03.03 - Drawing a backwards world
No, Kurosaki- Stop that, it's unbecoming. This is a hospital, gather yourself and be silent. You're unsettling the other patients.
[Ametatsu starts at the sound of her own, disembodied voice lifting her head from the old notebook it had been buried in. She looks around her room, trying to find the source of the sounds.] What...
... [A small, tired but fond sigh.] No, Inoue-san, they will not be giving me a robotic arm. They will simply be finishing what the Arrancar had started, and transpose some skin over it.
[Insert pause here, with some faint footsteps of four people.] I do not need one. [Another pause.] I simply would not feel right if I have an artificial limb attached to my body. It will not be the same, and I know I will not feel comfortable with something so unnatural.
Yes, I will be fine, Sado-san. It is a relatively short procedure, compared to-
[Ame's voice is cut off, and there's a surprised sound that's obviously from her.]
... I will heal. In time. There is no need to be worried.
[The voice and background sounds of hospital fade away for a moment, then come back, this time with the sounds of monitoring equipment beeping softly. There's one pair of footsteps walking across the floor, until they pause, walk again, then stop completely.]
... Worrying really does not suit you, Kurosaki, [comes Ame's voice again, a little softer, and somewhat out of it.
Meanwhile the real Ame has a surprised look on her face as she's listening.]
Out, then, if you want to keep on walking. Your footsteps are grating on my ears. [There's a small shift of bed sheets.] Noisy, annoying shinigami...
[There are footsteps again, and cloth rustles loudly. The disembodied voice of Ame mumbles incoherently while the real one starts.] Mm. Like a boy.
[Ame removes her glasses to massage her nosebridge.] ... I do not even remember that.
[Ametatsu starts at the sound of her own, disembodied voice lifting her head from the old notebook it had been buried in. She looks around her room, trying to find the source of the sounds.] What...
... [A small, tired but fond sigh.] No, Inoue-san, they will not be giving me a robotic arm. They will simply be finishing what the Arrancar had started, and transpose some skin over it.
[Insert pause here, with some faint footsteps of four people.] I do not need one. [Another pause.] I simply would not feel right if I have an artificial limb attached to my body. It will not be the same, and I know I will not feel comfortable with something so unnatural.
Yes, I will be fine, Sado-san. It is a relatively short procedure, compared to-
[Ame's voice is cut off, and there's a surprised sound that's obviously from her.]
... I will heal. In time. There is no need to be worried.
[The voice and background sounds of hospital fade away for a moment, then come back, this time with the sounds of monitoring equipment beeping softly. There's one pair of footsteps walking across the floor, until they pause, walk again, then stop completely.]
... Worrying really does not suit you, Kurosaki, [comes Ame's voice again, a little softer, and somewhat out of it.
Meanwhile the real Ame has a surprised look on her face as she's listening.]
Out, then, if you want to keep on walking. Your footsteps are grating on my ears. [There's a small shift of bed sheets.] Noisy, annoying shinigami...
[There are footsteps again, and cloth rustles loudly. The disembodied voice of Ame mumbles incoherently while the real one starts.] Mm. Like a boy.
[Ame removes her glasses to massage her nosebridge.] ... I do not even remember that.