[She's sitting on the edge of the clocktower ledge, drumming her feet against the wall. She's got a cell phone in her hand, and she keeps hovering over the dial button, but no luck so far. It was kinda scary being up here at first, but the wind's died down a bit and really, she can see everything from here. Even the ashes over there. Well, maybe not the ashes. Just something burned down, not so far off, and it's hard to tell from way up here what it used to be. She could make something up, if she wanted, but that's not important. Once it's all burned up, it's gotta stay that way, or it, she doesn't know, loses something. So, you know, the wreckage doesn't bother her.
What does is that her sandals fell off again. LOOK OUT BELOW.]
Oh, hey! Are you okay down there?
[She closes the cell phone -- it's one of those old flip styles -- and goes to dig her camera out of her bag.]
Mamimi Samejima | FLCL
What does is that her sandals fell off again. LOOK OUT BELOW.]
Oh, hey! Are you okay down there?
[She closes the cell phone -- it's one of those old flip styles -- and goes to dig her camera out of her bag.]