WHO: Utena [
ofnobility] and Hot Movie Anthy [
attar-of-roses]
WHAT: Utena is going to pick up her not!wife from the docks...and shortly thereafter become very confused.
WHEN: RIGHT NOW!!
WHERE: Docks and then...probably the Detergent Bleach House? I dunno. Quicklog!
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Night breathes, whispering symphony//after a blood-soaked storm//love's light relieves )
... And it is a home, she thinks, though she wonders whose. And whether they lure in schoolchildren to cook for dinner, or perhaps merely enchant sports arenas.
She leans her head into Utena's shoulder. It's been some time since Utena's invitation, but she answers it anyway.]
I've never seen such a place.
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I guess everyone else is at work...come on, I'll find some towels so you can dry off. [It's at least warmer inside the house than it is outside.]
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Uncertainly]
You must feel the cold, too.
[When Utena returns she's standing at the window instead.]
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[When she comes back in the room, she's drying her hair with a rough towel with one hand. The other items, she hands to Anthy, and stands beside her at the window for a moment. She smiles over at her, apologetically.] Sorry. That was all I could find. Geez...[she puts a finger to her chin] We'll probably need extra blankets too.
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There's a long, sharp scar on her sternum, neat and white as a diamond. Her sedate, efficient movement as she dries herself does little to hide the freshly-healed skin.]
Have you been cold at night?
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Utena gapes for a moment, stupidly. Long enough to notice the scar at any rate. Color rises in her cheeks, and she looks away for propriety's sake. She keeps her back turned. Reaches, without looking, to draw the curtains.
After a long while, she manages to answer the question. Her voice is high-pitched and flustered, richly adolescent.] Uh, I dunno. A little bit, I guess. Rangiku-san gives me extra blankets, but it got so cold so quickly...
[She trails off. Blinks very slowly. They are talking about the weather, right?]
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The clothing does not fit her, and she smoothes the new skirt with both hands, once, before leaving it be. ]
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She leans back against the wall, and recalls the scar she'd just seen.] Umm...Himemiya?
[Utena glances over, bites her lip.]
Nevermind.
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