I've never celebrated Thanksgiving. I'm not from North America, after all, and even though the holiday isn't exclusive to this place, it's where it's most common. So, I have never observed this day take place. I wonder if the news will be full of stories for it. I like that.

[Her NV is propped up in front of her, as is common, but she goes from ( Read more... )

There's a request I have.

[For the record, there are leaves in her white hair and what looks to be ... dust? on her bottom lip and chin. (They're butterfly scales, but really, it's just grey-orange dust, so it seems.) Wobbling, then, she pulls herself up from her cross-legged position into an upright but very deep slouch, standing on toothpick legs ( Read more... )

I don't suppose someone has a basket of small clothing they aren't using.

[What she's wearing isn't in perfect condition, but that's not what bothers her; rather, there are a few questionable dark stains on it- all right, more than a few, and it's getting unacceptable.]

If you do, though, you should give them to me, because you probably don't have a ( Read more... )

Hello.

[This voice coming through sounds very young, very tired, and very irate. She's also got the slightest of lisps, and is maybe a little bit breathless.]

This is a phone, even though it's not going to be working like a regular phone. I know that much. And I've heard it explained, too. Kind of tricky, isn't it?

[...]

There are people I'd like to ( Read more... )

[It's early morning, but Shijima is sneezing something fierce.]

I hate- [Sniff.] Weather like it's going to be. I hate the feeling it brings. More- than-

[Sneeze. Gosh.]

...Shoes.

[She huffs, and tugs blankets around herself. Right- she's on a carpeted floor, with a nest of blankets and couch cushions and articles of clothing about her. ( Read more... )

[High, high, high; the feed comes from up high in a tree. Shijima was not fond of the new arrival procedure, and had taken off almost instantly. Ridiculous, she'd thought. Really annoying. Really unnecessary.

Those things apply to the situation in general, not just the newer setup.

She's in no way pleased. Not a single bit, and the leaves rustle ( Read more... )

[Today, Shijima isn't alone in her posting. Her now-grown baby (that grey cat of hers, Yuu) isn't the face that's with her, either. Instead, she's draped across a man- he's all in black and he's got very long hair that's actually quite similar to her own. It covers his eyes, but her yellow ones stare as coolly as ever.

The two of them - Undertaker ( Read more... )

As a note- today feels somehow disturbing. These bones and things can definitely tell.

The rain will stop later, but it isn't that sort of feeling. I feel that it's a good idea to stay inside... Nnnnaa. Call it intuition, but don't say this thing didn't warn you. And I'm talking about despite how creepy it normally is, by the way...

[A little huff, ( Read more... )

[The feed starts with Shijima adjusting the camera, apparently propping it up on the floor. She must be bending over it to do so, because all that's in view right now is her legs, long (for her height), too-thin, and very white. Well- mostly white. Her feet are muddy, and there are streaks of the wet dirt up her shins, but the rest of her bare legs ( Read more... )

[Lord, but she's a sight today. Her hair's a mess, red-streaked in places, and there's dried blood all at her face, as if it'd come from her mouth in too-large amounts. There are also other large splatters of blood, up across her collarbone, but the camera doesn't show anything lower than that, so its source isn't readily indicated.

She's very ( Read more... )