[And once again, Hikari has forgotten this thing. It's turned on due to being dropped, but only the sound feed records ( Read more... )

BZZZZZTT!!

[And on the same day Hikari had just told someone about them, fate decides to say hello in a less than gentle way. She jumps and the communicator spins and hits the floor, soon followed by a rain of paper ( Read more... )

[Clicked on... and up pops a fairly chipper young girl, positively drenched but beaming.]

It's raining outside!

[A certain someone was playing in it, obviously enough. She tries to use her wet sleeve and brush off her nose, but it doesn't do much. If anything, it makes her laugh.It feels really nice! It's just really wet! A-and maybe flowers will ( Read more... )

[There's Hikari, standing in a little schoolgirl uniform with a coordinating bucket hat. There's a backpack on her back ( Read more... )

[It starts with a soft whistle's toot as Hikari accidentally drops her communicator. There's a bit of rustling, and the girl finally plops it onto the ground ( Read more... )

U-um... I...

Does anybody have any plates we can borrow?

Ours... a lot of them, they...

[She looks kind of nervous, like a child who's gotten into a sticky situation and can't shove everything in the trash can. Bringing a blood-covered finger to her mouth, she sucks on it and turns the communicator to the kitchen counter ( Read more... )

[Hikari yawns. A certain someone couldn't get any rest last night and it definitely is kicking in.]

I drew lots of pictures... Drawing my first mom and dad, and my nii-chan... it made me feel better. But I used my talky-box instead if crayons so I can't put them on the wall.

So I put them here.

( [not an IC cut - pictureheavy] )

[After a lot of well-planned help and a big sister trying to help her think, Hikari finally came up with a Christmas list.

And then she had Sunao put a filter on it:]

[Locked to "Santa" | 10%]
Dear Santa ( Read more... )

[And it accidentally pops on when Hikari sneezes and turns it on. Just preemptive button-pushing! Because after a second... third... fourth sneeze, she sniffles.]

Is it going to snow again? It's pretty when it snows...

There are a lot of people outside again...

Did the scientists bring everyone here...? [Well, never mind that. She smiles at everyone.]

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