[ week 13; day 7 | video ] re-intro to adulthood

[fakeorgans]

[ Chrome is not a talkative person where strangers are concerned, but even by a standard of that, this is an uncomfortable broadcast to construct. What does one -- say after such happenings? I'm sorry, I spent the last week ten years younger; would anyone care to fill me in on the details of what I missed while in a less-than-mature mindset? Although, no, she would never be so blunt. I'm back. But she never left. And yet she had. For a time. And it is all still coalescing; the past and the present. The her of ten years before and the her from now. In that strange space in the middle.

Never mind. For now. ]

Il mio nome e' Chrome Dokuro. I am the Guardian of Mist.

[ Which wouldn't necessarily be relevant, but Boss is here. It is relevant. ]

The last week --

Whatever I missed.

Whoever's come.

Hello.