fifteenth • voice

[acowardlyoak]

... They should come back. I never did anything to deserve this.

[ the journal flips open, shut, then open again in a matter of moments. shuri's staring straight ahead, not exactly sulking - for once. but not looking entirely happy. ]

No one would have missed him anyway. It's not like his - [ grumble, grumble. shuri waves a hand absently. ] We

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[notakor]

...You mean... Hakuren? [It's a guess, since he doesn't know their relationship that well, but- that's his cousin, right? So.]

[acowardlyoak]

[ ... oh, it was recording. ]

Yeah.

[notakor]

[Man it must be nice to have the luxury of wanting to go home. :|]

You shouldn't say things like that about people, Shuri. Especially family.

[acowardlyoak]

It's all true!

[notakor]

You don't know that. I'm sure someone would miss him, even just one person.

[acowardlyoak]

All the people who would miss him are here.

[notakor]

...I gotta say, Shuri, it's pretty funny for someone like you to assume you know what's in the hearts of everyone who knows him.

[acowardlyoak]

And why's that?

[notakor]

Because you have a barely-working concept of what it means to enjoy the company of other people.

[acowardlyoak]

I do not!

[notakor]

Hmm... okay. Who are your friends here in Luceti?

[acowardlyoak]

That would be... [ ... THINK. ] Gold, Masaomi, Mikado and... that girl.

[notakor]

"That girl"? [Oh god Shuri seriously can you get any more rude.]

[acowardlyoak]

Jennifer.

[notakor]

If you knew her name, why didn't you use it?

[acowardlyoak]

I forgot it. I haven't seen her in a while!

Oh! And Mitsuru.