[It was the usual day—forgetting something, needing an ear on the matter, and then calling someone. It was when she would typically call someone like Raine, or Ginko. And when she called the Mushi-shi, it fell through.

...

It fell through?

No, that's not right. That wouldn't happen. She must've just... done something wrong.

But then it continues to not connect. It's not connecting... That meant—No, no, nonono,  no, please. You can't do this. You can't wander away again; it was okay to walk away before, but not now. You can't just leave now, after everything that's happened, after all she's learned and gained—gained from everyone here, and from you.

Her hands grow numb and her body is hot and her head is spinning, and for a moment she loses her legs from under her and nearly pulls the tablecloth down with her. A soft pitter pat of stunned tears hit the journal. No... It's just a mistake. Maybe they took him and shut off his journal. But that wouldn't make sense, would it, Sayo?

—she has to be sure. And upon checking where he would have typically stayed... she's struck silent.

He's gone.

When she makes the announcement, there's a long, horrible pause where she keeps her voice from betraying the overwhelming feeling in her stomach.]

Ginko-san is....

Ginko-san has left Luceti.

[As the journal shuts, a choked sob cuts out in the middle. It won't be long now until Nami's journal admits Sanji's leaving, forcing Sayo to unleash her own strained tears at the thought that two of the most important people in her life now have vanished without a trace. O-or... some sad trace, she thinks feverishly, cradling the blue notebook in her arms.

They're gone.... just like that.]

[Today, Sayo feels sporatic. It happens, honest! Even if it's not... very often...

But at least it happens! Today she's wearing a dress Buffy had given her—a lovely sundress. And even though it's been raining off and on today, it's the warm, welcoming kind that make wearing such an outfit easy and breezy. Fortunately she remembers what rain is today, so it makes walking out in it relaxing. She definitely wants to go to the new tea shop and try out what they have (heck, tea is one of the few things that's stuck with her, so far in her life). And once she leaves there to the store, she stops by to find Archie's friend, Horatio, a gift for his birthday.

This particular gift. Hey, when someone told her how it works? She was in complete awe. Clearly a present like this is a once in a lifetime thing! I mean, a boat that moves with buttons. It's incredible! Just incredible!

And she'll go knock on the door of Archie and Horatio's place, with bag in hand. Not a moment to lose! What a great day today is. So nice and peaceful and back to the usual normalcy she's come to look forward to...]

[Voice]

I've heard while I was out and about that people let off giant flashes of color in the sky—but it sounds so amazing, I wasn't sure if it was just a story or not... Do they really exist? Fireworks, I mean. How do they work? Ah—are they magic? Luceti seems to have a lot of magical things around...

Oh! And I've been reading about sports! They sound like a lot of fun. Though, I don't think I'd be very good at most of them, but I think I could handle this 'badminton' one, in this book... [there's the sound of a palm patting paper] Are sports popular in all the worlds? Or is it just one, that has them...? I'm not sure if mine does or not—not that I know much about my world, really. Kaji enjoyed spinning tops, but I don't think those are like these...

[Sayo nervously skipped work.

She'd been on her way there, actually, and ended up with a less-than-pleasant run-in with Mithos—guess it was easier to talk to the boy through journals for a reason. With her side aching sharply and her lip bruised up, there was that quieted shame; maybe it was her fault, for trying to reason with him. But why would a boy that age be so cruel? She really couldn't comprehend it, let alone half of what he spoke about. After struggling with herself on whether or not she'd want anyone to know, she finally decides it would be easier to just... forget about it. Forgetting was easy, right? She was good at it, even.

She leaves Sanji a small written note in the journal in the afternoon, with a lack of filter—she's not really too sure how to do it, and she doesn't want to ask Ginko to do it for her, s-so... Well, if it's just written to 'Sanji', anyway, it'd be okay:]

( Written To Sanji )

[But of course, she had to leave the apartment eventually—food was important, and she tended to only take what was needed of her. So as nighttime settles she quietly slips on a scarf and pulls it close to her mouth, shoulders stiff leaving to the grocery shop for some of the things she'd needed replaced... Though she decides, with some fondness, to look at all the toys in the store before getting what she needed.

Er, sort of.

She stands in front of an aisle composed of jars, boxes, bags, everything, for a long time, curious about all of these things, and when she's done with what she needs and returns home, she addresses everyone in a chipper voice:]

[VOICE]

What kind of foods come from your worlds? And which kind are your favorite? I've noticed there are so many—and all because people come from different places, with different back-stories