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A month had nearly passed and O-Ren Ishii was no closer to figuring out what had happened to her than when she had kissed Arya for the second time ( Read more... ) -
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While the weeks since her dreamscape trip to Japan had generally given the island a happier, calmer O-Ren, the days since the Halloween party had returned to her to a silent, almost taciturn state. She didn't try explaining the change-- if she thought about it-- to any of the others in the hut ( Read more... ) -
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Chapter 1:
The Empty Room in Osaka
Apartment 217, in a nondescript block of an apartment building on the outskirts of downtown Osaka, Japan.
Laying on a bare floor, a clunky mobile phone began to ring. Despite the amount of money such a phone would cost in the late part of the eighties, before the big rush really began, it wasn't even the most ( Read more... ) -
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Opp!Plot, Angua
So many things to say, and O-Ren hadn't any idea how to begin to express them all ( Read more... ) -
Locked up tight.
O-Ren pushed up the sleeve of her kimono and rubbed gingerly at one of the sites of injection, watching the bruise disappear for a moment or two, only to return with a slight sting. She couldn't find a bit of anger in herself about that. Part of her deeply wished that they had brought her down by bullet or blade instead ( Read more... ) -
I'm going hunting...
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If we talk and it's not in a thread, it's here. -
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She couldn't remember the last time she'd allowed herself to sleep in the presence of another living, breathing person. It had been hard to fall asleep, imagining she could hear a pulse in the room that wasn't her own. That there was an open patch in her new home's room helped; she could see the stars ( Read more... )
