ba mươi sáu ❀| in the footsteps of ghosts

[lotuslife]

[Fourteen years isn't so long ago; one year is even shorter. Still, somehow the former seems like yesterday, and the latter a decade. With them are both memories still raw in her thoughts and ones set so deep in her mind that they may well be part of the marrow of her bones now

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[coolbowtie]

[Did he follow her like a creeper? Of course he did, but she's Sen and he's extremely protective. He doesn't plan on stopping her from doing what she needs to do, but to just stand in the background quietly and make sure nothing goes wrong while she's about.

Of course the Doctor does "quiet" fairly badly. And when he tries to be quiet that tends to just mean he walks into things and breaks them more frequently...]

[lotuslife]

[It's okay, Doctor. She's used to you being a creeper. What, did he walk into her motorcycle or something...

She looks over her shoulder and doesn't seem surprised to see him, touching a hand to her cheek and giving a soft smile.] Chào, anh... How long have you been standing there? [She doesn't sound annoyed or anything.]

[coolbowtie]

Oh, not long. You know, just out for a walk. A rather long walk.

[Oh, but she's not mad! So this is encouraging and he approaches her.]

It's nice out here, isn't it?

[lotuslife]

...I like it because it's on the edge of everything. [a sheepish shrug.]

[decadenzas]

[as soon as she's smoothed the last of the dirt back over the seeds, he takes a few steps closer to make his presence known. it's not like he breathes on her windows and follows her around a good chunk of the day and had been standing around quietly for a while or anything...]

[lotuslife]

[o-oh it's not like that at all...

she smiles when she sees him. no, she's not surprised that he followed okay.]

Ah, Charles!

[decadenzas]

[oh, are his breathing on windows hobbies that obvious...

the rest of the space is crossed and once he's close enough, he leans over to brush his fingers over the dirt]

...Hello.

[lotuslife]

...They're just normal flowers. Don't worry about that. I didn't go to the Post Office.

[grand_theft_moe]

[Chizuko's out here on her little bike too. She's looking for something a little more concrete than memories though. She's looking for a place large enough to hide a large statue. The night and trees can conceal a lot. But this would be the place they'd expect her to hide it. No, this will be the place of diversion.

Her old friend is here too, it seems, and she moves through the trees, trying to get a closer look. She is as silent as Twenty Faces taught her to be. But silent enough for a nation that turned guerilla warfare from art to science?]

[lotuslife]

[And she does turn at the sound of the leaves rustling in a way that can't quite be the wind; falling silent, she stares into the thickness of the forest as if willing for the person or animal to show themselves.]

[grand_theft_moe]

It's me, oneechan. I suppose I still haven't caught up to you yet!

[lotuslife]

Em Chiko... Ah, come out from there. There is no need to hide.

[onlybrother]

[ belarus' stumbling upon vietnam so far off is simply a coincidence. the two have no formally met here, and so she considers the thought of continuing on, but it's the digging that catches her attention.

while none of her business, really, it's odd to see someone attempt to plant something in a seemingly random spot. it isn't long before she decides to approach the fellow republic. ]

Vietnam, correct?

[lotuslife]

[she looks over her shoulder, appearing startled:] Comrade Be... [but the rest of the other nation's name dies off in her throat. it's just so surprising to see her like this after she'd spent so very long as a drone.

smoothing a weary smile onto her face, she straightens.] ...Yes. That is me. [time for a reintroduction, in a way, she supposes.]