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4th Restoration -- Video

[Her apartment is a tidy place, neither too big, nor too small. One might consider it a very modest dwelling, considering her profession, but she does not feel the need for extravagance. Potted plants can be seen here and there, clearly well cared for, though the more striking pieces would be the ikebana arrangements she's put together.]

And so the city begins to wake from winter. Of course, that assumes that it ever truly sleeps. Even what seems like it should be rest may not be.

[There's a rocking chair that's very conspicuously doing what it's been designed for, despite the fact that it's unoccupied, and indeed Retsu is nowhere near it. Also, it seems to be . . . crocheting a blanket? Oddly enough, the chair seems almost content, if a chair can have such a feeling.]

[Retsu offers a vaguely fond smile in the chair's direction.] Life is often more resilient than we think.

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[ Excuse the very rude and curious alien girl... ]

What's wrong with those plants?

[And she shall. As the alien girl isn't bothering anyone, Retsu has no need to be scary. For now.]

I can assure you they are quite healthy. It is merely the way I have arranged them.

[He's at work, because everyone thinks he's already left for the day and he's enjoying the peace and quiet. He sees the ikebana, but doesn't comment on it. Instead, he focuses on the chair.]

That is the chair from the news, is it not?

She is indeed. [She's already spent time talking to the spirit. Sweet old lady, really.] I could not in good conscience leave her somewhere she would have been unhappy.

I cannot see how she would be unhappy in your home.

[He ticks up an eyebrow.]

She?

The dear lady only wishes to have some company; she felt a little out-of-sorts, with her family deciding to give her away.

[A little smile. Why the ticked eyebrow?] Yes. She. The spirit's name is Vivian, and she does not appreciate being referred to as an object.

[Because he's amused. Because of course, she's talked to the spirit. He's amused.]

Would she object to her creations being given to charity or auctioned for charitable purposes?

[Because Kuchiki has a plan.]

Mm. Vivian? [Another glance over at the chair. It can't be heard over the NV, but something about the chair's demeanour indicates approval.]

She very much approves of this idea.

I will speak to the others on the committee.

[See that look? You know that look. That's the evil, calculating, arrogant nobleman who is the Kuchiki.]

It is time we looked beyond the Newcomers to those the natives have forgotten.

[The Kuchiki. Pft. If she wants to, she owns you, and you know it.] Indeed. It is a matter that should be looked into.

[And of course she knows that look. She chooses to find it amusing.] Politicking away, I see.

[Yes, yes she does and he's okay with it. A small incline of the head.]

It has taken a year, but I believe I understand this place enough to begin.

I've no doubt you've taken the time to study the city at great length from such an angle.

[A small smile.]

When have you known me to be anything less than thorough?

[As if you're never impulsive, Byakuya. C'mon, she knows.]

[But she smiles back.] Yes, I remember you to be thorough even from the days of your toddlerhood, causing near-panic among your estate's staff when you managed to slip away unsupervised on one venture or another.

[Because there clearly need to be stories of The Kuchiki randomly wandering off as a two-year-old.]

[Unichan, why you hurt the Byakuya? Why?]

As I remember, I rarely got far, as there were several taichous quite willing to return me.

[Ukitake, Kyouraku, Unohana, Yamamoto... Not to mention pretty much everyone who knew who he was. Byakuya was a precocious child.]

[Don't all moms tell embarrassing stories about the kids? At least it's a private conversation.]

Ah, but the fact that it often took taichou to do it says something.

[Yes, and he's far more amused than he's letting on at the moment. Being a terror to the guards and a few select people around the seireitei are fond memories.]

It was my understanding they were the only ones who wished to involve themselves, for fear of Ojii-sama's displeasure.

You're a doctor right?

[Unseen of course, but her eyebrow ticks up marginally at this. Her profession is no secret, but the message is rather out-of-the-blue. Nevertheless, she does not question it.]

I am, yes. Is there something that you need?

[It's out of the blue, yes, but. It's easier to trace a call to an NV, not so easy to trace an NV when it's on the open network.]

I'm looking for a discreet doctor. Your name was on the clinic board.

[Well, that's not really the sort of thing she'd understand, but hey. A request for help is a request for help.]

Discretion is always a priority. I will not ask you the nature of your problem over this device, but an appointment at the clinic can be made.

If an appointment can be made for Alvin Draper, that would be much appreciated.

Of course. My clinic hours are Tuesday and Thursday afternoons beginning at 2PM. Is there a time you would prefer?

[With all your worries about discretion, she of course doesn't believe that's your real name. But that's unimportant. And you of course wouldn't want to raise suspicion by having her come in at an odd time for her, right?]

[Of course not.]

Thursday at 3?

[There will be momentary pause, as she checks the schedule for the day.]

The time is open. I shall expect you then.

See you then.

[You're a lovely lady, of course, Unohana, but he only has eyes for the chair.]

And what forces are at work here?

[Oh that's quite okay. The chair is a striking lady in her own right.]

A determined spirit. She is rather attached to this world.

So no magic or other trickery on your part?

As long as her attachment is a peaceable one...

None at all.

I have spoken to her, can feel the weight of her presence. She means no harm to anyone, and indeed I would not have taken her in if she had.

Even if her attachment does turn sour, there are far more dangerous things to be possessed than a rocking chair with a penchant for knitting.

This is true. Vivian has at the least chosen a rather benign object to inhabit.

Vivian? What a lovely name!

Indeed. And either very apt, or very ironic, considering its derivation.

Well, she is most definitely a survivor.

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