[Action/Voice] Forward dated to the 19th

[mikangirl]

[Nami comes back to Luceti with a bang.

...literally.  Because the first indication of her arrival on the networks is her journal hitting a tree at high velocity.  The journal window won't pick up more than a whole bunch of dizzily swirling forest scenery and then a bare, reddened foot as she kicks it afterwards for good measure.  Then she just abandons it in the grass and stalks off.  Incredibly useful contribution to the journals, isn't it?  Sorry about that.

She's not really in any hurry to go home, and in no hurry to go announcing herself through town, but she is cold.  So after some indecision, she heads for the Avatar house instead, knocking hesitantly on the door in her New Feather dress in search of warmth and other things.

A little while later, having borrowed a coat and some shoes and feeling a little more herself, she heads for home, letting herself in quietly and... sort of standing there and listening for voices, noise, anything.  Then she'll come say hi.  Sort of.

Whether she stays there or not after that, who knows?  But she does eventually make a journal entry in the evening, borrowing someone else's.  She's not cruel enough to pretend she's not here when there are friends in town.]

[Voice]

Shirahoshi, are you still here?  I remember you, now.  Just thought I’d let you know.  

For everyone else... hi.  I'm back.  Again.  All that.  Business as usual, I guess.

[She sounds cheerful enough.  Just tired.]

Comments

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[mikangirl]

Yeah, I guess a lot of people go through that. Kind of weird, losing my little sister status, though.

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[ledbythewind]

Because you can't get away with pretending to be the innocent one anymore?

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[mikangirl]

[That gets a small snort of laughter.] I don't think I've ever been able to lay claim to that particular label.

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[ledbythewind]

[Now it's his turn to laugh.]

Somehow I can't say I'm surprised to hear that.

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[mikangirl]

[She grins a little at that, though it fades soon after.]

She used to be a really good big sister.

[...that sounds wrong.] She still is. Or would be. But she-- I have to--

...

I know this place.

[She's worried.]

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[ledbythewind]

And you're worried about what might happen to her here.

[He lets out a soft sigh.]

I can't blame you-- this place has a way of hitting our most vulnerable points at times. That much isn't something I see changing anytime soon.

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[mikangirl]

No. You're right. I guess the most I can do is really... stand by and wait.

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[ledbythewind]

Wait and hope... that's all any of us can do here.

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[mikangirl]

Yep. Hope we get lucky. Pick up the pieces when we aren't.

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[ledbythewind]

At least none of us have to pick up the pieces by ourselves.

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[mikangirl]

Yeah. That's something, at least.

[...though her thoughts turn back to Brook.]

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[ledbythewind]

I don't think I need to tell you that you can always turn to me whenever you need it.

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[mikangirl]

[She smiles again.]

I know. May take you up on that one day.

Thanks, Richard.

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[ledbythewind]

There's no need to thank me for that. It is what friends do for each other, after all.