[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.]

[BZZZZAP! The communicator emits a shock, and Utena can be heard letting out a small cry as her hand recoils away from it.]

Again...

[Meanwhile, in the background... Chu-Chu can be heard letting out some pitifully sad sobs.]

Uu, chuu...

[Sigh] I told you so, didn't I? That eating so much candy would make you sick... or at least give you a stomach ache.

Chuu, chuu...

Mmn... Look, just try to take it easy for now. I'll try to make some tea, and that should help you feel better, all right?
Please don't cry anymore, Chu-Chu. I don't think I can afford to lose any more sleep.

Now, what was I going to ask about...?

[...] Argh! I hate it when that happens! Oh well... Maybe it will come to me later- [Click]

...

[There is an extremely long pause that follows once the recording starts. One that almost makes you wonder if Utena meant to turn on her communicator at all. But then she lets out a heavy sigh, and the faintest sound of a pillow being squeezed tightly between her arms can be heard.]

I'm... ...not very good at this, am I?

Prydain and Seifer... you were both counting on me, and I only let you down... I let myself be controlled, and acted out selfishly. I forgot who it was that I was really supposed be protecting in the first place, and in the end...

...

I couldn't protect anyone at all.



...I'm sorry.

[Click.]

[[ooc After watching so many of her friends die right in front of her and recalling how she was affected by the chip, Utena has been moping around in her room for the last two days and cutting herself off from mostly everyone else. - I'm sorry for the lack of tags during the event itself. I was having some unexpected voice issues.]]

[The communicator is bumped on with an audible clatter as the pocket of her jacket is slammed roughly into a wall, and the sound of something metal can be heard falling to the ground with a clatter.]

Ouch... It's so cool and ░░░░░░░m the fog. My fingers are starting to get sore from c░░░░░░░░ ░░░ sword all this time.

[She takes a breath, letting out a deep sigh.] How can it be this hard...? ░░░░░░░ is only a block away, and I swore that I would ░░░░░░ for them.

...

Better hurry.


[After a moment, she leans down to pick up the fallen weapon with a grunt, and then proceeds to simply keep on walking forward through the dense fog.]

[[ooc Not as planned.]]