[And as soon as the great beastie speaks Ilya perks up and walks over to it, now completely ignoring Walter. You know, as if she wasn't rude enough already.]

I am. You're quite fascinating, you know. [Raising a curious eyebrow, she adds:] You aren't a Pokemon at all, are you?

[beholdmydemons]

[RUDE...

But, well, this wouldn't be the first time that one of Walter's demons has gotten into a conversation, though it's usually with other demons in the midst of battle. He's not sure he likes this, but he'll just...watch for now. Not much else he can do.

The serpent's expression is mostly frozen on its intricate mask, but its jaw can certainly open - and it does, into a large and very sharp grin.] NOT POKEMON. NOT ANIMAL. I DEMON. I GUCUMATZ! [It rears up a little higher, fanning out its feathers.] YOU SCARED?

[feelmyheaven]

Oooooo, a real demon? I've never met one before! [She beams happily, almost like a kid meeting Santa Claus. She doesn't even seem to acknowledge the question about being scared, mostly because she figures it should be quite obvious she's not. At all.]

It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Ilya. Ilyasviel von Einzbern. [And she... curtsies. Quite well, actually.]

[beholdmydemons]

[.....

Gucumatz lowers his head, draping his neck over the dumpster almost casually.] YOU GOOD MANNERS. WASTE TO EAT YOU. [He rumbles.] BUT YOU NOT GET HOPES UP. ME ALREADY FIGHT FOR SOMEONE. WE JUST TALK.

[feelmyheaven]

Oh I wouldn't try to steal you from your current summoner. [Her eyes flicker to Walter, still full of mirth.] Besides, my time calling powerful forces from outside of the world to do my bidding is long past.

[She grins wryly.] These days I call them from inside this world.

[beholdmydemons]

[Hey stop looking at him like that. (He's suspicious now, and listening carefully.)]

AWOO? YOU GREAT SUMMONER? [The serpent leans closer.] YOU TRY DEMONS SOME TIME. WE TEACH YOU FUN TRICKS.

[memoryborn]

[ Xion had woken up unexpectedly. Oddly enough, she couldn't recall actually sleeping before... Before? When did she fall asleep? It almost feel like a long time ago.

But the instant she did, she feels the change. She smells a bitter scent that is familiar surround her, and the atmosphere is no stranger to her. Slowly, Xion stands and looks up at the Memory Skyscraper of The World That Never Was.

She looks around. There aren't any Heartless she could sense but that reprieve could only last so long. She also feels her hood having been up on her head again. That would mean... Stretching out her hand, she summons a Keyblade, feeling out the comfortable weight. But now wha-- ]

Huh?

[ The "Hi!" comes out unexpectedly over her shoulder and Xion turns while almost scrambling to get away from-- She stops and tilts her head. ]

Do I... know you?

[feelmyheaven]

[She'd spent a bit of time just standing behind the girl who she'd come to think of as so many things. Her friend, her knight... and that was just the beginning. She was a little disappointed to see that Xion had her hood up. She remembered her being awfully adorable at this age.

Ilya's eyes flicker over the Keyblade as Xion calls it into her hand. At first glance it's such a ridiculous weapon, but if one can feel the power like she can... Well, you wouldn't underestimate someone who can use something like that.

Not that Ilya's at all concerned. Bursting into giggles as Xion scrambles away, she raises one of her hands in a gesture of truce while the other covers her mouth.]

Easy, easy, Xion. It's alright. It's me.

[Her laughter subsides, and she gives the sweetest smile she can manage.]

It's Ilya.

[memoryborn]

[ Her response earns some rapid fire blinking of confusion at that. ]

Illya? [ Tilting her head more and taking one cautious step forward to get a better look at her. The same red eyes and white hair. She got taller and bigger. Her grip on her Keyblade slackens as she realizes that, yes, it is her friend. ]

Illya, you changed!

[feelmyheaven]

Glad you noticed.

[There's a bit of wry humor in her voice, but she's not going to leave Xion in the dark about what's happening.]

It seems Dialga's having a bit of fun. The timeline is being mucked about. Which would mean I'm from your future.

[She grins and poses a bit, hands on her hips.]

I grow up pretty nicely, don't I?

[memoryborn]

[ At that, Xion pauses. That wasn't a trick question, was it? The bit about Dialga interests her, due to Illya's past fascination with the Legendary, but she doesn't seem hurt, and that's the more important part right now. So Xion just goes for the honest approach: ]

I think so? You were always pretty and nice, Illya.

[feelmyheaven]

[Though she's come to expect those sorts of things from Xion, the unreserved compliment still colors her cheeks somewhat and makes her smile go a bit dopey.]

You always were a sweetheart. Well, that's one of the things I love about you.

[Her smile slips a bit, though, when she thinks about it a bit more.]

Though, "nice" isn't how I always acted... Hey, Xion, when is this for you? Are we done with Johto yet?

[memoryborn]

[ A puzzled frown mars her expression at the questions, and then realizes that Illya might be referring to the world around her. She glances at the skyscraper for a moment before turning back. ]

Done? I'm not sure... But being transported to random places has happened before in Johto. I didn't think it'd place me... here of all worlds. [ She says the last part almost quietly. ]

[feelmyheaven]

Worlds? I don't... oh, that thing.

[She looks at the skyscraper with a stern frown, folding her arms at it and almost glaring.]

This is your... base, isn't it? [She pauses a moment, then turns back to Xion.] Don't be too surprised I know that. By my time, we've both learned a lot about each other that we didn't know in yours.

/BARRELS INTO THIS. IS BACK. 1/2

[namelesshero]

[just over in Ecruteak City here! suddenly an Ilya! he doesn't jump or necessarily feel any imminent danger, but he steps forward to get a quick distance before he turns around to see who had greeted him so suddenly. it was all so fast!]

What...? An Einzbern?

[wait. she was wearing...]

2/2

[namelesshero]

[... now he won't be able to get the image out of his head. if Archer was a chick]

I have to admit, that's not a bad take on my wears.

[but an Einzbern with his clothes. who else could she be?]

[feelmyheaven]

[Ilya is best Archerko.]

Impressive-looking, isn't it?

[She flutters her eyelashes at him and poses with a hand on her hip, smirking.]

Though I've definitely considered adding a bit more purple to it.

[namelesshero]

[my little not-sister can't be this hotcutewhat]

Ah, so it is you, Ilyasviel.

You're all grown up.

[feelmyheaven]

[It's okay to feel this way, Archer.

You're not blood related, after all.]

And only ten years late! This world has been good for me, wouldn't you say?

Oh, wait, did you already know about that? I have no idea who I've told and who I haven't in this time...

[namelesshero]

This is news to me. [but now that he's gotten a better look at her. her armor pieces...the same coat... no doubt had Archer been trying to figure out just what this girl knew and didn't know about him by this point. especially to have taken after his likeness so much now]

There's really no point in beating around the bush about this, is there? What else has changed for you?

[feelmyheaven]

Whoops. For my younger self's sake I hope you don't remember that once this is over. She hides that fact for a reason.

[It's a bit less of a sore spot once she's actually started growing properly, but still.]

But that's a big question... Ten years can be a pretty long time, especially around here.

[namelesshero]

Well if I do, you won't have to worry about your younger self.

Then you wouldn't mind answering how you've taken on my likeness. Would you, Ilya?