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memorychains) wrote2011-01-31 09:12 am
memorychains) wrote2011-01-31 09:12 am
► seventh sketch [Video]
[The feed cuts on to Naminé still looking a little drowsy, propping herself with an arm. She must be holding the gear with her other hand.]
What day... hn...
[There's a pause as she mentally calculates how long she's been out of it. To those who know her, her eyes seem visibly sadder.]
I'm... sorry if I worried anyone. I'm alright now. I think I fell asleep like what happened with the others. And--
[She abruptly stops when her eyes rove around though. For those who last remember though, she had four sketches on the wall. Her grip slackens a little, which allows the camera to show what caught her attention. There's another sketch that has been added to it. She blinks and runs a hand along it, staring, before her face breaks out into a soft smile.]
What day... hn...
[There's a pause as she mentally calculates how long she's been out of it. To those who know her, her eyes seem visibly sadder.]
I'm... sorry if I worried anyone. I'm alright now. I think I fell asleep like what happened with the others. And--
[She abruptly stops when her eyes rove around though. For those who last remember though, she had four sketches on the wall. Her grip slackens a little, which allows the camera to show what caught her attention. There's another sketch that has been added to it. She blinks and runs a hand along it, staring, before her face breaks out into a soft smile.]
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It's what friends do, right?
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[... it's nice to say. And she nods, her smile growing wider.]
Mm.
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Are you hungry? Ven brought sandwiches... [and there's lots left over]
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T-thanks.
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[There's lots of leftover sandwiches. He help to steady her]
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[She smiles a little, gesturing her head in the direction of the fifth drawing.]
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[Although it looks kind of out of place since it's not that good]
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It's really good.
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[And she beams at the drawing again with a small giggle.]
You should draw more.
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I'm glad. I'm really glad you like.
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I'll try.
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I look forward to it.
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So, what happened, while you were asleep? Were you dreaming?
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... sort of. It felt like I was back home again.
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Really? Did anything else happen?
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No, I just.
[There's a pause as she thinks about this.]
I just remembered some things I couldn't remember before.
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Like what?
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No, some things are better left unsaid.]
Painful memories.
[It was part of the truth, at least, if not the entire truth. She just chose to omit details.]
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Um...your pokemon are alright. I looked after them.
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She brightens up at that, looking around at the sleeping poke's in the room. All and accounted for, including Roxas' namesake, who she picks up and sets down on her lap. The little egg pokemon stirs in her sleep a little but doesn't wake up, letting out a small yawn.]
I can't thank you enough, Roxas.
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