Samples ; Log Sample: A nuclear winter had begun. Reporters were saying they didn't yet know whether it was safe enough to go outside. The government was arresting all dragon-bearers. But it didn't matter, because Shiina wasn't a dragon-bearer. Shiina's father was dead. And Shiina's best friend was locked in a prison somewhere, waiting for Shiina to find her.
So, being transported to the space station orbiting the newly terraformed planet in a galaxy Shiina was unfamiliar with did not just throw a wrench in her plans.
It utterly tormented her, rendering her to frustrated tears. Now, standing by a wide window overlooking Asphodel--she imagined it was faintly glowing, maybe just because it stood out so prominently against the velvety black sky--her hand was against the glass. She was blinking back frustrated tears. Nothing was going according to plan and nothing made sense. She didn't understand any of it. She didn't understand how she had survived a beheading from Oozawa, why her father had been murdered, why her sister had chosen to become a dragon, or why Tsurumaru was dying. She didn't understand how Mrs. Akira could ignore Sakura's abuse for so many years and then spit on her name when Akira-chan finally protected herself. She didn't understand why Kaizuka had snapped and why Tsurumaru had killed her and she didn't understand why Sudou hated humanity so badly or where Kuri had come from or why Ensof hadn't come to find her when Sakura was sent to prison--
Shiina closed her eyes, placed her forehead against the cool window, and pounded a futile fist against the glass.
She never used to feel powerless. Always, Shiina thought that even if a situation was out of her control, there was something she could do, some small measure she could take, to regain control. But now, in the middle of a place she didn't know, and distanced from everyone and everything she did know, she felt so helpless and useless that she wanted to sob. But she wouldn't sob, because boys don't cry, so why should girls cry? Girls were stronger than boys.
Stop crying.
Shiina drew a deep breath, wiped the last of her tears, and opened her eyes onto the planet undeneath the space station.
Time to go. She couldn't stand here crying forever. She had to figure out what would happen next.
Network Sample:
This is probably a long shot. But we're here, so... Might as well ask.
...Nobody knows the way out of here, right?
I didn't think so. Okay.
Is anyone here from Japan? Kusatsu? Er...not the one in Gunma. The one in Shiga.
[Following this, there's a sigh.] You know what? Never mind.
Application :: Shiina Tamai :: 2/2
Log Sample: A nuclear winter had begun. Reporters were saying they didn't yet know whether it was safe enough to go outside. The government was arresting all dragon-bearers. But it didn't matter, because Shiina wasn't a dragon-bearer. Shiina's father was dead. And Shiina's best friend was locked in a prison somewhere, waiting for Shiina to find her.
So, being transported to the space station orbiting the newly terraformed planet in a galaxy Shiina was unfamiliar with did not just throw a wrench in her plans.
It utterly tormented her, rendering her to frustrated tears. Now, standing by a wide window overlooking Asphodel--she imagined it was faintly glowing, maybe just because it stood out so prominently against the velvety black sky--her hand was against the glass. She was blinking back frustrated tears. Nothing was going according to plan and nothing made sense. She didn't understand any of it. She didn't understand how she had survived a beheading from Oozawa, why her father had been murdered, why her sister had chosen to become a dragon, or why Tsurumaru was dying. She didn't understand how Mrs. Akira could ignore Sakura's abuse for so many years and then spit on her name when Akira-chan finally protected herself. She didn't understand why Kaizuka had snapped and why Tsurumaru had killed her and she didn't understand why Sudou hated humanity so badly or where Kuri had come from or why Ensof hadn't come to find her when Sakura was sent to prison--
Shiina closed her eyes, placed her forehead against the cool window, and pounded a futile fist against the glass.
She never used to feel powerless. Always, Shiina thought that even if a situation was out of her control, there was something she could do, some small measure she could take, to regain control. But now, in the middle of a place she didn't know, and distanced from everyone and everything she did know, she felt so helpless and useless that she wanted to sob. But she wouldn't sob, because boys don't cry, so why should girls cry? Girls were stronger than boys.
Stop crying.
Shiina drew a deep breath, wiped the last of her tears, and opened her eyes onto the planet undeneath the space station.
Time to go. She couldn't stand here crying forever. She had to figure out what would happen next.
Network Sample:
This is probably a long shot. But we're here, so... Might as well ask.
...Nobody knows the way out of here, right?
I didn't think so. Okay.
Is anyone here from Japan? Kusatsu? Er...not the one in Gunma. The one in Shiga.
[Following this, there's a sigh.] You know what? Never mind.
[Click. The audio's gone.]