9th Memory [Action/Voice]

[memoryboxes]

[After a very tiring last few weeks—between learning about things she's forgotten and turning into things she could never willingly forget—Sayo found herself resting comfortably in Luceti. The experiment, while straining for some, wasn't so bad. She'd gotten to record an image of her son's face while she was stuck in his body... and now she can proudly put the picture on a table in her living room.

Even with her in his body, it was still so him. Did they really share the way they emoted that well? It's something to laugh about.

She's also been working on making something beyond the traditional Japanese outfit. Because honestly? She wanted to try something new—even if it meant her knowledge of clothes-making was in jeopardy, she didn't mind it. She'd relearn it later, hmm?

So she's been making blankets and dropping them off at the clothes store. Ones that are moreso her world's style, some that are patterned unlike anything she's used to (—and what interesting ways of making blankets! Quilts!). She can't help but ask, as she sits contently to watch people come and go:]

[Voice for Everyone Ever]

What type of hobbies do you enjoy doing? And has this place made you form any new ones?

[After that, she'll leave, and uncharacteristically veer off her usual path toward the inner forest.

She's been hearing (repeatedly, forgetting often, relearning often...) that there are spirits here that can teach people things. She's not sure which to listen to first, but she knows she wants to try. Try... and see if it's something her mind will keep intact. Perhaps the water one... or the wind one... Ah, those would be good! They would be helpful to protect oneself without hurting the other person fighting, right?

When she feels she's far out enough, she speaks hesitantly—]

Hello...? Is... is this how I speak with you...?

[Granted, you may find her lost in the forest. Which way was back again... hmmm... :|a]

Comments

[soulbait.livejournal.com]

I am from the United Kingdom, London specifically. Our larger holdings are know as the British Empire.

[memoryboxes]

Oh! Really?? Do you have a Japan, where you're from, too??

[Because this one British guy did, at the library!]

[soulbait.livejournal.com]

[...He feels like he might have answered this before.]

...There is indeed a Japan, it is on the far end of the Orient, on the opposite side of the world from the city in which I love.

[memoryboxes]

[Knowing Sayo, you probably did. V_V]

The city you love? [a smile] What makes you love it?

[soulbait.livejournal.com]

[...Love. Did he really say that? Well. No he hates it, but at the same time, it does amuse him and]

...I misspoke. I mean to say that it is a city in which I reside.

[And nothing more :|
Damn woman makes him feel sentimental]

[memoryboxes]

[She grins.]

Now, Ciel-san, there's nothing wrong with having something you like about your home. We all have our moments where we miss it or think of the things we love there.

...But I suppose if you mean it... what are the things in your home that you don't dislike?

[soulbait.livejournal.com]

[...Sigh]

I assure you, I meant nothing of the sort. As to what I do not dislike in London, there are many shops which carry a multitude of the finest goods. They suit my purposes quite nicely.

[memoryboxes]

Ah, so you enjoy shopping, Ciel-san?

[soulbait.livejournal.com]

I enjoy being well-stocked.

[memoryboxes]

[How cuuuute~]

Well, if you ever need to re-stock, I'm always happy to help you shop again~

[soulbait.livejournal.com]

Of course. I shall bear that in mind, Sayo; your generosity is much appreciated.

[memoryboxes]

Oh, I just enjoy going out with you too much, so it's all just fine.

[She smiles.]

Have a good day, Ciel-san!

[soulbait.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Sayo.