Two unusual arrivals from two unrelated worlds.

[dualdestiny]

[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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[gentle_puck]

An unusually poignant sympathy aches in Robin's chest, just behind his breastbone, and while he certainly doesn't dare to touch, he does squat down beside her--or him--or them. It's a show of solidarity, if nothing else.

"Don't do yourself damage, trying to remember," he murmurs. "It will come back to you. I think."

[dualdestiny]

"Shut up! You were supposed to help me find them. So. Find them."

[gentle_puck]

Ah, that sympathy dies a swift and painless death. "I'm not supposed to do anything at all," Robin retorts, if mildly, as he rises again. There's exactly one being to whom he owes his irrevocable obedience, and Celena is certainly not him. "I offered to stay with you. It was a gesture of good will, not a binding agreement."

His good will, like his attention span, has its limits.

[dualdestiny]

He looks unsure at that.

"I don't remember..."

[gentle_puck]

"No, you probably wouldn't." Robin draws in a slow breath and releases it in a sigh. Patience is not one of his virtues. "You know my name," he tries. "But I'm not quite sure I know yours."

[dualdestiny]

Silent for a moment, brow furrowing.

Finally, quietly,

"...Dilandau."

"And you're Robin."

[gentle_puck]

"That's me." Robin settles his weight, no longer preparing for flight, and he lowers his shoulders with a conscious easing of tension. "Dilandau," he repeats, with the slightest arch of his eyebrows. It sounds vaguely French. "Welcome to the Nexus."

He can't help himself. "The first panic attack is free."

[dualdestiny]

"Nexus."

"I don't panic," he says, grinning weirdly.

Dilandau seems to have his pride. Some kind of.

He glances at own dress with a slight surprise, it seems, but says absolutely nothing.

[gentle_puck]

Robin certainly isn't about to draw attention to it. "Good, that saves time," he says instead. He isn't usually the panicking sort either, but anxiety has become increasingly familiar over the last several centuries.

He tilts his head to one side, wondering what to do with someone who so literally embodies the term split personality. Speaking of bodies, in fact, this one is not the same as Celena's, and the difference isn't exactly subtle. Well, magic, science or something else, Robin isn't equipped to judge anyone's shape-changes except his own. "What do you do?" he asks.

[dualdestiny]

Dilandau looks irritated and confused at the question. He looks away from Robin.

After a moment, Celena looks back at Robin.

"My brother, Allen, he'll be mad," she says airily.

And so lightly as if she's discussing the weather predictions.

[gentle_puck]

"Mad about what?" Perhaps that she remembered something she wasn't meant to recall, or perhaps that she was upset enough to shift from one set of memories to another. Someone seems intent on boxing her into Celena, or at least into femininity, judging by the dress.

A little belatedly, Robin offers a hand to help her off her knees.

[dualdestiny]

"I don't know. I was... oh, I know. I was searching. For them. I don't think he likes that. My brother. He's sad. I think. And thinks I'll get worse, if I find them. I think."

"That's why I do it when he's not looking. Why should he be sad? But, why should I be? So, best solution."

"I know I'm more upset now that I can't find them, I'm sure," Celena states.

She takes Robin's hand.

"If I'm upset when I find them, I'll at least have done something, instead of being upset and doing nothing. Isn't that right, Robin? Wait. We should not search... aimlessly. Places. Show me places, here. If you can?"

[gentle_puck]

"It doesn't sound fair to either one of you," Robin agrees, without specifying who either one might mean.

Robin is certainly no psychologist, but he's seen plenty of varieties of repressed trauma. If Celena isn't given the opportunity to look for these knights at least--to find them, at best or worst--she surely cannot continue for long as she is.

He leans back, using the leverage to pull her back to her feet, and he smiles. "I think I can definitely manage that."

[dualdestiny]

"Fair? Nothing's fair," Celena says airily.

The young woman raises with Robin's help.

"Thank you. Where should we go? Oh. Somewhere where people may fight? Or spar."

"Is there a place?"

She has no idea if there's such a place in this foreign land.