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010 [Aug. 12th, 2013|05:56 pm]
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[Accidental video]
[It's late into the night, or possibly just early into the morning. In either case, Sakura is awake and the journal is recording without his notice. He's pacing a room, not quite fidgeting but looking ill at ease, and if he seems a little worse-for-wear, it's not totally unexpected, given everything that happened recently.]

[It's clear that he's exhausted. There are heavy bags under his eyes, as if he's been fighting sleep for over two weeks. He rubs at one eye absently, and sighs, his shoulders slumping. He used to be able to go much longer without sleep -- but after a year of regular nights of sleep, he'd grown used to it again.]

[He looks up from his work, and it's clear that there's a scattering of hobbies around him. At the moment, he was concentrating on folding origami, and the table he sits up is filled with stray cranes, rabbits, and other random animals. But his mind isn't in it and he pushes the paper away. He rubs at his face again and stands up, pacing around, picking up a pair of scissors and staring at a bonsai that's been clipped within an inch of his life, and sets the scissors back down with a sigh. He picks up at a cookbook, shakes his head and replaces it. He wanders around some more, clearly just bored and wishing he could sleep.]

[He sits down with a heavy sigh.]

Damn it.

[And he picks up some fabric, unclear what it is he's sewing, but he stares down at the fabric for a long moment before he closes his eyes, shakes his head, and sets that aside, too.]

[The camera times out for a long while, but when it picks back up again - a few hours later, the sun already rising, Sakura's no longer in his room, but rather at the hospital. The reason becomes clear, for those who didn't already know, as he comes upon the egg that holds Tachibana, sleeping seemingly peacefully. Sakura watches him for a moment, looking even more exhausted now that the day's started, hands in his pockets and slumping into himself.]

... Just wake up already. [He's tired of worrying so much.]
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009 [Jul. 3rd, 2013|04:20 pm]
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[It starts with Sakura doing typical cleaning things at the noodle shop, wiping down tables and rearranging the menus. Although tucked under his arm, there are some menus that have rather adorable little flowers doodled onto them, and he seems cheerful enough as he works.]

[He props up the journal so he can smile into it]

Well. I don't really know the tradition for things like this. Is it something like a birthday? An anniversary? Do we give gifts or receive gifts? Or is it something that's just used as a means for introspection, the typical, "gasp, have I really been here for so long?"

I guess what I'm saying is, is there anything special about being here for one year? Or does it not count if you go home for a few months, too?

In any case, I've been here a year. Which means that Tachibana and Chika-chan have been here for about that same amount, too. And it just feels strange not to remark on it or do something to mark the occasion.

So even though the noodle shop isn't a year old (yet), I'll give discounts to anyone who wants to skip their way down here. You'll get an even bigger discount if you admit that you're cute.

I'll even give you these cute menus designed by someone super cute. [And he waves the flower-drawn menus in front of the camera before he shuts it off with a laugh]
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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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007 [Feb. 7th, 2013|09:44 pm]
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[Shows a quick close-up of Sakura, who's just smiling like a total fool as he bends down near the journal, lifting his hand (like in the icon) to speak in a staged whisper,]

You know, I said it before, but I was drunk then but this time I definitely mean it. Tachibana's definitely the prettiest, isn't he? Although he'd just say I'm biased.

But look, look.

[And he angles the journal up so that it starts recording Tachibana, who is busy actually doing, well, his job. They're at the noodle shop. Sakura bends back down into the screen again, smiling like an idiot in a total "see, see?" kind of look, and when he looks away it's clear he's just totally beaming at Tachibana]

[And of course eventually Tachibana notices. He looks awkward for a second and then just mutters, "Will you go back to work, you idiot?"]

[Sakura laughs. ♥]

I'm just telling everyone about the special discount at the shop today! [He beams down at the camera, clearly smitten.] Lasting now until Valentine's Day because I say so, you can get 20% off any meal you'd like!

[And then he drops his voice again, whispering,]

See? He's the best. [♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥]
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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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005 [Jan. 6th, 2013|09:41 pm]
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[It's a little hard to make out at first, but the light of the moon helps illuminate even in the darkness. It's Sakura lounging in - what else - a sakura tree, seeming kind of bored. He's humming a little to himself, letting his legs hang down off the branch, swinging in time to whatever song he's singing]

[...] [The journal swings with him for a moment before he sighs out, looking down at it with a little smile.]

Hmmm... Sunset was two hours ago and yet it's taken you this long to find me? Unless your hope was to put me into a bored-induced stupor first. If you're into that kind of thing...

[He laughs, softly, looking off into the darkness, his eyes with an eerie glow as he stares off, perhaps sensing, perhaps waiting. He's smiling.]

I think you're losing your touch, Tachibana.
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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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003 [Oct. 28th, 2012|11:03 pm]
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Hey, you know, Tachibana's really pretty, right? Objectively speaking, I mean. You don't even have to want to make out with him - just look at the guy. He's hot, right?

He seems to think he's not, and it's totally cute. Doesn't matter how many times I say it.

[Completely red-faced - and not from blushing - he just starts to laugh, big and loud.]


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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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