Another year nearly passed. I trust everyone is well. My...apologies for distancing myself.

[A pause, wondering how indepth she should explain herself before continuing.]

I have had a lot to think on, but I have come to a conclusion in it all. All is well.

[Her voice is quiet, almost stoic. The sound of paper being folded can just barely be ( Read more... )

[Konan flips the device on, walking slowly, peering down at the screen. There's a bark at her side, signifying that Rakuen is with her, trotting along to keep her safe. Konan looks thoughtful however, blue eyes staring and yet...not precisely paying attention either.]

Link-san has numbered those missing...

[Her voice is calm, bordering ( Read more... )

With every trip from another world home...

[The line of thought is cut off as Konan seems to reflect on how precisely she wants to word what she has to say.]

It was...an interesting diversion, as was the one I spoke to...even if perhaps his mouth got the best of him a time or two. But the renewal of supplies was appreciated, all the same.

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[Konan can be seen, staring out at the water, Rakuen at her side, fidgeting. It's obvious the wolf is ready to play, and with a wave of Konan's hand she tears off across the sand, howling.]

She will be able to expend a great deal of energy here, I think...

[The cloak is unfastened, dragged down to reveal her shoulders, and held modestly just over ( Read more... )

[Konan is walking, peering at the screen as she moves, though now and then glancing up and away as she talks.]

More come and go all the time...No rhyme, no reason. They simply come and go with the ebb and flow of the tides. The Tower returns, the dreams come. It begins over, with minute changes.

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...It is not an even exchange by any means.

I will be out, today. With Rakuen

A different sort of trick, but over now, nonetheless. We can be grateful for that, at least ( Read more... )

-the communicator switches on to the growling of a hungry, playful puppy. She whimpered softly, barking into the communicator. The subtle sound of someone turning on a crude mattress can be heard before Konan's voice follows-

Envy-san...what on earth are you doing here? Get off of me. Now.

-Konan's voice is apathetic, unimpressed, and filled with ( Read more... )

Rakuen...will be a fitting name for her, I think. I will have to procure milk from Zelda-san's home for her.