♘ duel the eleventh. ( video. action. )

[coronated]

I. video.

[Utena had been scarce after the night of the fireworks - the cold did not agree with her, and even her basketball court had been abandoned for the time being. The Vine unfurls to show her using the magic dirt for something, perched in the window sill of one of the high, arching windows of her room. A piece of the Tower, here in the

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[Santana sings a much better Happy Birthday than those dumb birds. And can prove it!]

[coronated]

[Oh, wow. Utena is flattered, and smiles, tucking her knees to her chest.]

Whoa..that's really nice. A lot better than the birds. Thanks, Santana.

[heretolookhot]

No problem, sweetie. Going alright so far?

[coronated]

It's been okay. Really, I didn't know it was my birthday until they started to sing.

[heretolookhot]

How do you not know?

[coronated]

There aren't any calendars, you know. With everything else that goes on here, I lost track of the days.

[heretolookhot]

Doesn't matter, I'm on that shit like a hawk. No way I'm gonna forget turning eighteen just because of some dumb garden.