[identity profile] canis-blade.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] demise_archive
[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.

voice.

Date: 2009-12-24 03:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] closedmarket.livejournal.com
[longer pause.]

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

voice.

Date: 2009-12-24 04:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] closedmarket.livejournal.com
They should not be able to.

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

voice.

Date: 2009-12-24 04:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] closedmarket.livejournal.com
... Impossible?

We wish.

voice.

Date: 2009-12-24 04:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] closedmarket.livejournal.com
[long pause.]

Aa. Your name?

voice.

Date: 2009-12-24 04:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] closedmarket.livejournal.com
Welcome. I am China.

voice.

Date: 2009-12-24 05:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 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.]