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Maneater (valamaldoran) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-08-18 20:50:00

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arrival, complete, day 11, mamoru chiba, tuxedo mask, vala mal doran

Day 11 // Vala arrives
Who: Vala & Mamoru
When: Day 11 early afternoon
Where: The café
Why: Arrival post
Rating: PG-13 for language
Status: Completed.

The café was peaceful especially at this time of the day and there were not many customers - if you could be a customer in a place where you did not pay for anything. The hurricane was again raging outside after the sweet moment of calm in the morning, but there was slow pop music playing on the radio distracting thoughts away from the storm. In doors it was a lovely early afternoon when no one was hurrying or making any sudden movement or loud noises.

Up until the moment that something mostly black appeared out of no where above one of the round tables - luckily an empty one as well, as the thing dropped with a loud shriek on the table making a startlingly loud crash. The table's leg broke with the sudden weight and it fell over completely. The flower vase shattered on the floor sprinkling water around it, the chairs around the table were flown backwards and fallen over, and what ever rolled over on the floor from the falling table hit the next table as well, bringing it down and breaking yet more vases.

Silence fell to the café once again and everything was still for a moment. The destruction of the surprising appearance was mind-boggling, and somehow the quiet and the still before and after only emphasized it.

Finally something moved again, but slowly this time.

"O-ow," was a painful groan from under the other fallen table. It was pushed aside and a woman sat up in the middle of the havoc she had caused with her appearance. She was dressed entirely in black - she had some sort of black cargo pants, a black jacket with strange labels and symbols on it, and black army boots. Her long hair was black but there was a silvery white stripe in the front surrounding her face. She had pigtails, but her rough landing had left her hair rumpled, and she looked all together incoherent like she had gotten a hit on her head and was seeing stars.

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prince_endymion
2008-08-19 12:05 am UTC (link)

He'd realized something the previous day, after having spent the time with Giselle that he had. He wasn't going to hold a grudge against Michiru, no matter how crazy she'd acted, or what she'd said. It wasn't worth getting all bent out of shape over. And, if he was really honest with himself, he could admit that part of it was just how out of sorts he'd been about being torn away from home, where he'd met and actually befriended a few people. Surely, he hadn't acted his best.

None of this, however, meant that he was going to be in a big hurry to run out and meet with the woman he knew as Princess Neptune anytime soon. Just because he bore her no further ill will didn't mean that he felt any urge to talk to her again. Still, Giselle had shown him there were decent people in this world. He'd been feeling much better about the situation... until the dreams came.

All his life, he'd been blessed, or perhaps cursed, with the ability to see things that hadn't happened yet through dreams. Last night had been filled with those dreams, and the sense that some sort of overwhelming chaos was coming was oppressive. He awoke feeling like he hadn't slept. The really irritating thing was that ususally the dreams were quite vague, so he had no idea of any specifics, nor that it was about Dahak's arrival. He just felt like maybe he'd be required to use his Tuxedo Mask persona more often.

He'd been spending all sorts of time sequestered in his room, which hadn't done wonders for his social interaction. Sure, he'd met the bald man who'd done his best to break his ribs, and the strange man Jigen, as well as, of course, Michiru and Giselle. But that wasn't really so much, when he was supposedly going to be here for the rest of his life. Not that he was in any way resigned to that, but still. It couldn't hurt to scope the place out.

So, upon rising, he showered and dressed before braving the hurricane and heading towards the cafe. A quick breakfast, and then he'd go be social if it killed him. He was in no way prepared for the arrival of the woman in the center of the table beside his, but being who he was, wasn't really able to just sit there without at least seeing it she was hurt. It did occur to him briefly that this might be the one his dreams had been warning him about, but he pushed that aside. He'd worry about that after he helped her.

Quickly, he rose and pulled the last of the broken table off the rumpled female who had seemingly fallen out of nowhere. It was so similar to his own experience that he knew she'd just been taken. Great. He had to play babysitter. Still, his sense of duty wouldn't allow him to back away from this, and he knelt down in front of the dark-haired woman.

"You okay?" He held up two fingers. "How many fingers do you see?"

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valamaldoran
2008-08-19 12:11 am UTC (link)

The woman tilted her head looking disoriented at Mamoru's fingers.

"Four," she answered, and then changed her mind. "Two. Don't do that. I hate it when people try to be cheeky like that," she frowned apparently thinking that Mamoru had first held up four fingers, and then changed to two.

Up close he could see that she was most likely older than he was, but beautiful in a very original manner. Her features were strong - her jawline, high cheek bones and her straight nose made her look almost masculine, but her blue eyes and wide mouth were definitely balancing her to seem very feminine. Her voice was also something one did not expect right away - her accent was what someone from Earth would call British, and her voice was exotically deep and low, a purring sort of a tone.

She looked around slowly and started to realize where she was - or where she was not anymore.

"No wait," she began and forced herself up on her unstable feet. "Whatta hell is this? Where am I?" she looked at Mamoru demandingly but suddenly turned around with a gasp as she realized something. "And where the hell is my ship?!"