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[pinkflowergod]

Yare, yare

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[yetsleeping]

...Shunsui?

[pinkflowergod]

[He smiles easily at the unfamiliar woman.] That's me. But I'm afraid I don't remember having met you--and I couldn't forget such a lovely face.

[He speaks lightheartedly, despite the worry well-hidden in his eyes. Ukitake hadn't been in good shape when he last saw him.]

[yetsleeping]

...oh. Well, it's not that unusual that you wouldn't remember me, really. I mean, people come here and then they go away and come back without remembering, and plus we're not even sure they really come back or if they're other thems, if that makes sense which I think it doesn't especially since you just got here and don't remember!

[BREATHE, PRISCILLA.]

[She takes a deep breath.]

I'm Priscilla. I've spoken to... well, anyway, you're back. I mean, you're here.

[pinkflowergod]

[He raises an eyebrow. She doesn't show any of the signs of being drunk, but she wasn't making any sense. And he was pretty sure he'd never met her before.]

Slow down, Priscilla-san. Where is here?

[yetsleeping]

Anatole! This is a city called Anatole. And it's nowhere near... Soul... Society?

[pinkflowergod]

Soul Society is where I'm from, yes. Hm, Anatole...

[He was sure he'd remember if he'd been here before, or if he'd met this woman. He had a quite good memory for people's names and faces.]