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towerofanimus2012-08-03 06:04 pm
complementing) wrote in towerofanimus2012-08-03 06:04 pm
▸ take a breath and relax
Characters: OU!Minako Arisato; OPEN
Setting: Random hallways, music room
Format: Action this time around, please!
Summary: Minako's checking up on her dreaming friends, doing night patrol, and playing music. All the while quietly worrying.
Warnings: Should stay PG13.
MUSIC ROOM
[She's in her usual spot at the piano, playing a few songs half-heartedly. A while ago she'd told Minami that she wasn't much of a singer, and it was true-- she preferred humming. But all those nights alone spent at Mandragora wasn't for naught. She pauses after a moment and starts up a new song, her voice raising softly and gently with it.]
Kaze no koe hikari no tsubu madoromu kimi ni sosogu
Wasurenai yasashii hohoemi kanashisa ni kakushita hitomi wo...
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RANDOM HALLWAYS
[At the beginning of this fiasco, Minako wanted to help some of the people who were 'jumping' into dreams to awake up the dreamers. She knew the deep, dark secrets of her teammates, at least. Nothing they dreamed could phase her. But after she thought it over a little, she decided that she was better off protecting them outside in the real world-- their physical bodies were just as important as the state of their mind, after all. What if the Tower admins took advantage of the dreamers...? And she wanted the chance to think things over, besides. About Minami, about Strega Minato...about herself.
It wasn't like her to be so paranoid, but after being 'asleep' for so long, she's had enough. She keeps missing important events, keeps missing the things her friends are doing. She doesn't want to sleep anymore. She had enough of that when she was the Seal.
With a number of the Night Patrol guards dreaming, she'd taken it on herself to pick up their routes. She can be found hacking and slashing through monsters in the hallway during the night, an intense look on her face as she takes all of them down. Occasionally she'll pause by a doorway and peek inside, making sure one of her friends is alright.]
Setting: Random hallways, music room
Format: Action this time around, please!
Summary: Minako's checking up on her dreaming friends, doing night patrol, and playing music. All the while quietly worrying.
Warnings: Should stay PG13.
MUSIC ROOM
[She's in her usual spot at the piano, playing a few songs half-heartedly. A while ago she'd told Minami that she wasn't much of a singer, and it was true-- she preferred humming. But all those nights alone spent at Mandragora wasn't for naught. She pauses after a moment and starts up a new song, her voice raising softly and gently with it.]
Kaze no koe hikari no tsubu madoromu kimi ni sosogu
Wasurenai yasashii hohoemi kanashisa ni kakushita hitomi wo...
---
RANDOM HALLWAYS
[At the beginning of this fiasco, Minako wanted to help some of the people who were 'jumping' into dreams to awake up the dreamers. She knew the deep, dark secrets of her teammates, at least. Nothing they dreamed could phase her. But after she thought it over a little, she decided that she was better off protecting them outside in the real world-- their physical bodies were just as important as the state of their mind, after all. What if the Tower admins took advantage of the dreamers...? And she wanted the chance to think things over, besides. About Minami, about Strega Minato...about herself.
It wasn't like her to be so paranoid, but after being 'asleep' for so long, she's had enough. She keeps missing important events, keeps missing the things her friends are doing. She doesn't want to sleep anymore. She had enough of that when she was the Seal.
With a number of the Night Patrol guards dreaming, she'd taken it on herself to pick up their routes. She can be found hacking and slashing through monsters in the hallway during the night, an intense look on her face as she takes all of them down. Occasionally she'll pause by a doorway and peek inside, making sure one of her friends is alright.]
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Nah. Not a cat. Usually, at least.
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[And then she perks up.] Wait, you can change into a tiger? That's so cool!
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[And suddenly Minako will be looking at herself, and hearing herself too.]
I can change into more than that.
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Minami.]
Um, sorry to sound rude when we've just met, but please...anything but that.
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... Sorry. I didn't mean to upset you.
[He's not entirely sure what he did wrong, but he doesn't want to make her upset...]
1/2
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Anyways, illusions, huh? Is this what you really look like then~?
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[He rubs the back of his neck a little, before chuckling.]
No, not really. I mean, it's what I usually go around looking like, but my real form is much... smaller and fuzzier, actually.
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[She sticks her naginata in the floor and gives him a little bow.]
It's nice to meet you, I'm Arisato Minako.
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[It's still weird, being able to be open like that here. The bow throws him off for a second, and then he bows back.]
I'm Watanabe Taro. Uh... do you want me to call you Arisato or Minako? I've lived in America for... a long time, so given name's what I usually go by... but if you think that's rude or something I can use your family name.
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[She is totally grinning ear to ear because wow how amazing is it to meet an actual tanuki who actually showed her an illusion right in front of her omigosh.]
Oh, Minako's fine, I'm pretty laid back with the names considering we're in this place. A lot of people seem to go by given names so it's just easier.
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All right, thanks. My Japanese manners are kind of out of date anyway, since I haven't been there since the early part of the twentieth century.
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The twentieth century? ...what century was it when you got brought here?
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It was 2010 when I came here.
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[He looks up for a moment, thinking.]
Scratch that it was the end of the nineteenth century. I've been in America since about... eighteen... eighty seven or something? That sounds about right.
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I visited there once. I stayed in California for about a month, but we didn't go anywhere else.
[She blinks. Oh right, a tanuki has a long life span.]
...wow.
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[It doesn't quite fit, but -]
Work, you could call it. A lot of the Asian Underground is there, so I like to check in on things.
[He grins again at her surprise, though.]
I think the last time I did the math I was a hundred and thirty... seven? I think that was two years ago, so I'm -
[Taro pauses and looks up again, closing his eyes for a moment before looking back at her.]
I was a hundred and thirty nine.
[He shrugs. There's gotta be a bunch of people here who are dead in their worlds. It's not that big a deal... at least as long as he keeps telling himself that it might not be.]
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Hmm, when do you turn a hundred and forty?
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[Stupid assassins...]
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[She has an innocent smile on her face.]
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[What is that look what.]
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No reason~