Tenth Wind - [ Accidental Voice Post ]
-recorder suddenly clicks on. It had been dropped Virginia has been crying-
--ou'd like some of the people I met here, Momma. There are a lot of nice and wonderful people whom have been more than kind to me...
Ginpachi-sensei has been teaching me a new language so I can read his comic books. They really are amazing, like the adventure stories I read as a child...or Daddy's story of Drifting across the wilderness. Gintoki himself is an amazing man...he and another saved my life from a strange creature called a bear upon my arrival!
The other man...Sanosuke...Momma, you'll think I'm silly, but I fell for him at first sight. I mean...it turned out to be fruitless in the end, but he is still a wonderful friend and he always watches out for me. He reminds me of you, actually...always so strong and kind in spite of everything. Maybe that's why I fell in love...
Then there's Sougo...he is a military man. He...you know, I'd rather not talk about him, Momma. I've stopped talking to him...
And Matt...Momma, you'd laugh, I know. He was my first real kiss. Funny...it took leaving Filgaia all together to finally do that. He's cute, funny, and...well, I don't know, Momma. It's strange, but...I hope this is more than just fleeting infatuation like it was with Sano. He's the closest person to me now besides Gintoki, after all...
-crying becomes more apparent, less controlled-
Momma...I want to go home. I don't want to be in this memoriless world any longer. Whoever dreamed of this place...I want to leave those white flowers on your grave again. I want to see my friends again...to feel the winds of Filgaia in my hair...I can't take this anymore...
They play with my feelings, toss my heart around...curse me and torture me for their twisted game. I'm not strong without the memories of Filgaia behind me...I miss you so much Momma. I can't do this anymore! I lost Bantorain! What if I lose his memory, too? What can I even do to stop it? I'm so helpless!
I can't do this, Momma...I can't live like this in Sieben. It's not home, and nothing here even remotely like home exists...Momma...help me, please! I'm so tired...so weak...
I want to go home... -she repeats this for a long while until the recording eventually stops on its own-
--ou'd like some of the people I met here, Momma. There are a lot of nice and wonderful people whom have been more than kind to me...
Ginpachi-sensei has been teaching me a new language so I can read his comic books. They really are amazing, like the adventure stories I read as a child...or Daddy's story of Drifting across the wilderness. Gintoki himself is an amazing man...he and another saved my life from a strange creature called a bear upon my arrival!
The other man...Sanosuke...Momma, you'll think I'm silly, but I fell for him at first sight. I mean...it turned out to be fruitless in the end, but he is still a wonderful friend and he always watches out for me. He reminds me of you, actually...always so strong and kind in spite of everything. Maybe that's why I fell in love...
Then there's Sougo...he is a military man. He...you know, I'd rather not talk about him, Momma. I've stopped talking to him...
And Matt...Momma, you'd laugh, I know. He was my first real kiss. Funny...it took leaving Filgaia all together to finally do that. He's cute, funny, and...well, I don't know, Momma. It's strange, but...I hope this is more than just fleeting infatuation like it was with Sano. He's the closest person to me now besides Gintoki, after all...
-crying becomes more apparent, less controlled-
Momma...I want to go home. I don't want to be in this memoriless world any longer. Whoever dreamed of this place...I want to leave those white flowers on your grave again. I want to see my friends again...to feel the winds of Filgaia in my hair...I can't take this anymore...
They play with my feelings, toss my heart around...curse me and torture me for their twisted game. I'm not strong without the memories of Filgaia behind me...I miss you so much Momma. I can't do this anymore! I lost Bantorain! What if I lose his memory, too? What can I even do to stop it? I'm so helpless!
I can't do this, Momma...I can't live like this in Sieben. It's not home, and nothing here even remotely like home exists...Momma...help me, please! I'm so tired...so weak...
I want to go home... -she repeats this for a long while until the recording eventually stops on its own-

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Waspinator sorry.
....Waspinator wants to go home too, Virgina-fleshling...
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The only way to do so, it seems, is to completely cut yourself off from the rest of this world...
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But Waspinator also like this world more than being stuck on Earth with Predacons, so maybe Waspinator is a little strange. Waspinator like not being blown up all the time.
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Heh...I suppose this is still better than that. Where I came from, though...
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If...it helps to know at all, I'm not going anywhere. I'm sorry for the way I was acting before, during the curse and after it.
If you ever need someone to talk to...
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I...hope you can forgive me, Virginia-san. I'm sorry for a lot of things, and it's no good to dwell on them, but I feel like I owe you an apology at the very least. I didn't mean to "lead you on" or anything like that, but...well. I honestly didn't know...
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Its useless to get so down now, ojochan. I know... its a hard time for you, but don't let it get to you. Life is... well, I don't really know it myself; to be honest, the only thing I know is to cut down the enemies in front of me - I have the blood of countless on my own hands, stains that can never be washed. Its a past I can't forget and always, I know... its hard to let go.
But you need to be strong... strong enough to stand on your own feet, to let your own wings take you wherever you are. If you have the time to sit there and mope about like that, why not use that time to instead think and do what you want and live beautifully until the end? I know I'm not the best person to talk about these kind of things... but I hope, at least, that you won't let those owls get to you. This place might be painful despite its looks, but at least... you have friends that'll help you, right?
If you need someone to talk to, I'll always be here to give a listening ear, ojochan. You know where to find me.
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My wings...I spread them once before far more confidently than I do now. I just lack the spirit of memory here...I have no attachment...I guess this is what Jet felt like. But like him, I have to find a reason to live...
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All of us here have no attachment to this place - all of us were brought here without any real reason, maybe except for the owl's amusement. But think about it - all the friends you've made here, all the bonds that you've found while you're here... maybe, just maybe... they could be the reason you seek. I'm never sure myself.
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...I'm not certain I even want to find a reason to exist in this world, Ginpachi-sensei...I really do just want to go home...
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I think most, if not all of us, want to go back to where we came from too... but I if we can't then well... we should try and make the most out of it, I suppose.
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So you two were going out?
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