21st Memory [Voice/Action?]

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[Sayo had a scary moment today. She'd opened her journal for review, flipped through the pages, and found herself speaking with someone she didn't recognize—she didn't recognize? She leaned in, scanned their faces, and her heart dropped into her stomach. And soon she found herself flipping to more and more pages, and they were there, and she knew them. She knew them!]

Crona-san...? K-kamina? Ciel?

Who—

[Suddenly, she's reminded of her faceless husband, and she flusters and grows cold all at once.

There were others. So many others. They had less to look for, but she had forgotten them all the same. Where they important to her? Where they friends? How could she have let this happen? How many others... She turns the page and starts a voice entry, trying to mask the growing anxiety bubbling under the surface of a quiet voice.]

[Voice]

U-um, if you–if you know me, can I talk to you? If you know me at all... I'd like to talk to you again...

[No, think of a good excuse for this. She clears her throat a bit, as if to unruffle some metaphorical feathers. Maybe some non-metaphorical ones, too. And then she pulls up a smile.]



Actually... I was wondering about the 'amusement' place. It just appeared, didn't it? I'm not sure what it is, but people seem like they're really interested in it. What does it do? Perhaps... a food place? Something for games? Have any of you gone yet?

[After that, it's time for venturing to work, and then to the tea shop! She was considering working it for a few hours after Seventh Heaven. It was at least good memories... Few, yes, but they were with Kaji, in their home. That was what mattered to her. It made her happy. Content, even with the usual problems in her day.]

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Wouldn't that be interesting to do? [She laughs.] Actually, I'm just working a few hours here, after the restaurant. It reminds me of home in here. The smell of tea and the way everything looks...

[one-green-eye.livejournal.com]

So it should. [a quiet smile-- but with a little ... something behind it. You've given him some things to think about, whether you know it or not.

Leaning forward, comfortably direct-] Think you could take a break, for a bit?

[memoryboxes]

Hm? [She blinks up, thoughtful, before smiling.] I suppose I've been working long enough for today, anyway. What is it?

[What are you luring me into. It better not be boring. By Sayo Standards. :|]

[one-green-eye.livejournal.com]

[Ginko is never boring. His monotone is not soporific in the least, who are you thinking of.]

Well, it's been a while. [smile] How have you been?

[memoryboxes]

[idk, Ginko, you have your moments.]

Oh, I've been... doing pretty well. [If you count getting drunk off my ass and then panicking over a few lost memories of people who've left.] I've mainly been interested in all this commotion about a park.

[one-green-eye.livejournal.com]

[yes, apparently he very thankfully missed this debacle. e_W] Oh, that.

[slight frown] .... have you been to see it?

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No, not yet! Martel-san invited me to go, though. I think I may just do that... I've heard that there's a lot to see there.

[one-green-eye.livejournal.com]

[he blinks] You... know Martel?

[memoryboxes]

Mm, I do. She and I have known each other for a little bit now.

She's... a very sweet girl.

[The softness of her tone certainly gives away that she knows just who she is.]

[one-green-eye.livejournal.com]

I see. [....] It's good that you know her. [as much as her role and responsibility in all of this confuses him. But, shifting tone] You seem to make friends pretty easily.

[memoryboxes]

Well, I guess it's just too exciting not to...

I didn't really have very many at home.

[Maybe she did once. She wonders.]

I like that I can change that, here.

[one-green-eye.livejournal.com]

It seems to come pretty naturally. [and, maybe sensing that] -- you always seemed happy, talking to people, whether you knew them or not, [Heh] --and greeting someone like an old friend, even if they're a stranger, isn't a bad way to start.

[memoryboxes]

[She flashes a teasing smile.]

You always seem happy talking to people too, you know. Thought I imagine liking people has to be a helpful trait, for your work.