toujoursfluer | Log 11 [Voice]

My world has a hidden history. For the span of 100 years, the slate is blank. There is nothing official written. There is nothing official allowed to exist. At least, not that I know of. Instead, there are poneglyphs. Ancient writings which tell the history of my world. The true history. That is supposed to be kept hidden. The government will do anything to make sure that these poneglyphs are never discovered let alone understood.

Some know too much already, but will do anything to learn more, uncover the entire secret even by risking death. Though not entirely alone now, ne? [and she will become quiet a moment]

Next month it will have been a year here. Time has stopped, of course, but I wonder if I will remember the shape of the letters and the sounds they make or if it will fall into the void.

Forgetting is too easy sometimes, isn't it?

To those who know me, I may be absent for a few days. But don't worry, I'll return.

Some things are never forgotten.

[A little while later there will be this message filtered to Sanji]

Sanji-chan. I know you probably wouldn't but if you hurt Marco you're going to have to deal with me. [and she smiles]

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You think so? [She looks at it in the mirror.] But the red speaks more of passion, ne? Maybe a little too passionate, though and not particularly good for hiking.

Well I suppose if we hike long enough he can carry me. That's what a man is for, is he not?

Even if he is an idiot.

Did I ever tell you what an idiot my fiance is, Vulcan-chan?

I was not aware that your relationship had changed to that of 'fiance'... when did Marco ask you?

[Cold look]

Marco has been talking to you, hasn't he.

Well I'll make him regret it later. Which boots do you think? Black or dark brown? As for the rest it really isn't your business Vulcan-chan but I am sure that Marco will keep you filled in on all the riveting details.

[There was another long pause from the Vulcan...]

I hope I have not compromised your privacy Miss Robin...

Black. They are the logical choice. [Spock... what are you doing...?]

Oh it's always semantics with you, isn't it? Don't you know that privacy to one is not necessarily to another? [She looks at the blue dress compared to black boots.]

At least you have good taste in clothes. I think the coat with the furred hood, ne?

[She regards it carefully]

So are you and the blue bird of happiness close friends?

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[The Vulcan appears to be losing his words with the odd female....

If he were human he may have laughed..

...but he's not.]

Very well.... And yes, the coat appears to suit the rest of the apparel well. [Not that the colours were exactly like his own science uniform or anything.... He's not biased!]

Bluebird of happiness?

[She doesn't notice, fortunately, for all that she is smarter than him]

Marco, dear. Try to keep up.

[She hums to herself as she goes back to her closet to go through more clothes]

Are you or aren't you?

[Spock hesitates...

Close friend? He is not sure what that entails....

The logical Vulcan does actually fumble with his words this time.]

I am not certain, we address each other on a first name basis and our conversations are rather long. Vulcans are not ones to have friends, but I do find myself enjoying his company.... [Spock has broken into a tangent... you better stop him before he rambles forever.]

Vulcans don't do this. Vulcans don't do that. I think you're elitist, Spock-chan, and I don't like it one bit.

[She glances back at her journal]

However, as I seem to be stuck with you for an unknown amount of time, you're permitted to be my... [oh...what was the term she'd read somewhere? It was a strange book...

Ah yes]

Sassy gay friend.

But using the term friend very loosely as you are, after all, a Vulcan. [She'll give you a look]

Slacks or jeans?

[Again with the silence....]

................
...................................................I beg your pardon?

Slacks or jeans?

[Was it a difficult question?]

Jeans, you are going hiking.

[Wait...

Wait a second!]

What did you mean by the statement 'sassy gay friend'? [Spock did his best to level a glare at the camera.]

I don't know if I'm going hiking. Weren't you paying attention?

[nevertheless, she will add jeans because they make her behind look fantastic]

As for what I mean, that depends on what part of the term you object to the most.

....The first two words... [Because Spock does not want to repeat them....

But he has no qualms with Robin calling him 'friend'.

He's rather surprised actually that she used that word in context with him.]

Very well, I'll make sure to use them all the time then.

[Ah now, let's see. Another top or two. Maybe a corset? You'll see double of her walk to the camera and add some books to the suitcase before moving off]

Was there something you wanted, Spock-chan, other than being insufferably nosy?

You did not sufficiently answer my question Miss Robin... [The Vulcan gave a small huff in frustration.]

I do not sufficiently intend to, Spock-chan.

[Maybe the blue corset with the fringe. It reminds her a bit of Alabasta but--well--she can remember the exciting times of that easier now.]

Oh I know--! [but she doesn't appear to be speaking to you and moves off camera. She is only gone a short while but if you are there when she returns you'll see her lie a red vest on the table before starting to brush her hair]

[Spock seemed to deflate with defeat...]

Very well Miss Robin.... peace and long life to you until next we meet. [Spock lifts his hand in a Ta'al.]

Oh you're still here?

Peace and long life to yourself, Spock-chan. And thank you for the advice.

[And you might hear her laughing before the feed cuts off]

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