[video] July 11th, morning.

[canis-blade.livejournal.com]

[The video on the PDA flickers once or twice. A hand blocking the screen moves away to reveal a corner of blue sky and an extremely tired face. The face in question belongs to a young woman with short black hair. Naoto looks beat up, worn, as if she had just come out of a fight.]

Is...this on?

[She blinks at the screen a couple of times, hesitating a little bit more before plunging on.]

I'm sorry, but I won't fight your battles. That's something the people in this city should do. I have to do something back home and...I have to get back. I have to save them.

[A pause. Her face is darkening now and her mouth is set into a hard line.]

Please. Return my katana to me. Now.

Comments

voice.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

...

Yes. Fighters for them. It is how we may return.

voice.

[canis-blade.livejournal.com]

[She's angry at this, but doesn't want to take it out on this man. It's not his fault, but it is hers.]

Has...anyone been able to leave?

voice.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

Never. The desert is endless. You may say their souls have left, but I do not know of that, either.

voice.

[canis-blade.livejournal.com]

Ah.

voice.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

Some have died here, aru. But, yes- souls are the... focus of this place.

voice.

[canis-blade.livejournal.com]

[it's terse and short] Died. While fighting for them.

voice.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

While brought here by them, yes. Another one of us [- slightest pause, switch to text -] killed them. This is he (http://community.livejournal.com/soul_campaign/94285.html?mode=reply).

voice.

[canis-blade.livejournal.com]

[Her eyes narrow at the sight of the words murder and sexual assault but then-]

Soul consumption?

voice.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

[longer pause.]

That is why I said some may not have moved on, if they believed in that.

voice.

[canis-blade.livejournal.com]

So they kill people by eating their souls.

voice.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

Yes.

voice.

[canis-blade.livejournal.com]

[Buhhhh-]

How...can someone eat a soul?

voice.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

They should not be able to.

... But... by swallowing, it would seem possible.

voice.

[canis-blade.livejournal.com]

[Disturbed.] Is the soul...corporeal?

voice.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

Here, it seems so.

voice.

[canis-blade.livejournal.com]

That's...[crazy, weird, slightly disturbing, but Naoto doesn't say any of the following.]

voice.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

... Impossible?

We wish.

voice.

[canis-blade.livejournal.com]

.....[Thinking on this.]

voice.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

[long pause.]

Aa. Your name?

voice.

[canis-blade.livejournal.com]

[Where were her manners?]

Naoto Fuyumine.

voice.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

Welcome. I am China.

voice.

[canis-blade.livejournal.com]

Thank- [huh what, but Naoto shouldn't be making fun of other people's names. After all she was named after the person who murdered her parents.]

Thank you...China.

voice.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

It was nothing. [he has marked you as one of those that may need help in the future. another kind one of Japan's.]

voice.

[canis-blade.livejournal.com]

[Naoto appreciates his help very much since he was the first one that helped her here..]