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008 [Apr. 24th, 2013|09:55 pm]
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[Accidental video]
[As usual, Sakura's woken up early to make breakfast, as is usual, letting Tachibana sleep for a little while longer. (And also gives him time to make his grumpy bf some tea.) This particular morning, though, shows Sakura sitting down at the table, setting out the last few bits of breakfast. It's a simple, small setting, ultimately.]

[He sighs out, looking at two empty spots that don't have any plates or bowls set out in front of them. He smiles a little.]

It's really not the same when it's just the two of us. [With Hana gone and Chika-chan sleeping, it makes mornings a little lonely, since it was always something the four of them did together here.]

I probably made too much again. [He's so used to making larger portion sizes, especially with noodle dishes...]

[...] [He hums out a bit and looks over towards the bed, where mister grumps is still sleeping. His smile is a touch softer and he leans back in his seat, holding out his hand. For a brief moment, there's a pulse of power that sparks to life in his hand before it quickly winks out again. He looks disappointed.]

It really is... [Weaker. He'd begun to hope that maybe the power would regenerate itself. But he hasn't been doing anything with his magic. And he's been forbidden by Tachibana to seek it out. So he won't.]

[He smiles after a moment, shaking his head. No use dwelling on self-pity. He stands up and moves over towards Tachibana, but not without picking up a cup of tea from the table along the way. He leans over him, shaking his shoulder gently]

Hey... Wake up. I made breakfast.
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006 [Jan. 29th, 2013|03:26 pm]
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[... Staaaaaaaaares down at his journal, and then around the Welcome Center, where he's suddenly appeared.]

Huh. Well. [.......................................] Okay. Yeah, I remember now.

[It'd been a while. It was kind of weird -- and wait, wasn't he totally acting weird the last time he was here? ... Ew he ate blood why.]

At least the barrier is gone the second time around. [...] Not that writing to everybody wouldn't be a bad thing. But it's kind of nice to just talk as you go, right? [Smile smile]

[Of course, as he opens the door he stops abruptly, realization dawning] Oooh, it's still winter here, then. Okay.

Okay, that's fine. [He sighs out, smiling down at the journal]

... Hey, Chika-chan or Tachibana. [Or Hana, although he knows she left, before] Maybe you could bring me my jacket? It is definitely way colder here than it was in Kyoto... You think they'd give me a chance to be prepared before taking me here again, but there you go.
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004 [Dec. 16th, 2012|02:32 pm]
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You all heard about Hana's idea, I'm sure. Seems things are going smoothly, and since it's so cold lately I'd say that noodles are a good way to warm up, right?

And since we're just getting started, we're offering a discount to all pretty or cute people. Seeing as how that fits the grand majority, if not all, of us here, I'd say you have no excuse for not coming down for lunch. Just saying.

Chika-chan's a very good cook. So you won't be disappointed.

[[Will be playing the mistletoe event! Feel free to go get stuck with him, and if you want something specific just hit me up]]
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001 [Jul. 3rd, 2012|12:57 pm]
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Well, I have to say, this barrier is certainly something someone should be proud of. The question is, is it meant to keep me out or keep me in? Either way, I’d like to get out of here. It’d be troublesome to be stuck in here, really.

[He stops writing in the journal, and the audio of footsteps fills the empty space, as Sakura walks around – examining the barrier on the building and looking for any weak spots. The women are following him, twittering and speaking over one another to tell him he needs to keep writing and speak with everyone.]

Yes, yes, I heard you. [He sounds distracted for a moment. Damn it, you weirdo ladies, let him examine this shit. They don’t listen – they keep talking, sounding almost distressed. He sighs. When he speaks again, he sounds cheerful enough.] If you want my attention, I’ll of course be more than happy to give it. But don’t speak all at once like this. You’ll give a poor guy a headache.

I really need to find those three, anyway. It’d be troublesome to have them worry more, too.

[After a while, he gives up on trying to find a weakness. Clearly whomever made this barrier knew wtf they were doing.]

Alright, I give up. I give in. I don’t want to be scolded more, so I’ll keep writing. I’m not sure how much it is I’m supposed to write, really, but eventually I should satisfy these women, right? Okay. One sentence. Two sentences. Three sentences. Four sentences. So on and so forth.

Presumably whomever made this barrier should be in here with me, but they’re doing a good job of blending in with the rest of them. [But he’s never heard of someone creating a barrier within another barrier. Did something weird happen after that fight…?]

Anyway, have I written enough?

[That seems to be enough for now. He sets the journal down, and it’s in that time that there’s a brief video, which shows Sakura looking rather beat up and a little out-of-it, counter to how his writing and voice presents – he sounded pleasant enough, but this is the video of someone kind of exhausted, and, above all, looking incredibly troubled by these turns of events.]
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