1st Memory [Video]

[memoryboxes]

[It's midnight, but it'll take her a minute to note this. There's a drawn-out yawn, and the grunting of someone doing their usual morning stretch. And in the dark, an outline of a woman appears, in the usual Luceti New Feather garb. She touches her cheek, confused, unable to really see the book in the blue hue of night.]

That was a good rest! Ah—b-but... oh. Oh dear, did I fall asleep doing chores again? That hasn't happened in a long time... [A shiver, as she hugs herself.] It's gotten so dark... and cold, too...

[She huffs in frustration, but the nervousness is rolling off her shoulders in waves]

Kaji? Kaaaji, can you hear me?! ...Ooooh, I can't believe I wandered this far out! I don't even recognize it at all!

...Wait a moment; what am I wearing? These definitely aren't mine—

[And straight to the wings soon after; she pulls on them and immediately regrets it, wincing aloud.]

W-w-what are these strange things!? Th—

AH, they're flapping!!

[With that outburst, she promptly trips backward on her own two feet, landing her bottom right on top of her journal.]

Comments

[Video]

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

Are you alright?!

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[memoryboxes]

[... Was that a voice? That was a voice certainly not from the book under her butt!]

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[memoryboxes]

[and out she calls toward the near-black forest]

Hello, is someone out there? I think I've gotten myself lost!

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[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

Ah- Where you were trying to go?

[Yep, still assuming it's a regular resident and not a new one so far.]

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[memoryboxes]

I'm trying to get home...

[She trails off for a moment; wait a second, that voice seems sort of... muffled. When she finally figures out where that's coming from, she jumps up and looks disbelievingly at the journal.]

I... You...

You're in a book!

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[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

Ah- it's a video recording.

[ voice ] 1/3

[one-green-eye.livejournal.com]

[and suddenly, much noise from the journal at midnight. Oi.

...Huh. That's-- maybe it's another one from Japan. Ginko looks curiously at the page, to find --]

[ voice ] 2/3

[one-green-eye.livejournal.com]

.....

[-- oh, you've got to be kidding.]

[ voice ]

[one-green-eye.livejournal.com]

...

Are you lost, miss? [peering at the page, trying to figure where outside she is]

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[memoryboxes]

[She hugs herself a little tighter at the sound of a second voice—it must be her lucky unlucky night, finding more aid!]

Um, I definitely am! I—I think I wandered too far from home, and silly me, I can't ever seem to memorize what the trail back looks like...

[Right? *A*]

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[one-green-eye.livejournal.com]

[brushing away the questions his mind is suddenly crowded with, even though the most persistent... Is she going to wake up every day to someone explaining to her that she's indefinitely separated from the one person--

Jeez. Ginko rolls to his feet and picks up his box, then picks up his journal.]

Don't worry about it. [That's enough truth for now. And he's watching those other conversations, sharply.]

Could you describe the lay of the land--? I can probably help you get back.

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[memoryboxes]

Oh, thank you, I really appreciate it!

Well, there's... there's...

[...]

[Video]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[There's a yawn being reciprocated from the journal, followed by the grumble of a man who's just been woken up. He thought he'd closed this thing...]

Oi, that's because -- [Yawn, louder this time] -- they're wings.

[He'll realize it's a woman in a second. For now, he is all frowns]

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[memoryboxes]

[Oh, that makes her suddenly feel completely better! Except not. Between waking up in the dark with extra feathery appendages and talking books, she's collecting some nerves.]

W-wings?! I don't know what those are! Have I... always had them? Do you have them, too?

[If what Kaji tells her is right—w-well, maybe she just forgot she had them! That makes sense!]

[Video]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

How the hell can you no-- [Ah, wait. Sanji's unusually slow on the uptake tonight, but now he gets a good listen to who he's speaking with.

That's not a man; that's a terrified woman. His tone switches and he faces the journal fully, all smiles]

Aaah, please forgive my rudeness, Miss~! This all must seem pretty strange to you.

And no, you haven't always had them. They're -- [hnn, but he's still a little groggy. Very slowly he picks his words] They're going to feel new for a while. Make sure not to tug on them, they're sensitive.

Everyone in this place has them.

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[memoryboxes]

In this place?

[A hand over a frowning mouth, as she looks around the dark.]

But I'm... in Japan, aren't I? I just... somehow dozed off...

[ashesandpearls.livejournal.com]

[Sigh. Can't a girl get any sleep around here? She shifts around until her hand hits the book.]

Don't be scared of them. They're just wings.

[memoryboxes]

[Sorry, girl, but she's still scared of them regardless.]

Wings? What are those? Why do I have them?

[mmmpersimmons.livejournal.com]

I don't know, but you do. And they're not hurting anything, right? So you don't need to be scared of them.

[memoryboxes]

But what do they do? They keep making flapping gestures, even without me doing anything! And they hurt when I pull on them, even just a little...

[Voice]

[soulbait.livejournal.com]

Of course they're flapping, they're wings. [Okay so maybe he's just pissed and taking it out on the first thing that annoyed him today. Which was being woken up by that outburst]

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[memoryboxes]

[People tell her this, but it only makes her even more confused. And don't mind if his pissiness totally flies over her head; it happens!]

A-and... I've always had them?

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[soulbait.livejournal.com]

[SERIOUSLY?]

[Voice]

[soulbait.livejournal.com]

Ah... yes. [This tone is do deadpan, but he might as well do it] Yes, you have.

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[memoryboxes]

OH! Aha, then I'm sorry about that; It must've just slipped my mind!

[Seriously.]