[video]

[shelkethetransparent]

[Shelke is sitting cross-legged on the ground outside of the apartment complex, dressed in a purple sweater and a pair of baggy blue jeans, her left arm wrapped in a sling pressed into her stomach. Behind her an umbrella is propped up, shielding her from the drizzle. She'd gone outside to get away from the blackout for a while, and this seemed like as good a time as any to make this announcement.. She's frowning faintly at the camera, as if she isn't certain she wants to be on video but decided she didn't really have a choice.]

...For anyone who knew Cloud Strife, he is gone.

[Her voice isn't quite as empty as usual, there's an edge of frustration, maybe a bit of anger, at a situation she can't control. But she gathers herself up after a moment and reaches out to turn the camera slightly, and behind her is a half-rebuilt motorcycle, which she had been working on for Cloud before he disappeared. Shelke looks even smaller than usual, sitting next to the large machine.]

He left this behind. If anyone wishes to find the remaining parts I need to rebuild it, they may use it as they wish when I am finished.

[And then she turns the camera back to herself, and it looks like she's going to turn it off when she hesitates.]

Has anyone kept a tally on how frequently people who leave here are brought back?

Comments

[biwinning]

Yes.

[shelkethetransparent]

Then why haven't you?

[biwinning]

Because I never needed to. But now I will, just to prove it.

[shelkethetransparent]

But that's pointless.

[biwinning]

How tho.

[shelkethetransparent]

You are not doing it for any real reason.

[biwinning]

My reathon ith proving I'm better, and getting a two wheeled motorized device.

[shelkethetransparent]

You need to prove you're better than someone you don't know?

[biwinning]

I already know I'm better. But I'm proving the point to you, so you feel worse about yourself.

[Because he's a 14 year old asshole.]

[shelkethetransparent]

But I don't care.

[She certainly sounds like she doesn't care. She does, a little....not really...]

[biwinning]

[Fortunately for Shelke, that's the best way to "win" here.]

... What do you mean you don't care?

[shelkethetransparent]

I mean I don't care, obviously.

[She does manage to sound somehow condescending despite being not interested.]

[biwinning]

Why not?

[shelkethetransparent]

Because it's pointless.

[biwinning]

No it isn't.

[shelkethetransparent]

Yes it is. It doesn't matter.

[biwinning]

... Fuck! Fine, whatever!

[shelkethetransparent]

Cursing will not somehow make it any less trivial to enter into a competition with someone you don't know to construct something you don't care about.