21st Memory [Voice/Action?]

[memoryboxes]

[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.]

Comments

[memoryboxes]

[She looks up, thoughtful.]

It's nothing to worry about, Nami-san. I'm a grown woman, after all; I should get used to silly things like this.

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

You think it's silly? [So casual.] I hate feeling lonely.

[memoryboxes]

Ah. I don't really like it either, but I just figured—[A pause, as she flusters, looking at her tea.] I figured it was just a part of the way things were.

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

Would you prefer company? I mean, most people like their alone time, but... any time you'd rather have company, I bet you could find any number of people who'd be happy to see you. Loneliness is something that you only accept when there's no other choice.

[memoryboxes]

Oh, you don't have to... [--trouble yourself

She feels like she's been saying that a lot.]

I mean—I would like company... I enjoy it.

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

I don't have to. I know.

Is it okay if I want to?

[memoryboxes]

...

I suppose that's okay, then.

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

I'd hope so. I think we're friends, aren't we? Friends are allowed to see each other all they like, and worry about each other. Things like that.

[memoryboxes]

... That's right. We're friends.

[She brightens up a little more.]

I'm honored to have Nami-san as my friend.

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

Glad to hear it.

...so I worry about you, too.

[Because it's my right, woman. :|]

[memoryboxes]

[She smiles, and this time it's soft and content.]

Making Nami-san worry...? How silly of me. I'll have to be more careful in the future.

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

See that you are! [But she grins to show she's joking. Well, sort of.]

But in any case, I'm always here if you want to talk. About anything.

[memoryboxes]

... Right. I'll remember that.

Thank you.