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[planet_rin]

[Voice]

Tezuka. Rin Tezuka. Tezuka Rin.

I wonder how many times I'll have to say it before it stops sounding like the name of somebody I just met.



[Action]

[Enough faffing around the apartments! Rin is now outside, shock and alarm. Her main activity?]

[Staring at the wall.]

[No, seriously. She's surrounded by paint supplies, next to a nice big paintable wall, ideal muraling space. But she isn't painting anything. She's just standing there, looking at it. What a weirdo.]

[If you're around particularly late in the day, you might catch her actually doing a little painting. But not much. Definitely not enough to be able to tell what it's a painting of.]

[This is going to take a while.]

Comments

[third_alternative]

You don't?

[planet_rin]

I barely remember anything, and when I do, none of it even feels real. The only memories I have that feel like they're mine are the ones from the last two weeks.