004//Video/Action

[heart0fsword]

[The mirror forms from a an accidental touch as Kenshin works her way around a wall, looking for something in particular, knowing she'll find it eventually. She's silent for the moment, though she has been singing for no apparent reason all day... songs she doesn't know on top of it--but it isn't anything like being turned into a dragon so she has

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[notvitiligo]

Um...

You're, uh, on candid camera...

Video

[heart0fsword]

[She hears the voice (and doesn't sense any sort of ki) and already knows what it has to be, turning until she sees the mirror forming from the vine.]

[She just stares at it for the moment. Obviously by now she has gotten used to the vine--she just doesn't interact with it... ever.]

[She can't help but notice the person's odd appearance but she says nothing about it.]

...

So it would seem...

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[notvitiligo]

Yeah, sorry. This thing just decided you needed to be broadcast or something.

Uh, you're a pretty good singer.

My dad likes that song.

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[heart0fsword]

It seems to do that now and then...

[Maybe it was jealous for her attention or something...]

[She raises a brow at being called a good singer... considering she'd never really sung before.]

I've never heard it before...

[Ah, this day was weird...]

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[c_zacatechichi]

[And then there is Miss Fela lingering curiously nearby. It is nice to see that Kenshin seems to be enjoying the day a bit, for once. She doesn't want to interrupt the other woman, but she doesn't want to not greet her either.]

That was lovely.

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[heart0fsword]

[She noted the presence nearby, and on another occasion she would probably have made to distance herself form it, as it was she just remained there with the flowers.]

[She looked up, the normal scowl that seemed to cling to her face all but absent... instead she just looked tired.]

Hello, Fela-san...

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[c_zacatechichi]

[If she isn't to be rebuffed, she comes a little closer, crouching down on the balls of her feet beside the other woman. She smiles gently.]

Hello, Kenshin. How are you doing today?

[The tired expression worries her, but she holds back and gauges before she starts up her sisterly fussing.]

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[heart0fsword]

I'm alright.

[She looks down at the flowers she'd gathered, lifting a hand to brush her fingers along the edge of a petal.]

Oddly nostalgic...

[More openly than usual anyway.]

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[mnementomori]

[well, the sound of that is melancholy, and it cuts through her strangely giddy mood. The mirror shows her sitting with her back against a wall, her knees drawn up to her chest. She knows that feeling.]

Do you...miss someone?

[video]

[heart0fsword]

[She looks up, a bit wide-eyed, having not expected to hear a voice she couldn't sense first.]

...

[Her look softens again, though her normal scowl still doesn't return, turning down to the flowers in her hands.]

Yes...

[video]

[mnementomori]

I'm sorry.

I do, too.

[video]

[heart0fsword]

[She just nods in response.]

...

How long... was this showing...?

[meaning how long was she being picked up by the mirror--she isn't familiar enough with more modern notions of video or radio broadcasts to use such terminology]

[hotshot_momma]

Part of your history, or it just came to you?

[heart0fsword]

[By now she's aware that the vine has had a bit of a mind of its own, but she's still not leaving the flowerbed either... or trying to command the mirror--she's in such a strange mood today...]

A bit of both, I imagine...

[hotshot_momma]

I see. I will not pry.

But you have my sympathies. And you are a good singer.

[heart0fsword]

Thank you.

...

[She really isn't sure how to take the 'good singer' comments... that's the second one...]