37th Blossom: 05-04-12, Morning | Video

[graceful_cutter]

[Amy is at her piano today, not playing, but she seems to be looking longingly at the keys. Since it's daytime, her manner is sluggish-- as if she stayed up all night, when in truth she didn't.]

People come and go often in this place. I've seen so much of it that it doesn't faze me that much. It seems that there are many new voices on the network, however. It would be a pleasure to make new acquaintances when possible.

I would not mind hearing from those I have met before as well. I apologize for my silence. Things have been rough at the library where I work in.

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[plum_that_snaps]

Are you all right? You should take care of yourself. [A look of genuine friendly concern is on Hinamori's face.]

I don't think we've met—I'm Hinamori.

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I... I am simply fatigued. [She sighs, leaning her head on the piano.]

My name is Amy.

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[plum_that_snaps]

I'm glad to meet you, Amy.

Have you been here long? It sounded as though you were... [would it be odd to say 'very old'?] ...had been here a long time.

[The look of worry remains on Hinamori's face. She certainly doesn't look alright. But the girl had pushed away Hinamori's concern once, and she wasn't about to pry.]

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Yes. I've lived in the Port for almost two years now.

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[plum_that_snaps]

Ah. [A little sad and thoughtful.] Do you miss your home?

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[graceful_cutter]

No. I have never done so... it was a place far more nightmarish than this one.

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[plum_that_snaps]

I-I'm sorry to hear that! W-w-what was it like? I... guess it's good you're here then, if this place is better for you.

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It was a place full of violence, death... such is common in a warring time. Also, this was from a time far in the past.

[plum_that_snaps]

How far in the past?

[graceful_cutter]

Centuries ago. The 16th century, to be exact.

[plum_that_snaps]

Ah. So even further back than I'm from, then.

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From what point of history are you from?

[plum_that_snaps]

I'm about a hundred and twenty years old. Twenty-six, soon. So late 1800s Japan. I don't know my birthday—or my death day, rather—but I've always celebrated it on June third.

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You have lived all those years...? [Amy is fascinated.] I was simply plucked out from my time.

[plum_that_snaps]

Yes. Although it's a bit different, I suppose—where I'm from, everyone lives that long, and not much has changed in all that time. You've probably had to deal with a lot of changes, coming here.

[graceful_cutter]

I see... and yes, there had been much I had to cope with.

[plum_that_snaps]

[She realizes that's not a terribly complete explanation.] The place I'm from—it's called Soul Society. When people die, that's where they go. We keep aging until we die again, then we're reborn back into the Living World. But we live much longer than human lives—sometimes into the thousands of years.

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So... in a sense, you are a kind of spirit? [She's a bit curious.]

[plum_that_snaps]

Yes, that's it exactly. My body—though it's visible here—is made up of spiritual particles, not physical matter like a human's would be.

[graceful_cutter]

That is... that is interesting... [Amy is clearly fascinated now.]

I would like to see you in person sometime... if only to learn more.