towerofanimus | Here comes a derp.

Characters: Orihime and ANYONE~
Setting: Cafeteria and anywhere with a terminal.
Format: Your choice!
Summary: Orihime arrives! And does odd things.
Warnings: None.

[Cafeteria]
There was a teenaged girl seated at one of the tables. She had been informed that oatmeal had to be her first meal, and she wasn't terribly excited about that idea. Until she remembered something she had found in her trunk! She had raced back to the dorms, and later returned with a large bottle of honey barbecue sauce. Surely, it would make a sad and plain meal into one that was worthy of discerning taste buds (or really messed up ones such as Orihime's). So there she was, making her bowl of oatmeal into a orange-ish red mess, squirting oddly large amounts of sauce into it.

[A computer terminal!]
Orihime knew of the internet. She had even watched Tatsuki use it once or twice! She knew there were chatrooms and mail... and ways to find people. So obviously, it was the perfect solution to getting in touch with someone outside of the tower, right? She would just sit down and figure it out!

But that may have been easier said than done. It was a little overwhelming once she actually got down to it... And the first button she pressed turned the entire screen blue.

"Ah... No! That's not the internet!"

Panicking slightly, she pressed a few more buttons, causing the terminal to only beep lamely back at her with each keystroke.

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"I'm Inoue Orihime!"

Orihime bowed deeply in Azula's direction. Since they would be sharing a space together, she wanted to make a really good impression.

"It's good to meet you..."

She straightened, and stared happily at Azula, waiting for her name.

Well, at least the girl had manners. Azula assessed the girl, reading her expression carefully. So far, her name sounded a little like an Fire Nation name. On the plus side, she didn't look too bright, maybe she could use her.

Smiling, Azula brushed another lock of hair out of her face- she really would have to do something about that- and got to her feet. She didn't bow though. A princess never bowed.

"I am Azula of the Fire Nation." That was enough to test if she was from home.

Not bowing was okay! Most of Orihime's friends weren't the type to observe normal social customs either, and they were still good people. So Orihime didn't even really seem to notice.

"Fire Nation..?"

Orihime had never heard of that... And she was fairly certain it didn't exist on her Earth.

That explained everything Azula needed to know. "Yes, the Fire Nation. It is the greatest and most powerful country on my world. And you?"

"Oh! Well, I'm just from Japan. It seems a little small, when you compare it to some countries. But, it's still nice. I made a lot of good friends there..."

She trailed off, sensing vaguely that Azula might not actually care. She gave a nervous laugh and quickly changed the subject.

"What is the Fire Nation like?"

Because she was imagining a city made of lava, really...

"Ja-pan?" The strange word bumped off her tongue, completely unfamiliar with it. It might be worthwhile learning more about it and Orihime's world, but not right away.

"The Fire Nation is situated on a volcanic archipelago. There's several large islands and thousands of smaller ones." The exact number wasn't necessary right now, and maybe this was easier to understand. "The Fire Lord Ozai rules currently and is the greatest military leader in history." Of course, he listened to her, and when Azula assumed the throne she would be the greatest, but best to not mention that part.

"It seems a little similar to Japan, actually... "

As she spoke, she turned and fished the large bottle of barbecue sauce from her trunk. After that, she closed the lid and turned to face Azula again, seating herself on the trunk's lid. Obviously, they were becoming good friends with this nice conversation, so she might as well get comfortable.

"Japan is made up of thousands of islands too, but most people live on the four main ones... Oh, did any of your friends from home come here with you?"

They did seem similar, and Azula noted in her mental notebook. If it was true about these "alternate worlds" she sometimes heard about, there might be a connection. But her friends... she was sort of missing them. "No, they didn't make it."

When Orihime found the barbeque sauce, she raised an eyebrow. "What is that?"

"I'm sorry... None of my friends came either. But, it seems like there are a lot of nice people here anyway."

She smiled, but it was a fairly melancholy expression. Until the sauce was mentioned, of course. She instantly brightened and bounded forward, holding it out for Azula to see.

"It's sauce! For food. It has a really good flavor!"

Here comes a derp.

Does she get to work in a circus?! :D

One with flaming nets and wild animals!

Oh boy!

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