Prince Endymion (Mamoru Chiba) (![]() ![]() @ 2008-07-11 07:18:00 |
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Entry tags: | arrival, cheshire cat, complete, day 7, mamoru chiba, pheromones, tuxedo mask |
Day Seven
WHO: Mamoru and Cheshire Cat
WHAT: Mamoru's arrival, and the love thread
WHEN: Day Seven, morning
WHERE: The meadows by the mountains
RATING: I'll start with PG-13 and we can go from there :-D
STATUS: Complete
It had been, to say the least, a very memorable day. It wasn't that he was a stranger to being pulled through time and space, it's only that the last time it happened, he was sleeping through the process. Actually, this time, he was pretty sure he was dying. One second he was in Princess Serenity's lap, remembering everything that had gone before. He was a Prince, not simply a university student. His shoulder, which had been injured very badly in the fight with the Dark Kingdom, didn't even really hurt anymore.
As his Princess screamed his name, his real name, Endymion, a black bubble came up from the floor and engulfed him. The minions of the Dark Kingdom, Kunzite and Zoisite, floated above them all, laughing evilly as they abducted the injured, newly-awakened prince. Or, at least, that was the plan. Mamoru struggled to stay conscious as he was pulled from the world he knew to... somewhere else.
He'd been expecting darkness broken by evil, vivid lights in Queen Beryl's lair. What he most definately did not expect was soft, fragrant grass under his fingertips. He was still lying on the ground, but his shoulder was healed, and his Tuxedo Mask outfit had faded back to his normal clothing. Blue eyes opened and he scanned the area before rising carefully to his feet. He wasn't hurt at all, though he could feel an odd sort of tingling in the area that had been hurt. Someone had healed him, obviously. The question was, who?
He didn't have much time to think about it. Ahead of him were some buildings, and he started walking towards them. His nose wrinkled up as he smelled something in the air, but he shrugged it off. It was warm, but not overly so. Comfortable. Besides the fact that he had no idea where he was, it was kind of nice, really. Other than, of course, he'd been torn away from his home, away from the girl who had recently revealed herself as...
Sorrowing, he lowered his head and closed his eyes for just a second. His hands clenched into fists at his side, and he whispered very softly, "I'm sorry, Serenity. I can't protect you from here."
He was completely unaware in his sorrow and grief that he was being approached.