18th Memory [Voice/Action]

[memoryboxes]

[It was kind of surprising to find oneself... not in their house. She'd found herself not so little, and not quite where she should be; in fact, she wasn't aware of who's house this even was—though, give her a moment for some memories to return. First and foremost... she kind of outgrew her clothes. By a large margin. So she makeshifts and wraps herself in a sheet before she wanders around/out of House Seven. She'll eventually find herself some normal clothes, and when she does, she makes a breathless sort of entry, just before she'll rest up and journey to work (boy, it's been three weeks 8|).]

[Voice]

I apologize for my absence, but I suppose I was... a little too small for work and the usual...

[...]

I've... never had memories return before. It's an interesting experience... But I suppose—

[a pause, as she plays with her hair, a small smile crossing her lips]

I suppose I can say I have a childhood now, hm? It was short and small and maybe insignificant to most who'd look at it, but it was definitely a childhood.

[and then, after a thoughtful beat, she gasps]





Oh—I left the tea on!

[the sound of footfalls, before the feed ends]

Comments

[voice.]

[ohmykethe.livejournal.com]

Returning memories? Instead'a what? Visiting ones?

[ooc I gotta go to bed soon, so if I lag, it's because I'm sleeping >>;]

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[memoryboxes]

Well, it's mo—

Re: [voice.]

[memoryboxes]

[oh wait]

Mildmay! You taught me how to take off my finger!

[This is so cool! I have memories where I never did before! 8D]

[Voice]

[semper_cogitans]

[Robert had been... well, worried. But in the stress of everything else, he'd almost entirely pushed Sayo aside... especially when he caught evidence of her being safe with other people.

Still... he's almost ashamed that he let her get lost.]

Ms. Sayo...

... Y-You were a-alright during the time, yes...? I, er, o-only saw you briefly, but...

[Quietly:] Th-thank you for... f-for giving me a chance to... t-to be a father again, for awhile.

... E-Even if it was... r-rather against your will...

[It was something he could hold onto. Even now it's a little bright flicker in a time that's been mostly bleak for far too long.]

Re: [Voice]

[memoryboxes]

[A soft smile, and it runs into her voice.]

I was just fine. Thank you for helping me then; I apologize if I was any trouble.

[Voice]

[consultmybooks]

...considering how long you've been a child, Sayo, any tea you left on must have long boiled down by now.

Re: [Voice]

[memoryboxes]

[A moment or two later, she just laughs a soft, happy laugh at the reply (with tea cup in hand, of course~).]

I can only imagine it'd be! But don't worry—I made a new batch of it. I've missed having some of mine to drink.

[Action]

[rabidrapido.livejournal.com]

Re: [Action]

[memoryboxes]

[No worries, she's dressed and ready to venture back toward home! Though she's so very confused about the patches of memory slowly trickling back in. She sits down for a moment against a tree, rubbing her temples.

Strange. Very strange. Memories don't usually work like this...]

[truthhides.livejournal.com]

Did you say returning memories?

[memoryboxes]

[She smiles.]

That's right. I suppose... I suppose they'd returned me as a child. When I turned back into an adult, the memories of when I was little slowly came back to me, bit my bit.

It's strange, I know. [But I'm used to it.]

[ voice ]

[repudiate]

Memories.. return? [ There's actually a hint of curiosity in her voice at that. ]

Is that something this place caused, or..?

Re: [ voice ]

[memoryboxes]

Oh, this place causes things often enough... I admit, I'm not sure whether to be fond of it or dislike it, sometimes. But considering this last time... I'm rather glad they did.

[voice]

[all7seas]

No longer living at Seven, then, Mistress Sayo?

[And Jack no longer sure of who needs a good eye kept on them anymore. Still---there IS the Truce. The Stalemate.]

Re: [voice]

[memoryboxes]

Ahh, I don't suppose so!

[It's... too bad, really. Part of her doesn't want to return to that one-person apartment. It's too quiet and empty, in that place.

...

She's not aware that Archie's been injured.]

Though I was rather fond of it. Staying in a house.

[ action ]

[herotypical]

[ she's welcome to some of buffy's wardrobe. ;D

buffy herself, however, will be in the living room. she had never met sayo before her affected-self and so it takes her a moment to catch up, mentally, to who she is seeing in her house. ]

Huh? Oh -- Sayo?

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[memoryboxes]

[EEP. She gives a look over to the blond. Yep. No kids in here; just a frazzle-haired woman wrapped in a sheet.]

Ah—good morning... B...uffy-san?

[She's starting to pick up little pieces here and there, mentally. Names. The faces that go with them. Brief smudged images, like chalk.]

[ voice ]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ McCoy's still at the battle dome clinic, although he does have his journal open. ]

... Sayo?

Re: [ voice ]

[memoryboxes]

[Don't they all grow up so fast? :|]

Ah, hello, McCoy-san! I apologize for all the trouble these past few weeks; I guess I was a lot shorter than I should've been.

[voice]

[sherpahat.livejournal.com]

Childhoods can't be insigni- not important! Don't worry about it.

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[memoryboxes]

[Oh! A littlun! CB]

You're absolutely right! They're the best years, aren't they? Being a child is a fun occupation.

[Voice]

[wise_maiden]

[Raine hadn't been paying too much attention to the journals after the draft, since being exhausted will do that, but there's something about this message that catches her attention. Namely, the woman in it.]

... Welcome back, Sayo.

Re: [Voice]

[memoryboxes]

Raine-san! [Finally got that -san back, after these passed few weeks. :|] Are you well?

[shoutsgeronimo.livejournal.com]

Hello again, Sayo, dear.

[memoryboxes]

Oh! Hello again, Doctor-san.

[give me a sec I am turning my tea with a little spoon, spoons are cool]

I hope you've been well since the last time we've met. Since I was, well, a little shorter, anyway. Maybe before that as well.

[Voice]

[lina-revolution.livejournal.com]

[...]

Waaaaaaiiiittttt a second.

That cute little kid I gave a sandwich a couple of weeks back...that was you?

Re: [Voice]

[memoryboxes]

[heeeeey you!]

That was me, yes. I guess they saw fit to send me back as a little kid, this time around.