Third Dance: The mask is all I remember how to wear
[Public | voice]
[Rukia sounds just like a very, very grateful kid on a holiday morning, what with all these presents. People got her things! When she wasn't expecting anything!]
Thank you all very much for the wonderful presents. And may you all have a happy Lunasa, here at the end of Hanami.
[private | standard security | voice]
[This time she sounds much more subdued. Pensive, almost melancholy. A big change from her bright shiny happiness a moment ago, though she wasn't faking the gratitude then, nor the despondency now.]
Another holiday season away from home again. I hope honorable brother is doing well...
[A sigh as she sets something down next to the journal, then a forced laugh.] Of course he will be. Besides, not as if I can go and check up on him. He wouldn't like it. The court martial aside.
Hmm, Lunasa now... and then Long Night, soon enough. I bet stores in Bellcius are already beginning to sell things for it. And then my birthday... Guess it's that season again.
Well! I got presents, I ought to make the most of them!
[Another thump and the journal cuts off]
[Rukia sounds just like a very, very grateful kid on a holiday morning, what with all these presents. People got her things! When she wasn't expecting anything!]
Thank you all very much for the wonderful presents. And may you all have a happy Lunasa, here at the end of Hanami.
[private | standard security | voice]
[This time she sounds much more subdued. Pensive, almost melancholy. A big change from her bright shiny happiness a moment ago, though she wasn't faking the gratitude then, nor the despondency now.]
Another holiday season away from home again. I hope honorable brother is doing well...
[A sigh as she sets something down next to the journal, then a forced laugh.] Of course he will be. Besides, not as if I can go and check up on him. He wouldn't like it. The court martial aside.
Hmm, Lunasa now... and then Long Night, soon enough. I bet stores in Bellcius are already beginning to sell things for it. And then my birthday... Guess it's that season again.
Well! I got presents, I ought to make the most of them!
[Another thump and the journal cuts off]