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thenearshore2017-02-22 10:17 pm
xladyofhitsuzen) wrote in thenearshore2017-02-22 10:17 pm
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Who: Yuuko Ichihara + Kimihiro Watanuki (and possibly the rest of Team GuanYin at some point)
What: Initial meetings and plenty of braibreak
When: Backdated to late afternoon, June 5
Where: The Near Shore (That beach)
Summary: Because it had to happen.
Warnings: None really.
It might have been strange for Amaterasu's shinki to find a newcomer that didn't have a million questions for them. Instead, she was calm, accepting most everything they told her. She almost jovial, really. But then again, not many of these shinki believed in inevitability the way Yuuko Ichihara did. If she was here, then she was meant to be here. There was a reason her soul was brought here and not made to pass on like so many others were. Sure, her lack of memories were slightly concerning but again: inevitability. If it was inevitable she was supposed to be here, then it may have been inevitable she'd lost her memories along with it.
No coincidences. Everything happens for a reason, of course. She'd learned the name of her god and decided to file it away for reference. Guan Yin. A goddess, if what scant memory of her stock knowledge served her right. But she wouldn't sit around to wait for him. After all, natural curiosity had driven her to want to find out as much as she could about this heaven. (And the offered booze was far too big a temptation to pass up.)
When he was ready to find her, he'd find her.
Such was the way of inevitability, after all. But despite her wandering around, she did finally decide to settle down near the bonfire with half a bottle of sake left.
But he should be here. It was only a matter of time.
What: Initial meetings and plenty of braibreak
When: Backdated to late afternoon, June 5
Where: The Near Shore (That beach)
Summary: Because it had to happen.
Warnings: None really.
It might have been strange for Amaterasu's shinki to find a newcomer that didn't have a million questions for them. Instead, she was calm, accepting most everything they told her. She almost jovial, really. But then again, not many of these shinki believed in inevitability the way Yuuko Ichihara did. If she was here, then she was meant to be here. There was a reason her soul was brought here and not made to pass on like so many others were. Sure, her lack of memories were slightly concerning but again: inevitability. If it was inevitable she was supposed to be here, then it may have been inevitable she'd lost her memories along with it.
No coincidences. Everything happens for a reason, of course. She'd learned the name of her god and decided to file it away for reference. Guan Yin. A goddess, if what scant memory of her stock knowledge served her right. But she wouldn't sit around to wait for him. After all, natural curiosity had driven her to want to find out as much as she could about this heaven. (And the offered booze was far too big a temptation to pass up.)
When he was ready to find her, he'd find her.
Such was the way of inevitability, after all. But despite her wandering around, she did finally decide to settle down near the bonfire with half a bottle of sake left.
But he should be here. It was only a matter of time.
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It's a strange sensation on her end, however. Her consciousness is still there and she can still see and hear... but she can't move. Odd. She does in breathe in slightly, well aware of her heightened magical senses. "Well?" she finally asks. "I'm sure you'll be able to find some use for this form."
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"A pocketwatch..." He mused thoughtfully. "...you're the first one that can't be used as a weapon! Probably for the best.
"...I wonder what you can do." Something with time, he suspected, as befitting for one who was once a Space-Time Witch.
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"I take it you haven't had anyone who can't be used practically in battle?" she finally asked, tilting her head slightly after the softest hum of thought. "Is there one way we can find out or would you rather find out the hard way...?"
Somehow, that sounds like a challenge.
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"...Maybe I could try using you now."