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Thank you!

[Rin is on a horse.

No, wait. Rin is a horse.

Oh bother.]

...what the hell.

[She doesn't know her PCD is on either. ENJOY THE ZODIAC CURSE, ADSTRINGENDUM!]

[Worry not, Adstringendum. Rin has found shelter, warmth and something hot to drink - though she isn't drinking it. Instead, she is sitting against a wall, staring at herself in a broken piece of glass. As she touches her uneven hair, her expression doesn't flicker.]

Hm. [She holds up a pair of rusty scissors and begins to cut. When she ( Read more... )

... [There is a shaky exhale and then a hoarse, soft voice.] I can't...move. [A thin, pale hand touches the screen, drawing the communicator nearer. Rin is wearing a traditional Japanese robe and her hair is very uneven.]

Haru...? I want to find Haru. [She gazes at the screen blankly.] I can't find him. I don't think I will ever see him ( Read more... )

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