[Video | Action to the Orchard]

[gentlecuteside]

[Amamiya appears in front of the mirror, sitting on her knees. She waits a moment before taking a deep breath and beginning to speak:]

I'm sorry to bore all of you with this, but I had to be sure it's gone. If it isn't, this could be the last you hear from me, and if that happens I'm sorry for dying in such a stupid way.

My name is Amamiya Sakurako, and I've been to the future.

[She cringes as though waiting for something bad to happen. When it doesn't, she straightens up, breathing a sigh of relief, and continues.]

I answered the wrong phone call, and got trapped in a game called Psyren. I was sent back and forth from the present to the future, a future where Japan is a desert wasteland inhabited only by monsters.

[Her voice starts to waver, but she presses on:]

I fought. I survived, sometimes by skill, sometimes by chance. Sometimes I was the only one who survived. I got stronger because I had to, not because I wanted to.

And I couldn't talk about it. If I so much as mentioned Psyren, or Nemesis Q, or the W.I.S.E. to anyone who wasn't part of the 'game', I would be killed instantly. Even here in the Gardens, it was the same thing.

[Okay yeah she's crying a little now.]

Until now. I can talk about it now, thanks to the Healer.

[She wipes her eyes and nose quickly on the back of her sleeve, covering it up.]

Thank you for your time. I just...had to tell my story, now that I could.

[She makes a gesture with her hand, and the video feed cuts off. Unseen to any watching over the Vine, she covers her mouth with her hand and cries real, powerful tears of joy and relief.]

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[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

Amamiya! Oh... [I had no idea you've been through so much. But I should have guessed something major was up from what happened before...]

[gentlecuteside]

[She reappears, her face ruddy and puffy from having had a good cry. She's wiping tears away with her sleeve.]

Oh, Zenobia...you have no idea how good it feels to be able to say all of that.

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

I'll bet. [Zenobia has such a desire to hug her now. It's probably a good thing they aren't speaking in person.] To think, you had that all bottled up inside you for so long... And you would die if you told anyone!? That's... that's just too cruel!

[gentlecuteside]

It was. It was the worst thing to ever happen to me. There were reasons for it, and I know them now, but it was still horrible.

[video]

[persical]

[the whole thing is a little confusing for her, but she does know one thing--this girl seems like she needs someone to talk to.]

Will you be all right, miss...? Would you like some company?

Re: [video]

[gentlecuteside]

I'm already fine. I'm better than fine. But thank you for offering.

Re: [video]

[persical]

You're welcome. It sounds like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. [she sounds genuinely happy for the other girl.]

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

...wow, seriously?

Um, you gonna be OK?

[gentlecuteside]

I'm pretty sure I'm going to be just fine now.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

Well. Good to hear.

I guess I'm glad something good came from this place.

[gentlecuteside]

Indeed. I still would rather be back home, but I suppose it's not all bad here.

[sororite]

... So they were sincere about granting our desires?

[gentlecuteside]

Yes. It's just a one-time deal but they did it.

[sororite]

How interesting.

Well, I am glad you are safe now, mademoiselle, and I am sorry you went through such a terrifying experience. Do you feel better now?

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[headedforhope]

[......yes, she remembers that. Not all of it, being privy to only a small glimpse of Amamiya's story, at the time, but still. And what with having to hear the same sort of spiel from Homura, well....]

I'm glad you could finally say all of that. It's been eating at you, huh?

[gentlecuteside]

Like a bird pecking at my liver. Thank you for your discretion earlier. If you want to know more about what I couldn't tell you earlier...go ahead and ask.

[headedforhope]

Don't worry about it- we all have secrets, after all.

...you're sure?

[heartovertime]

[...she doesn't know this girl, having maybe seen her on the Vine before, but never having met...

And yet the girl's story is one that is familiar, in a way, to the experiences Homura had lived through prior to coming here. It may not be the Earth she came from, but there were similarities. Far too many similarities to just pass by the message.

Even if she can't tell all of her experiences yet, no one should have to feel like they've gone through things like that alone.

She's a bit reserved and shy as usual around someone she doesn't know, but her eyes glisten sympathetically.]

I'm sorry...That must have been hard...

[gentlecuteside]

It was. A whole six months of my life, stolen by Nemesis Q. And then I couldn't even talk about it, even here...it was hell.

[heartovertime]

[Homura lowers her eyes a little.] ...I understand, a little... [It's not intended to diminish the girl's experience, but...she really did understand some of it.]

I'm glad you're free now.

[cascadetomboy.livejournal.com]

... That's a lot you've had to go through, Amamiya. I can't even believe-

I'm really sorry.

[gentlecuteside]

Please, don't be sorry. I actually feel sort of bad, pushing my problems off onto other people.

[cascadetomboy.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but- This is what you used your favor for, right? To talk about this without getting killed.

You shouldn't feel so bad about being able to say what you want to. Especially under such awful circumstances.

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[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

Cute sob story kid. You want a medal or something?

[gentlecuteside]

Yes, I want a medal for finally being free from having my life hijacked by a crazy woman from the future. Are you always this repulsive?