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"I am the messenger from the depths of death."

"Along with death, there is always hope and rebirth."


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Third Silence ♄ Action ♄ Phonecall ♄ Back dated to 6/1 or the 1/6
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A; Action for 1665 Nelson street:
[The morning of the sixth of January started like any other. Hotaru woke up, got ready for the day, before heading downstairs for breakfast. The only difference being of course that today was Hotaru's birthday, a fact she hadn't shared with her housemates, not wanting to bother them of course. Christmas had been a rather large event, with people still recovering from that, and really, she had technically already had her 13th birthday a year or so ago, this was just the second time around. Not that big a deal.

It did make her miss her family though. What Haruka-papa, Setsuna-mama and Michiru-mama would have done for her... gifts, a special breakfast and just the three taking specific time out of their very busy schedules for her. Pausing at her door Hotaru frowned and shook her head. No use dwelling, breakfast was to be had.

Heading downstairs to the kitchen, she called out]
Is there anything I can help with this morning?

B; Action At School:>
[At school Hotaru works as diligently as ever, right up until lunch. At lunch she can be found with a book of poetry she received in her stocking, slowly eating a few hard lollies, also part of her stocking. A special day means she's allowed a special treat right?]

C; Phonecall after school
I was just wondering if anyone knew how old one had to be to get a part time job here? They seem interesting, and I do have the free time. And I suppose the money can always help...

Also... new people should be arriving soon, shouldn't they... If anyone meets a girl called Chibiusa please let me know. She's my best friend, and if she comes here I should look after her.

Second Silence ♄ Action ♄ Poisoned milk
Hotaru ♄ I have been broken
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Action; for 1665 Nelson Street in the Morning

[Towards the end of the week Hotaru takes it upon herself to be the one to drink the milk in the household. Sneaking down early in the morning she's quick to pour all but one of the bottles down the sink. No use letting anyone else be hurt after all. And then with that done she opens the single bottle, slowly drinking it, each sip leaving her wondering what's happened, what she's going to get.

Nothing. Not a single thing, not even a complaint from her stomach at the milk, which is one this she was sure she would get. Frowning Hotaru carefully rinses the milk bottles out, before leaving them to the side, before starting to get ready for the dare. She's started to feel a bit ill, but that's normal, she is intolerent to lactose after all.]


Action; at the park

[As the day progresses it's easier to see that the milk is taking it's toll on Hotaru. Her skin starts to get clammy, hair sticking to her face as she shivers, feeling icy cold one minute before turning boiling hot the next. Her stomach gurgles, causing her much embarrassment every time it happens and someone's around and yet. She's not sure if this is caused by something strange in the milk, or just the milk itself. Slowly it seems to get worse and worse, Hotaru panting softly as her fever grows stronger.

She should have never gone for that walk she thinks to herself, collapsing on a park bench and curling up slightly in pain. It hadn't helped in the slightest, and now she was stuck here, until her legs felt strong enough to move again.

...It was just like her past life.]

First Silence ♄ Action
Hotaru ♄ Oh you speak to me in riddles
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 A. At 1665 Nelson:

[Hotaru wakes up in the morning, and instantly she knows something's wrong. This isn't her room, with it's pale purple walls, lamps on ever available space and photos of her family and friends. With a frown she sits up, sliding silently out of bed as she looks around the room for anything vaguely familiar or threatening. There's nothing. It's just an ordinary room, meant for an ordinary little girl.

After she gets up and dresses herself in the clothes from the cupboard, Hotaru makes her way downstairs, footsteps silent and her eyes peeled. At the foot of the stairs she stops, staring at the photo frames, filled with people she doesn't recognise. Deep down, fear naws at her. Where is Haruka-papa, Michiru-mama and Setsuna-mama. The last... the last thing she can remember is... a fight, the Amazon Quartet, and then Zirconia and the glass

Where is Chibiusa. For a moment, Hotaru's heart stops, and she freezes, all her thoughts focused on her friend and not on finding a way out of this house, or what's happened.]

 
B. Around town:
 
[After school, Hotaru wanders, bag held loosely in her hands as she takes measured steps along the footpaths, treating everything with a slight edge of suspicion. She's still not entirely convinced that this isn't the result of Zirconia's attack, and now she's stuck in some dream world. She keeps her eyes peeled for pink hairbuns, or even Michiru's aqua waves. Anything would be nice.

But for now she'll just keep exploring. Surely she can find a way out. She has to. Even if she can't heshin, even if she hasn't seen her parents, or the prince and princess or most importantly Chibiusa. They're all out there, somewhere and she's going to find a way to escape and find them]