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[synanthrope]

What's this?

Tick-tock, tick tock. I hear a clock but I don't see one.

I don't know where I am, and that's not particularly common. But it does seem very...I don't think familiar is the right term. Although it feels that, too. Interesting.

This isn't New York.

Hello. I'm lost.

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[synanthrope]

I have. By minutes, at least.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Oh, I see. Well, I'm afraid you're right that this isn't your New York at all. It's a place called the City.

[synanthrope]

The City.

Tick-tock.

It sounds familiar.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Yes, that's the ticking you're hearing. It's because you're alone, you see--you only hear it when you're by yourself, the sound of the clock beneath the City. Are you near a fountain, at the moment? That's where most people usually end up, when they first arrive here.

[synanthrope]

Yes, I am.

What's your name?

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Oh, rats, that's right, I do always forget to introduce myself. I'm sorry. Hello, I'm Rosella, and it's very nice to meet you.

[synanthrope]

Rosella.

Hello, Rosella. I'm Saya.

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[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Say--

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

[WAIT HOLD EVERYTHING.]

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Oh, goodness, I know you, don't I? You're Sam's--are you Miss Saya? The Miss Saya? You, er--do you happen to recall someone by the name of Sam Witwicky?

[synanthrope]

Do you?

[There's a pause]

Sounds vaguely familiar, but I can't put a face to it. Unusual.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

He was--he'd recognize you, I'm sure, if he were here, but he's...he left a few months ago. He was my best friend. And...and if you're the Miss Saya he would mention sometimes, then he always spoke very highly of you, too.

[synanthrope]

Did he? What did he say?

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

It was a very long time ago, but I remember I came to live with him just after you left. I remember he was quite sad that you were gone, too, and he'd mention you often. And I remember once, when all the visitors came, he was terribly excited about it because he was hoping he might see you among them.

[synanthrope]

How long ago was that?

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Well, I've been here two years and two months now, and you would've been gone right before then. So it's a little more than that, I should think.

[synanthrope]

I would have been twenty-four, then.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

And Sam was about the same age as I was, I think, when I first arrived here. Seventeen or eighteen.

[synanthrope]

I see.

How to be sure that I am the same Saya: what did I do here, previously?

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

You had a Warehouse--the same one I live in now, actually. And we have cars, and one of them is called a Porsche, and Sam was always very careful that no one ever drove it because it was yours.

[synanthrope]

[There's a pause]

A Warehouse, and a Porsche.

I'd like to see both.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

If you'd like, you're certainly welcome to come stay here. Er, for good, that is, not just to visit and see everything. Sam would want-- There's plenty of room, and I've been the only one around for...well, a few months now. Do you mind cats?

[synanthrope]

No, I do not mind cats, as long as they remain out of my workspace.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Snowdrop shouldn't be a problem, then. She's rather good about keeping to herself.

[synanthrope]

I gather privacy will not be an issue, then?