[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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Do you...miss someone?
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[Her look softens again, though her normal scowl still doesn't return, turning down to the flowers in her hands.]
Yes...
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I do, too.
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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]
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I guess it must have been the whole song.
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What are you taking the flowers for?
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She liked blue irises...
[though it isn't as though she has a grave to set them at... so she isn't sure why she picked them...]
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Maybe the Queen can find her for you.
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I don't... know that that is possible...
[And more importantly, she isn't sure if that would a miracle... or some kind of horror...]
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[and then as if on cue after being silent for too long the singing just starts up again...]
People say she's only in my head...
It's gonna take time but I'll forget
They say I need to get on with my life
But they don't realize...
'Cause when you're talkin' out loud but nobody's there
You look like hell and you just don't care
Drinkin' more than you ever drank
Sinkin' down lower than you ever sank
When you find yourself fallin' down upon your knees
Prayin' to God, beggin' him please
That's when she's more than a memory
[Kenshin manages to stop after just that much, clearing her throat a bit... it was one thing when that was happening when she was alone--another when she was actually in the middle of talking to someone... (or failing at talking to someone)]
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Sorry...
[ooc; "More than a Memory", Garth Brooks I like Garth Brooks ><, spliced the appropriate lyrics...]
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You don't have to say sorry. Those words...are from your heart, right? If you miss someone, the hurt never goes away.
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I suppose...
[She has no idea where the songs keep coming from--it's not as though she KNOWS them.]
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And no... it doesn't...
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Aa...
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