[ friday morning arrives... and the fact that nothing out of the ordinary happens overnight is, in itself, out of the ordinary. though sol and lune had implied as much at the beginning of the week, when xion wakes up, she's stunned that her dreams weren't interrupted by a death announcement, and she's sure she's not the only one feeling that way after four weeks of expecting otherwise.
so, she'll be in the middle of the village first thing in the morning and hanging out there throughout the day, incredulously asking of everyone who walks by, ]
Are... are we all really still alive?
[ ps there also appears to be a tiny ball of feathers zooming around her head that might throw itself at any potential chatters, just sayin ]
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so, she'll be in the middle of the village first thing in the morning and hanging out there throughout the day, incredulously asking of everyone who walks by, ]
Are... are we all really still alive?
[ ps there also appears to be a tiny ball of feathers zooming around her head that might throw itself at any potential chatters, just sayin ]