[The poncle blinks again, even more confused than before. She opens her mouth to ask why, but shuts it again.
"I'm back". Those words--...right. That's all she needed to know to understand. Miyabi's look of confusion turned to a quiet understanding, and she nodded her head. Those idiot scientists really were starting to make her mad.]
Okay, but I'm going to speak so Akane can understand, okay?
[She smiles, then digs into the sleeves of her winter robe, pulling out a brush and some ink from a hidden pocket there. She'll make this story interesting for you in her own way, Luke, without talking. A picture's worth 1000 words, right? The poncle draws what appears to be a village on the paper, in long, quick strokes, writing under--]
Long, long ago... A tiny hamlet known as Kamiki lay nestled in a grove of proud and beautiful cherry blossoms. Each and every tree around the quiet burg was honored as a god.
However, the village was not without its dark secrets.
[Ah, this was nostalgic. Miyabi smiled and closed her eyes, remembering the time she told this story to Nami, when she was sick in bed, and how she enjoyed it. It was...definitely nice, sharing the tale again, to a new friend.]
[Written | Voice] - We both suck so hard. |D;;
"I'm back". Those words--...right. That's all she needed to know to understand. Miyabi's look of confusion turned to a quiet understanding, and she nodded her head. Those idiot scientists really were starting to make her mad.]
Okay, but I'm going to speak so Akane can understand, okay?
[She smiles, then digs into the sleeves of her winter robe, pulling out a brush and some ink from a hidden pocket there. She'll make this story interesting for you in her own way, Luke, without talking. A picture's worth 1000 words, right? The poncle draws what appears to be a village on the paper, in long, quick strokes, writing under--]
Long, long ago... A tiny hamlet known as Kamiki lay nestled in a grove of proud and beautiful cherry blossoms. Each and every tree around the quiet burg was honored as a god.
However, the village was not without its dark secrets.
[Ah, this was nostalgic. Miyabi smiled and closed her eyes, remembering the time she told this story to Nami, when she was sick in bed, and how she enjoyed it. It was...definitely nice, sharing the tale again, to a new friend.]