29 December 2009 @ 05:21 pm
Twenty-Third Duel [Video Post, Japanese]  
[Three... two... one... BZZZZAP!]

OUCH! [Utena bolts upright with a shout. She was laid down on her bed only a few seconds ago, taking an afternoon nap after pulling an all-night watch for Gohl. With or without Prydain's say-so.]

[Hissing painfully, she rubs a hand against her lower back as sits up.] Geez... that really smarts. [Looking past her shoulder, the camera focuses up at her face from the side. She makes a grab toward the communicator, fingers obscuring the camera's view as she pulls it closer.]

What's it even doing there? I thought that I--... Chuu!

Eh? [Chu-Chu can be seen standing on her pillow, tilting his head curiously at her.] Did you move it there, Chu-Chu? You were probably playing with it, huh? Chuu?

Well, I guess it's not such a big deal... The shock isn't so bad, but try to be more careful for my sake next time, okay? [...] Wait. This date... [She blinks at she leans toward the camera to get a better look at the communicator.] ...It's my birthday today, isn't it? Huh. I never thought that I'd be spending it in a place like this.

[Then, as she looks up, Utena ends up staring straight at something off screen.] Wait a second, that's-... But it's only been two days! [...] Still, that scent... it's just like-...

[She runs a hand through the bangs of her hair, clearly perplexed at the growth rate of this plant and letting out an exasperated sigh.] Oh, I just don't get it!

[As she turns around to step out of bed, her foot catches on part of the cover on the floor and she starts to fall. A graceful tumble forward that lands her flat on her face and with a hard thud. The communicator, being pulled along with the ride, slides down and the viewers catch a glimpse of her plant with white roses in full bloom. The recording times out once gravity finally takes over and it tumbles over face down with a clatter.]
 
 
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[identity profile] medanmyboy.livejournal.com on December 30th, 2009 01:37 am (UTC)
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Are you alright?
[identity profile] to-blossom.livejournal.com on December 30th, 2009 01:43 am (UTC)
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[Oh no. Not you too, Meryl.]

I'm fine. Really.

...Sorry you had to see that.
[identity profile] medanmyboy.livejournal.com on December 30th, 2009 02:12 am (UTC)
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Good, good. It's no trouble, my lady...

...What a lovely plant yours is growing into.
[identity profile] to-blossom.livejournal.com on December 30th, 2009 04:25 am (UTC)
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Maybe not for you.

Thank you very much.

Hmmm? ...Don't white roses exist in your world, Meryl-san?
[identity profile] medanmyboy.livejournal.com on December 31st, 2009 02:21 am (UTC)
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[aww poor bb. XD ]

Of course...but it's still lovely to see. Mine hasn't flowered, yet.
[identity profile] to-blossom.livejournal.com on December 31st, 2009 08:38 pm (UTC)
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They do?

Heh. I'm honestly surprised. I didn't know if the kinds of flowers that exist in other worlds would be different or not.

Does that mean you got a plant too? It seems like everyone in the city did.
[identity profile] medanmyboy.livejournal.com on January 1st, 2010 02:17 am (UTC)
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And they mean purity....isn't that right? I suppose we look enough alike...other life on our planets must be similar as well.

I did...but it looks very different from - well - everyone else's. We've all gotten...different plants.
[identity profile] to-blossom.livejournal.com on January 1st, 2010 04:35 am (UTC)
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Probably. You're not the first one to ask. Hmmm... That's something to think about.

Isn't that a little strange? It can't just be about the seeds, or else things would be much easier to understand.

Not to mention that they wouldn't grow quite like this.
[identity profile] medanmyboy.livejournal.com on January 2nd, 2010 07:12 am (UTC)
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Hmm. [He thinks it fits.]

They all certainly seemed the same at first. [...] I'm not certain they could even be remotely related....it can't be the care it was given...