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            The first gentle rays of the sun's early light pierced gently through the thin curtain spread across the balcony, thin beams of light dancing across the silken sheets. This was little comfort to Sora however as the light played across his face, though his hand might have been enough to bock them out, returning him to the blissful dark abyss of sleep, at his tiny size, they did little to stop the intruding interruption to his dreams. It was only as Sora began to rise, a small yawn slipping past his little lips did several things begin to come together in his mind, memories of the previous night slowly slipping back into focus. Wher

            The next half an hour was spent moving things around, setting up the alley for the party. He did see one of the Moogles which had been taking care of Duchess leave their room as they were moving one of the chairs out of the kitchen, but otherwise, he did not see fur nor follicle of the feline woman or the other Moogles. He did not have long to ever pause or consider this however as the Moogle he was wit was relentless in its requests. Certainly, some of the things it asked were hardly of consequence, such as setting up the lights along the top edge of the buildings, as he had no fear of falling. But other requests, such as moving

        Deafening silence was the first thing to greet Sora as he entered the workshop. The absence of noise striking him as solidly as if he had just been physically struck. The delicate pomf of the Moogles' pom-pom was gone, there was no gentle scrape of tools or materials against the counters, nor was there the near-silent but constant background noise as the Moogles whispered to one another. Sora barely noticed as the familiar weight of the Keyblade appeared in his right hand, the diminutive teen slowly moving further and further away from the front door. Yet as the seconds inched past nothing appeared before him, no Heartless appeared fr

                "Another thing that every gentleman is Sora is productive. intelligent, problem solvers. This does not have to mean that what they provide is material wealth, as ingenuity and problem-solving are just as important. You took charge when we escaped from my Madame's home, you helped me to learn to walk and move around Sora, you've kept a roof over our heads, pillows beneath them, and food in our stomachs, you've more than presented this quality Sora," Duchess stated, though Sora could hardly look at her by the time she finished as he flushed red.                  Mercifully she continued on with the story of someone who displaye

            The two Mythril Crystals gently clinked together as Sora walked through the shadowed alley, the buildings obscuring and twisting most of the light offered by the early afternoon sun. His senses extended just enough to ensure that he wasn't ambushed by a Gigas Shadow again as he walked back to the Moogle's hotel. Though he should have been happy about finding the two rare ingredients after days searching for them had turned into weeks, the fact he suddenly found two in a chest was both a blessing and a curse. Unless he found the rest of the crystals all at once they'd have only enough ingredients to make one of the elixirs. Though

            Duchess could only smile as she stared up at the bright colorful awning hanging over "Le Elégante Rose Blanche" or "The Elegant White Rose" to any foreigners who wished to partake in its wares. A soft smile quickly spread over Duchess' muzzle as she stepped into the store, the soft scent of roses causing her delicate nose to twitch as she entered the establishment. It had always been one of her madame's favorite stores, and even though some would scoff at the clothes within, clothes much like the ones she wore. Even to her feline sensibilities, the dresses had looked beautiful, elegant, the types of gowns one could wear to

            A soft smile split across Sora's little lips as he stared at the silver stone gripped tightly in his right palm. The small orb filled his diminutive palm completely, its weight resting comfortably in his grip. Slipping it away into the pouch on his right hip he heard a soft bell-like chime sound out as it struck one of the numerous other stones that rested inside the pouches. The blazing, frost, and thunder stones were mercifully easy to find in chests scattered across Paris. Mercifully most had been nestled away up in the buildings scattered across the Parisian skyline, nestled safely away in nooks and crannies that few people, i

             Placing the clothes back down, she quickly turned her attention back to the sewing kit, a few quick flicks of her nimble fingers opened the large box revealing a treasure trove of sewing equipment. Dozens upon dozens of spools of thread, different sizes of needles, fabric scissors and thimbles as well as plenty of other things Sora had no idea what they were used for, in relation to sewing. In his mind, everything one could and would need to sew was spread out in that one box, short of a modern sewing machine.            Selecting one of the smallest needles Duchess quickly pulled out a slight amount of thread, a quick flick of