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...Now what am I going to do with my time?

If anyone needs me, though I doubt anyone will, i'm going away  for a little bit. Grieving might not end anything but moving on straight away makes me feel a little less human.

...What exactly is going on?

[...]

I wonder if he's alright back home. Is it bad to want to be back there with him, even though I know what he'd do?
He'd try to kill me upon sight. He was going to do it anyway.

...I guess that it was something to do though. Right, mother?


[...]

I wonder if it's bad to speak with birds more than people.

...I think that i'm having one of those times whenI think i've missed something really big.
And I think it was something really big at that.

I take it that something bad happened last week.

You know what I have a problem with in this place? Keeping up with everything when new people arrive. I'm not the only one that gets confused with everyone asking questions at once, am I?

...If those scientists are really going to help then can't they explain everything about this place? It's their mess after all.


....And this wasn't the best idea for passing the time.

Since that shirt is now ruined...

I don't suppose anyone has seen any shirts have they? ...I've had a look in the nearby shops but they all seem too big. I don't really want to jump to the other side of the Safezone if there's going to be nothing there either.

[...]

Skyler, i'll meet you outside of the clinic. I just need to find something that I can actually wear outside.

I was wondering something, what are scars to you?
...Are they just painful reminders or are they something to be proud of?

I think i've lost count again.


Skyler? Cassidy? Do one of you two, or both, want to do something one day? I know I said i'd spar with Skyler...as long as i'm allowed I should be alright, at least to an extent.

[The PCD crackles loudly before a little yelp and some rather pained groaning can be heard. There's the quiet sound of shuffling for a few moments before it rather abruptly stops.

Silence follows for a few minutes.]

...Where am I now?

Why...does my neck hurt so much? And my chest...

[The PCD feed starts to show Kamui sitting under a tree that's been seen many times. He's apparently busy doing something, at least he's looking off screen and his arms are moving.]

Seeing how people are being changed this time around...it makes me glad that I don't swear anymore. I'd rather avoid the sparkles and such.
Still, I guess this just shows  who has self-control and manners...

[He absently trails off and tilts his head a few times before a flower crown can be seen, apparently made out of some of the more vicious plants.]

I guess...sometimes you just don't forget things.

I think...that i'd like to go home now.

This place is becoming too alike that time...and unlike then it'll be all my fault if I walk away. No matter what I say or do. Smart move, Kamui. You've gone and trapped yourself.


...I need something to take my mind off of things. And yet, if I leave i'll lose everything. Tough call.

[The PCD is turned on by a rather absent Kamui, at least in the respect that he's busy moving energy and indeed a lot of rubble. And it's all for the sake of a little breeze which comes with it. Shinken is next to his side, blade down in the ground. The teen pauses, shakes his head and then fumbles with the device, pointing it away from himself to look out at the neaby Wastelands. Obviously he's by the border fences.

In the distance one can make out some rather nasty figures, tall although not really moving all that much.]

...I think...the heat's pulling creatures closer. Maybe the Wastelands get hotter the further you go...
As long as the barriers hold out in this sandstorm people are predicting...

Maybe I should get back... I don't think people would be too happy if I ended up with another pipe wound.


I...don't suppose anyone knows how to keep fish healthy, do they? ...They've been fine all this time but now some of them are floating on their sides.

[The device is turned around again, not intentionally, as the teen moves his arm. There's a small sigh and the sound of Shinken apparently being picked back up before the feed is turned off.]

...Everyone seems to be saying the same things. It's hot, there's limited water and there's no air conditioning.
Maybe...this is our fault in a way.

Summers are meant to be hot and...at least it's not like this in the middle of winter.
...Hopefully it'll only be a week long. And...hopefully the wind doesn't start up.


I'm going to keep looking around.

[As the feed clicks on Kamui can be seen lazily lying in bed, whether he’s feeling a bit under the weather or is simply being lazy will remain a mystery. There’s a fish bowl just in shot which seems to be the main focus of Kamui’s attention, despite the fact that he intentionally started the video feed.]

...I think that there are days when it’s good to be here and there are days when it’s bad. Days when you want to stay and days when you want to go home.

[He pauses for a few moments before swinging himself round to sit on the bed edge. Absently he rubs a hand over his shoulder.]

I think that maybe i’m getting too old for saving people, maybe... Does anyone else get that feeling that maybe some people you just need to leave and let what happens simply happen?

I know that you can’t save everyone but...can you really let something bad happen to someone if you can see it happening. Can you really let it happen if you know that the other person won’t stop it themselves?

[He shakes his head, rests his hands in his lap and stares down at them.]

Maybe... I think i’m missing people from home again. Silly really.

This...is one of those times to stay indoors, I think.
Kissing really isn't something I want to do...or have done to me.

Christmas in July though...isn't that an overused joke?

More people gone...always the ones you least expect.
I wonder if i'll be lucky and go soon as well.


...I hope someone else knows how to look after a cat.

...It's strange. I never thought that i'd miss the campus as much as I do right now.
Must be one of those...moments, I guess.

Homesickness. I suppose that it shows up when you're not doing anything...
Or something.