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Two unusual arrivals from two unrelated worlds.
[OOC: warning, both in potentia chock full of spoilers from their respective series! (Escaflowne and Voltron, that is. Honerva from Voltron and the other character, on
dualdestiny account, from Escaflowne (Escaflowne's an old mecha and travelling to another world and other stuff anime series) /ooc]
Two people who didn't arrive together, not at all. They both just happened to appear in Nexus at the same time, for no reason, just pure chance. Completely unconnected in any and all realities.
Somewhere near the plaza.
One of them, a blonde young woman, probably, though one can't be quite sure, immediately asks, "When my brother inevitably comes here, could you please tell him that I haven't been kidnapped? Possibly."
She seems a bit spacey and maybe not quite there, unfocused.
Another, an older white-haired woman, hooded, who seems much, much more focused on the here and now, and on reality, maybe, just tilts her head slightly at the question, but then seems to accept it as possibly a valid concern, just nods curtly at that. Then, she says,
"There are several acquaintances I've made in this reality. However, I'm not certain where exactly they live. Could you please help me find them? I'd be most obliged."
The young woman walks off in the meantime, not interested in that stranger. Walks off to wherever there might be flowers or butterflies or blood or the moon or anyone yelling.
Feel free to approach any of them, anyone. Not together, because they probably won't be together at any time, unless randomly. Just, any of the two.
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Two people who didn't arrive together, not at all. They both just happened to appear in Nexus at the same time, for no reason, just pure chance. Completely unconnected in any and all realities.
Somewhere near the plaza.
One of them, a blonde young woman, probably, though one can't be quite sure, immediately asks, "When my brother inevitably comes here, could you please tell him that I haven't been kidnapped? Possibly."
She seems a bit spacey and maybe not quite there, unfocused.
Another, an older white-haired woman, hooded, who seems much, much more focused on the here and now, and on reality, maybe, just tilts her head slightly at the question, but then seems to accept it as possibly a valid concern, just nods curtly at that. Then, she says,
"There are several acquaintances I've made in this reality. However, I'm not certain where exactly they live. Could you please help me find them? I'd be most obliged."
The young woman walks off in the meantime, not interested in that stranger. Walks off to wherever there might be flowers or butterflies or blood or the moon or anyone yelling.
Feel free to approach any of them, anyone. Not together, because they probably won't be together at any time, unless randomly. Just, any of the two.
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The question makes him blink and tilt his head, birdlike, to one side. An interesting quandary--her brother's arrival is inevitable, but her kidnapping is only a possibility? "I don't think I've met your brother," he says. He glances back toward the plaza, then further down the road. "You don't seem to be kidnapped at present. Perhaps you've escaped?"
[OOC: Ahhh this is a welcome blast from the past! ❤]
Yay, another Escaflowne fan! :D Or smth. I'm currently rewatching.
The young woman tenses a little, stops her wandering and looks up at the tree and at the person.
"Perhaps I have," she says, visibly now trying to focus her attention fully on the situation. "I have a feeling I can do many things I don't know I can do."
"I don't know if it's good to meet you, but, either way, my name is Celena. Who are you?"
And then Celena curtsies very elegantly.
"Before my brother comes, I'd look around. I don't know this place and he'll just take me home if he comes."
Perhaps she's curious about the strange new place.
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He glances out towards the Wilds, then back in the direction of the plaza.
"I'm recently arrived here myself, but perhaps we can wander around a bit together, if you like?" At least until her brother turns up and shepherds her back whence she came. "There's always something new just around the corner in this place." One of his favorite things about it, in fact.
[Definitely a fan!]
Yay! <3 XD
She muses outloud. She doesn't clarify what she means by as him, at least, for now.
"We could. Are you not afraid of me? If you aren't afraid of me, we can wander all we like. Yes. Good. I miss - companionship."
Re: Yay! <3 XD
It's the sort of thing that never improves by dwelling on it.
He doesn't miss the slip in pronouns--in identity, perhaps--either. "I'm not afraid of you thus far," he says, tilting his head again. "Perhaps you could warn me, just before I should be, if you're feeling compassionate." He tucks his hands into his pockets and glances toward the plaza again. "...Are you hungry?" She looks as though a meal--or at least a cup of tea--might do her good.
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Ponders something for a moment.
"Not hungry. However, we could eat something together, if you wish. I can eat a lot. Allen - my brother - says my body is adjusting. Whatever that even means."
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Honestly, most of his plans, if they can even be called that, begin and end with those two steps. But his attention is easily drawn.
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"Stay with me, Robin."
Celena smiles and begins to walk in said direction.
After a moment, she repeats, "Stay with me."
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Still, he has no particular reason to worry. Especially in the Nexus.
And his curiosity is still piqued, so he follows her willingly enough, keeping behind her just half a step or so.
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eh, one last tag today maybe, then I can continue this and all else tomorrow.
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Yup, there he is.
Re: Yup, there he is.
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They were walking placidly through the Plaza, lost in a conversation in the Anthean language. Tommy had missed speaking it so very much.
However, when he sees the hooded woman he freezes to stare.
"What's wrong?" Aletayria questions.
"That's the witch. I'm almost certain of it." Aletayria listens to Tommy and feels the true sense of nervous energy but says nothing yet.
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They might suddenly hear whispers in their minds. The whisper's in Altean, and in yet another language, they won't understand either. Though, if they're shielded, it might not reach at all.
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"Is that the witch?"
Tommy nods and just stares longer and more intently. He doesn't like that she is here.
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"I believe we should talk," she says softly. "There might've been a few misunderstandings. That's most unfortunate. I'd rather you had a clear picture of the situation. There's been ever so much unnecessary strife and violence."
Emotions? Her mind is shielded thickly.
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Aletayria is a little less passive. "Explain yourself."
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"I've met a person like you. He tried to steal from me and he attacked me. Viciously. I could only flee."
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'It' being Hiroki, yes.
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He hears the question that seemed to go unanswered by the young woman and so asks the elderly woman. His wings shift at his back. "Who are you looking for?"
She's powerful and there's something dark there but how can he know who she might be looking for? It could be family.
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She nods at him.
"Just a few people I've met here. We've had a slight and unnecessary disagreement. I'd like to apologise."
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"There are people here from many different realities. I am not surprised to hear there have been misunderstandings."
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"Say, you feel very ancient. Like some reality itself. Why is that so?"
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"I'm Lucifer Morningstar." He offers his hand, if she takes it, she will find that the skin is hot. "I am very old and a creator."
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She takes the hand. And doesn't react to it being hot.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, and my respect to you as a creator, sire,," she says, suddenly in Altean, on impulse, curious whether he would understand.
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Lucifer had met Ziggy only once but the similarities in their appearance was uncanny.
"No need for that much formality." Lucifer responds. "Though I do understand the reason for it."
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Hm. They do look somewhat similar, she can see that, now. Ziggy Stardust and Lucifer Morningstar. It's just that their Quintessence feels so ddifferent, any such similarity's escaped her till now.
She laughs a little, freely. She can if one insists on no formalities, after all.
"You're not exactly what I consider beautiful, but I can admit to my bias, too, as any scientist rightly should."
"Do you know where could I find Stardust?"
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