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[thirdrobin.livejournal.com]

[Stephanie's running through the streets, feet pounding desperately against the asphalt when she stumbles to a stop, looking around wildly]

What - what? Where...

[she's breathless, but her eyes flash with anger]

No. No, I was right there. I had...[she looks down, then, raising an empty hand, cursing at it] What the hell happened?

[that's when she hears the she sees the bike, our of the corner at her eye, coming at a downright frantic pace; in an instant, a handspring carries her out of the way, onto the sidewalk]

Woah. Since when can I do that?

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[thirdrobin.livejournal.com]

[her eyes widen, before she smiles slightly] Thanks.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[Fuu blinks as the girl actually responds to her. Oh, the CAT is on! Well, might as well make a proper re-introduction.]

You're very welcome. And now that I get a proper look at you, you're Miss Steph, right? [bows] My name is Fuu Hououji. You won't remember, unless you have a journal, but we've met before.

[thirdrobin.livejournal.com]

Um, yeah. [she looks wary, suspicious, but...] When did we meet?

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

Oh, just over a month ago. For some reason, I'd noted that you had dismounted your bike with flair. Funny that we'd reconnect over a bike!

But I'm afraid that we are currently the victims of some sort of ...selective amnesia, so you won't recall.

[thirdrobin.livejournal.com]

...But you remember.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid not so much 'remember' as I wrote it down.

It seems that we received a hint that compelled me to write a journal. Therefore, I have a chronicle of meeting you and ...other previous events, but I don't remember them at all.