[Video public]

[helenchanted]

Ahh...uh...

[Miki is trying to keep a straight face but this is harder than she thought.]

...umm I think that Minami is gone. W-well no. Not 'I think'. I know she's gone since her room is occupied by someone else, so I guess she returned to our world...

[Her best friend is gone but she...she doesn't think she could leave herself just yet. Not with what she's gained here.]

I kinda need to clear my mind a bit...

Anyone want to do something?

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[MEANWHILE]

[helenchanted]

[Oh boy morning! Let's not talk about what might have happened yesterday since I'm not sure myself yet.

I hope you like the small of cinnamon and apples in the air, because surprise, surprise, Miki has one cooking in the oven right now. The small kitchen table has the large, overstuffed photobook resting on top by itself like a holy grail of photography.

Miki wasn't kidding when she said she took a lot of photos.]

Good afternoon Minako-senpai!

[MEANWHILE]

[greatseal]

[As far as she's concerned, this is the Holy Grail. But she's trying not to look too eager to pry into Shinjiro's childhood photographs.]

Afternoon! Wow, that smells delicious...

[MEANWHILE]

[helenchanted]

Thank you!

[She used this to win over your brother.]

It still has about twenty minutes before it's done, so there's plenty of time to look, if you'd like to.

[Let loose the dogs of war.]

[greatseal]

[The apples?]

Okay, then! Mine are on the computer. [She sets down her laptop so Miki can take a look at that if she wants and reaches for the book of photos.]

[helenchanted]

[No no PIE. Well appl pie, I suppose and--nevermind.]

I should do that one day...[What is scanning.] Actually how about if we take turns? I can tell you about the photographs as you go through them.

[They can also skip the "Miki is enchanted by toy stores and takes pictures of all the store windows since she can't buy anything" phase.]

[greatseal]

I usually use a digital camera or my cell phone... [It makes it a lot easier when she's moving around. The scanned ones she did to back them up just in case something ever happened... They're too important to risk losing.]

But that sounds good to me!

[helenchanted]

I use...[Hold on, she'll bring it from her room since she forgot to bring that out.] This!

[It's old, and ugly and so very early 1990's, but this was one of Miki's first presents so she hung out to it since then.]

[greatseal]

Wow, a Polaroid! [Minako doesn't think she's ever used one of those before...] That would save you time on developing.

[video]

[helenchanted]

I think so...I'm not that good with technology myself.

[Ha ha ha...]

[helenchanted]

It did! Sadly, it got harder and harder to find the film.

[Now then, Minako, are you read for this adventure in photography.

And on the first page, there is but a single image, delicately covered in a thin plastic film. It is the only photography she has of her, Shinjiro and Akihiko as kids. This image was not taking with her camera since she got that after being adopted, the photo is slightly blurry. There's a yellow burn mark on the far right of it, she had it on her when the fire started.

But despite the fact it's near impossible to actually see what it is, it's the most precious one she has in book.]

[themortalhalf]

[You need a post-it note to remember, Miki?]

I'll see you then.

[AND LATER THAT NIGHT]

[helenchanted]

[There is a knock on your door.

Who could it could be...]

[video]

[electricyousei]

"Its about 200 years out of date with what most of what I have, but I've learned enough to cobble together an input."

[Choosing to look at better places isn't the same thing.]

[fools_journey]

[ Lies. She doesn't have to troll him. ]

[THERE WAS A PARTY EVERYONE ELSE MISSED OUT ON]

[themortalhalf]

[Shinjiro has an extremely accurate guess.

He opens the door, taking a moment to look her over briefly, before letting her inside.

His apartment is clean, neat, and mostly barren as usual. The fridge is stocked, however, with food he had bought when he went out earlier, when he had made a rough guess of what supplies he needed. He figured the book she was bringing could give him an idea of what she wanted to make or where she even wanted to start. Be an decent sacrifice to the pollotarian gods, at any rate. ]

Hey.

[IT WAS A COOKING PARTY AND NO ONE ELSE WAS INVITED.]

[helenchanted]

Hi.

[Oh by book, you clearly meant this giant one she brought with her that looks NOTHING like that cookbook you saw before?

Because that's what she's holding on more tightly than a newborn infant.]

[fools_journey]

Okay. ... do you want to meet somewhere, or should I come pick you up?

[helenchanted]

The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing.

You know where to go, and I don't. I'll wait for you to come get me.

[helenchanted]

[BUT IT'S NOT A DATE.]

[fools_journey]

[ Well he meant someplace like the teleport pad or the front door or something, but in any event he nods and says 'see you in a bit' and signs off only to show up at her door a short while later.

Knock knock.

Your date is here. ]

[POOR JUNK FOOD-EATING BASTARDS]

[themortalhalf]

[Yep. Staring at it as he closes the door behind her once she steps inside. His brows knit together and his eyes narrow.]

...That's the book?

[Because it does not look like the cookbook he spotted the last time he was in her apartment. What is this book she brought, and why does it resemble some old woman's favorite scrapbook? He's pretty sure she could kill a bastard with it if she felt like dropping it and letting gravity do its work.]

[Just... wtf is this?]

[helenchanted]

[But you wouldn't get to hear the shuffling going on before she opens the door.]

Hi.

[AT LEAST IT'S NOT JUST PROTEIN]

[helenchanted]

...yes?

[Wait what's with the reaction. You're the one who wanted to see it.]

Minako-senpai told you about it, right?

[Or is this a misunderstand...]

[video]

[helenchanted]

...wait are you saying you have music from 200 years in the future?

[Oh Maaaaaan..]

[fools_journey]

Hey.

[ Insert pause for awkwardness here. ]

Ready?

[ He'd hold out a hand or something, but this is not a date, so he keeps his hands in his pockets. Despite what the icon may lead you to believe, he does smile a little bit. ]