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Ten'ou Haruka (kaze_ni_naru) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-08-08 13:21:00

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complete, day 10, haruka tenoh, rogue darkholme, sailor uranus

Day 10: Haruka's arrival
Who: Haruka Ten'ou and Rogue
When: Day 10, 8am-ish
Where: Starting in Tokyo, ending up on the Beach, nearer to the resort than the sea
What: The Planet decides Haruka would be fun to play with
Rating: PG
Status: Complete

Haruka shifted the relatively heavy shopping bags from one arm to the other as she followed her foster daughter through the aisles of the latest fabric store. Ahead of her, Hotaru was running from one bolt of silk to another, fingering the fabric carefully and either shaking her head, or jotting down the price at the top of the bolt for reference. She kept glancing back at Haruka, as if to check the older woman were still following her.

Normally, tasks like shopping, especially for something like fabric, would be Michiru's domain. Haruka would have happily left such overtly feminine tasks to her lover, and gone on to help with another aspect of Usagi's upcoming wedding, like dealing with vendors who might want to take advantage of Usagi's good nature. But, Michiru hadn't come back after the battle with Galaxia, and the entire dynamic of the group seemed to change as a result.

Haruka couldn't go more than a minute without thinking of her lost koibito. She saw reminders of Michiru everywhere, especially in as feminine a store as a fabric shop. The color of Michiru's hair was woven into a piece of satin, her delicate frame reflected in the bolts of lace. The pictures on patter envelopes resembled her favorite outfits. Swimsuit fabric brought to mind the drawer in their bedroom that was entirely devoted to Michiru's favorite hobby.

Haruka shut her eyes and shook her head. She would not get wrapped up in emotion in public, in a fabric store of all places! She cleared her throat to get Hotaru's attention. "I'm going to step outside for a moment, Hotaru-chan," she said. The younger girl met her gaze for a moment, frowned, then smiled and nodded cheerfully, as if she'd taken the measure of Haruka's emotions in the one glance and decided to let her Haruka-papa keep her dignity.

Shaking her head, Haruka turned toward the door of the shop. She readjusted the bags yet again as she stepped out toward the sunny streets of mid-afternoon Tokyo...only to find her foot landing on sand and her body assaulted by pounding rains and gale-force winds. She stumbled, but managed to keep herself upright. Her eyes widened as she took in her surroundings. Wherever the hell she was, it was definitely not Tokyo. Within the seconds it took her to catch her footing and adjust to her surroundings, she'd been soaked through.

It was like some sort of cruel joke, like someone had read her mind, found all the turmoil and pain she'd been keeping inside for the past month, all the frustration, and plopped her into a physical manifestation of her emotions. She turned on the spot, worried that Hotaru had somehow been dragged along into her personal Hell, but she couldn't make out the slight girl's form through the driving rain and wind. "Hotaru!" she called. "Hotaru, are you there?!" But there was no reply; Haruka's voice was swallowed up by the storm.

She turned around again, trying to see if there was anyplace nearby that would serve as a shelter from the storm. She wasn't foolish enough to think she'd survive for long in the middle of a storm this violent. Her eyes made out the vague shape of a building or buildings, it was difficult to tell which, not too far off. She set out for the shapes, the wind pushing her along as she walked, unsure of whom or what she'd meet when she arrived. Whatever it was, she was sure that, even if Ten'ou Haruka had problems dealing with it, Sailor Uranus would be able to handle anything that was thrown at her.

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a_pale_rogue
2008-08-21 11:38 am UTC (link)

Rogue stood at the doorway for a moment to let Haruka get a sense of the room and poke around but she soon took a step in just to look around. While Rogue had been pretty unhappy to find herself trapped on a different, her room had lifted her spirits a little as a semi-reminder of home but it seemed to be having an opposite effect on Haruka. When the blonde asked more questions, Rogue nodded in response.

“Yes, my clothes, my books, CDs…all my things were there. Even my uniform”, she added with a shake of her head. “At least it all looked like my things but there were extra things there too, like clothes that I’ve never worn in my life”.

Maybe I should give her some time alone to deal with all this? Rogue silently wondered. Haruka was not obviously upset or anything but this all had to be a shock. “Did you want me to take off or anything while you get settled?” She asked in her accented voice. “I understand if you ain’t up to looking around right now but if you are, I’m more than happy to show you around too”. Rogue shrugged, it was up to Haruka what she wanted to do.

“Not like I got a whole lot to do around in after all”, she added with a slight.

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kaze_ni_naru
2008-08-21 08:11 pm UTC (link)

Haruka smirked. There were certainly things she'd never worn in the closet, but not for the reason Rogue implied. Michiru's wardrobe didn't quite fit into her closet, so she'd begun storing some of her more casual clothing in Haruka's closet. She was sure it was only a matter of time before the other woman's wardrobe engulfed hers completely...or at least, she'd been sure, until a month ago. She fingered the Azabu Juuban girl's uniform, hung neatly beside her own version of the boy's uniform, and the pain threatened to overwhelm her. She shook her head slightly. It wouldn't do to cry in front of a stranger, even one as kind as Rogue had been so far. That wasn't how Haruka operated. She found a pair of jeans at the back of the closet and yanked them off the hangar.

"Tired of my company already?" she asked, turning to grin at Rogue. Part of her wanted to take the girl up on her offer, to escape from the room and try and pretend everything was fine. The other part of her wanted to wallow in her misery for a little while. She knew what Usagi and the others would tell her to do, but Usagi wasn't here. For once, she'd be completely alone. "Not that I'm tired of yours, but I think I do need a little time to settle in," she said, offering a smile. She was a half-decent actress, so it shouldn't seem too forced. "Where are you staying? I'll find you later, and we can figure out the lay of the land, so to speak. Do a bit of investigating, maybe find out more about how and why we were brought here."

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a_pale_rogue
2008-08-28 08:38 am UTC (link)

“That’s understandable”, Rogue said. “This is has gotta be a hard adjustment. Hell, I needed time to get use to it. I’m in room E201”, she added as she straightened. “Drop by if you need anything or if you do want to explore. If I’m not around, leave me a note”, she added as she pulled up her hood and prepared to leave.

“I guess I’ll see you around”, she said with a smile for Harkura, before Rogue turned and left the blonde girl in her room and made her way back outside and headed toward unit E. Some dry clothes were in order now and Rogue wouldn’t mind some down time she decided.

(OOC: I am so sorry. I totally forgot this was still open. I’m such a dolt)

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kaze_ni_naru
2008-08-30 04:28 pm UTC (link)

Haruka was glad that Rogue took her at face value. She nodded and smiled. "I will definitely drop by sometime," she promised. "See you!" She ambled over to the door and watched Rogue disappear down the hallway. Once she was out of sight, Haruka shut the door and faced the all-too familiar room. Then, she allowed herself the indignity of sinking to the floor, and let the tears slide down her cheeks. There was no Hotaru-chan here to keep her from wallowing, and she could afford a few minutes to let all her pent-up emotions have their release before she pulled herself together and dealt with her new situation.

(OOC: It's okay!)

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