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[Naminé is too upset to move right now.

She's sitting, away from most structures and features and whatnot, just staring at the stars on the "floor" in front of her. Her knees are pulled up to her chest and her chin is resting on top. She's tense, worried, and waiting for news that can in no way be good news.

She doesn't know who won the deathmatch yet. It would be a lie to say she doesn't care. She can't stand that it happened at all, and she'd rather not think about it, but she's so worried... She's stopped crying, for the moment, but she knows she'll start again if she so much as tries to speak to anyone, maybe if she just even thinks about the wrong thing. It's so hard to be strong in a situation like this.

So she waits, wondering which of her friends is left to come see her, if they come at all. And, not for the first time, she wishes on a star here in the Plane:]

I don't want to be alone right now...

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[From the shadows, Axel emerges. He'd rather not talk to Naminé at all but he knows that she's alone in this, just as he is, and he has a duty. No, more than a duty. He has an oath. If he doesn't take care of her, who will? No one at home would understand the kinds of trials they're going through. All the kids have is each other.

Even if Axel doesn't want to admit it.]

... Naminé.

[She looks to Axel when he says her name, and stands. She's stuck with a difficult mix of emotions -- she's so glad that he's alive, so very glad of that, but she knows that his presence means Roxas is... ...]

Axel? [Her voice shakes, along with her bottom lip, and she starts to walk toward him. Just like she thought would happen, the tears have returned.]

[Oh, God. It's unbearable. His heart twists in ways he hasn't felt for a year and a half, and it shows on his face. He moves toward her.

Seeing her cry is the worst.]

Come here.

[She does as she's told, and stares up at him as he towers over her like always. One tear, and another, and then she has to close her eyes and tilt her head downward again. She doesn't know what to say or do, so she just waits, hoping her best friend will have some sort of advice, some sort of guidance for her. Anything.]

[Though he feels himself starting to tremble, he grits his teeth against it and pulls Naminé into a close hug. She can cry on him all she wants. It's his fault, anyway.]

I'm sorry, Naminé. I couldn't stop him. Once Roxas makes up his mind, he won't change it, you know? [He sighs, though it's a bit ragged— he's been crying too. And he's not a crier. So it's new for him.] He'll come back, just like last time. You can hit him then.

[She's grateful for the hug, clinging to him tightly, burying herself in his arms like she could just stay there forever. She's a quiet crier, but her tears are still enough in number to rival a flood of any sort.

What he says confuses her at first since she didn't stick around to watch, but his addition of "just like last time" gives her all the information she needs about what happened.]

It couldn't have been your fault. I'm just sorry the whole thing happened at all. [She's heartbroken, so while she knows she shouldn't ask, it slips out:] Why did it have to happen at all?

[He strokes her hair as she cries, feeling more and more like a douche as this goes on.]

The people who run this place are sick and twisted. I think until recently we were convinced they were nothing more than a nuisance.

[lowly]

That's gonna change.

[She attempts to dry her eyes, however futile that is, before looking up at him again.]

What can anyone do, then?

[It might not take a psychic to know something is wrong but it being one does help Shion find her.] Namine?

[Axel offers her a scarf to cry on.] We'll find a way. Maybe Roxas will have some kind of... epiphany when he comes back. For now, we're gonna have to wait.

[He looks down at her.] It's gonna take a little while longer for me and Roxas to get back home with this and the Nobody thing going on... But we're definitely coming back. Both of us.

[To grant the wish of a princess, the stars send out a king.]

What grieves you, child?

[The man, robed royally in black sable and gold thread, looks down on the girl. His palm rests on the hilt of his sword. His mouth is turned in a frown. He does not like to see a child in pain.]

[Merlin was wandering around, lost in his own deathmatch thoughts, when he sees Naminé. He stops and steps closer, worrying already.]

Naminé? What's happened?

[She takes the scarf, cuddling it close to her face and peering up at him over it.]

I know you will. I just wish I could do something, too...

[She looks up when she hears her name. She tries to smile, but it completely fails and she just ends up sniffling.]

Shion...

[She looks up at him, puzzled. He looks powerful, royal, and because of that she believes it best to stand. She rubs at her eyes with both hands before looking to him again.]

My best friends have to f-fight, to... ["the death". She can't say it, not at all. Her voice is quivering already.]

[She looks up at him, and it only takes him asking to make her tear up all over again. She's quiet for a moment, not trusting herself to speak, but gives in between teary sniffles.]

Merlin... th-the Colosseum... my best friends are fighting. Each other.

[Will kneel next to her] ...What is the matter?

There's no need to rise. [The man draws three cards from his robes, and when he does, an silk carpet appears beneath her feet.] You must sit on more comfortable ground.

[He pockets her cards and considers her words.] It is natural for friends to fight. My closest friend and I often clashed with vehemence in our swords and words. It displays and strengthens the bonds of friendship.

The d-deathmatches... [Just saying that word makes her cringe, causes tears to form in her eyes.] Roxas and Axel are f-fighting. Each other.

[She stares at the silk carpet in awe before finally taking a seat, Indian-style, hands in her lap. She looks up at him and shakes her head.] Th-thank you.

N-No, sir, you don't understand... this place is making them fight. A d-deathm--... [She can't finish the word.] One of them has to... [Or that sentence. She just covers her face with both hands and tries not to sob.]

[He is quiet for a moment. Then he sits across from her, offering her a pillow conjured up from nowhere for her to hold.] I am familiar with that practice. Do you know if the match is done?

[She takes the pillow with a "thank you," and clings it to her chest. She shakes her head, causing a few tears to finally fall.]

No, sir... I left. I couldn't watch.

[Another moment of silence. Then,] I have no desire to give you false hope. That is the greatest evil ever held in Pandora's jar. But if this match continues, then I will put a stop to it. If it is done... then my apologies, child, and may your time parted from them be brief.

[She gives him a wide-eyed look, then nods. ]

Th-thank you, sir. Even... even if it's too late, it means a lot that you'd offer. I don't even know who you are...

[a brief smile] Merely a king who has lost his country. [As he stands, he looks down on her again.] If... time is not on your side, is there a particular confection you prefer?

[Yes, he is asking what sort of candy she wants to comfort her if one of her friends has died. The king really loves his desserts.]

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