Open RP.

Night had already fallen heavily upon this place, and the raven-haired girl hadn’t the slightest idea as to where she’d been led. 

Xion had been doing her best to keep up with the erratic world-jumping the corridors of light liked to partake in, but she swore that they would be the death of her. She was always being beckoned towards some new-found light, compelled by gleaming doors to venture into some strange land. Looks like they’d led her somewhere new, and while that was not an immediate problem, the sky overhead was painted delicately with midnight, and she had no clues as to where she needed to be. 

She stared, blinking at her temporary surroundings. What had called her here; and even more pressing, who was she supposed to meet? Standing against the brisk evening air, she shuddered, surrounded by a vast and foreign land. 

“I haven’t the faintest…,” she murmured, tapping her finger delicately against her chin. “Where… am I now?”