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| Owner | Pose |
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| Mamoru Chiba | It's Sunday, and Mamoru waited until-- well, he'd intended to wait until he was all better from the electrocution to complain about it to Emi, just in case she got any Ideas. Well, he's all better from the electrocution, mostly! That's a certainty! Mamoru TXT: hey Mamoru TXT: i didnt like that last one Mamoru TXT: threw me on the third rail, tyvm |
| Emi Hoshino | Emi was enjoying a lazy Sunday, herself. Frankly, the lazy makes her itch. With everyone keeping an eye on her, she's been relegated to patrolling the Radiant Heartd dreamscape, passing throiugh its endless halls in search of signs of trouble. That said, she does keep an ear tuned to the real world and then she hears it. "YOU'RE SO ANNOYING" chirps her phone. "What's Mamoru texting me for?" asks Emi as she promptly snaps out of the dreamworld to check her phone and then starts texting bacl Emi TXT: I didn't get the details, just that the problem was gone and Reiko's being cared for. What happened? |
| Mamoru Chiba | Mamoru TXT: it was a really strong nightmare. really old. it wasnt originally reikos at all. it moved impossibly fast and was impossibly strong, and it literally picked me up and yeeted me onto the tracks with a train coming Mamoru TXT: and the third rail is live Mamoru TXT: everybody got it Mamoru TXT: but i got electrocuted :P |
| Emi Hoshino | There is a long pause as Emi reads this over and over again. Emi TXT: Are you kidding me right now? |
| Mamoru Chiba | Mamoru TXT: about which part? Mamoru TXT: irrelevant actually, bc no im not kidding Mamoru TXT: my hair. luckily a henshin to super mode fixed it |
| Emi Hoshino | Two things cross Emi's mind. First of all, he got electrocuted, and there is very real concern that there may be harm not immediately apparent. Electrocution is famously not fond to internal organs, ask her how she knows. Or better yet don't. Secondly, as someone connected to an ambush predator at all times, she senses an opening. She takes advantage. |
| Setsuna Meiou | Ever since Hotaru was lost, Nurse Meiou has been...not her best. She's been showing up to work, it's true...but it's obvious to anyone who knows her that she's merely going through the motions. Visitors to the infirmary still get...well...it's normally called 'care'...but Nurse Meiou really doesn't have much 'care' in her, it seems. Calling what she gives 'treatment' is accurate enough, though...as her actions are robotic enough to perhaps qualify...and she still does make efforts to treat those that come to her. Thus, when she gets a text from emi with an attachment of the recent conversation followed by an invite to said conversation...well, she figuratively 'wakes up' a little. Out of the blue, a notification of 'Nurse Meiou has entered the chat' appears, followed almost immediately by: Nurse Meiou TXT: MISTER CHIBA! You went and got yourself electrocuted and you did NOT come IMMEDIATELY to consult your medical professional?! Nurse Meiou TXT: You can come here, or I can go there, which is it going to be? |
| Emi Hoshino | When you have an opportunity like this, one must strike immediately. And Emi does. Emi TXT::) |
| Mamoru Chiba | Mamoru stares at his phone, ''OFFENDED''. Mamoru TXT: :typing: Mamoru TXT: emi you narc, omg Mamoru TXT: setsuna-san i am too tired to come to campus i got attacked by mistress 9 a couple hours ago Mamoru TXT: let me sleeeeeeeeep im fiiiiiine im a healer im not cooked anymore |
| Setsuna Meiou | As the Senshi roof-runs, Mamoru's new digs aren't really all that far away. And there's a roof entrance as well. Thus, it's not terribly long after Mamoru's final whining text before there's a very heavy knock at his door, and the muffled voice of Setsuna can be heard through it, "...Mister Chiba, either you open up right now, or I'm going to assume you're too injured and BREAK it down. You have two minutes." Meanwhile, she whips her phone back out and fires a message to the chat: Nurse Meiou TXT: Miss Hoshino, do not listen to this delusional fool. Nurse Meiou TXT: Electrocution is HIGHLY serious and should you ever experience a major shock, seek a healer or medical professional posthaste. |
| Emi Hoshino | Emi TXT: You know what. I'm coming by. I need to hear the rest of Reiko's story anyway. Also to gloat, as she is about to text him, but it is somewhat tempered by the 'attacked' part. She'll leave it subtextual for the moment. Besides, she could do with a walk. She is no senshi, though, and so it's going to take her longer to getthere. |
| Mamoru Chiba | Mamoru TXT: *i am a healer* omg wtf i fixed it Mamoru TXT: GOD she is BANGING ON MY DOOR emi-san what have you done Mamoru TXT: oh you better come and soak some of this aggro There's a click of a lock unlocking on the door in front of Setsuna. Mamoru TXT: there you can come in. When Setsuna comes down the stairs and around the corner, there's Mamoru, stepping out of his bedroom and with a red, bruising neck, looking cranky and sounding hoarse. "I'm fine! I can even give you a world tour of my guts if you want." Then the cranky turns off, and the prince simply looks wry. "Thank you for caring. You and Emi both. Come in and sit down," he says, gesturing and then leading the way through the kitchen to where the big heavy solid wooden dining room table and tavern chairs reside. Each chair has a dark red cushion on it. The space beyond that is immense, with drapes all open to let in streaming daylight, and tapestries bright on the walls, and all the big mostly-antique furniture and the tapestries and area rugs help to dampen the sound in the cavernous space. Mamoru himself has his glasses on, and bedhead, and his mauve ROCK COLLECTOR t-shirt and pajama pants and argyle-patterned house slippers. |
| Setsuna Meiou | Once eyes are laid on her...Mamoru will probably note that Nurse Meiou looks...haggard. While whenever she is encountered outside of the Infirmary, Setsuna might, at most, look a little wind-blown...and at home, it's not uncommon to spot her rocking a truly SPECTACULAR case of bed-head...right now, she looks...rough. Which is perhaps most striking because whenever she is in her 'Nurse Meiou' persona, she is generally composed, collected, and groomed to a fault. Now, however? Her labcoat is rumpled and disheveled, her hair indicates that she's failing the anime stress test by having loose hairs sticking out all over the place, there are obvious bags under her eyes, and said eyes are a little bloodshot. As the door opens up and she sweeps into the room, however, despite her haggard appearance, she seems to still be in solid form as she frowns at the young man, "MISTER Chiba, there are a GREAT MANY reasons why you should consult with myself or another professional even THOUGH you ARE a healer." At which point, she gives a very pointed look at his hand. As she follows him into the dining room, however, she breathes a huge sigh and goes on in a much softer voice that he can just BARELY hear, "...not least being I CAN'T lose anyone else..." |
| Mamoru Chiba | Mamoru sighs, schlepping over to the table also, putting a hand flat on it. The hand, in fact, that Setsuna was just pointedly looking at. He gestures at it. "I couldn't make myself cut the tendons myself. I can't turn off my own pain like a Puella." If he hears the 'can't lose anyone else', Mamoru is discreet; he says nothing about it. What the prince ''does'' do is fail to sit down, because he's going into the kitchen where Setsuna can still hear and see him, and he's looking blankly at the cabinets. "I'm a bad host," he says after a second, "I can't think straight, I'm so tired. Tea. Right." He puts the kettle on. "And, getting energy back is slower than usual. We sat in the park a while and I had my hands in the dirt, and it took so long just to get enough strength back to stay on my feet," he says slowly as he turns around. "But honestly how would you even check for signs of electrocution on the inside without like. An MRI. Or a healer who can ''see'' his internal organs." |
| Setsuna Meiou | Nurse Meiou walks in right behind Mamoru, absently producing a box of tea from...somewhere and setting it down on the counter near him, "...by checking for neurological damage as well as examining the entry and exit points the voltage took...if there's noticable damage to either, you can generally assume further hidden damage within..." As the healer describes getting energy back, the greenhaired woman looks over at him, "...you draw your power from within the Earth, correct?" She pauses, then tilts her head, "...would it help to hold something conductive that's sunk fairly deep in the earth to give you access to more and deeper layers to speed your recharge or recovery?" |
| Mamoru Chiba | "The side of my head hit the rail. Exit was the same damn hand. It's a little hard to tell from the outside what's going on because of the strangulation today, that's new damage, but the burns are all gone," he says, taking the tea Setsuna put down and putting some in a brown ceramic teapot. "Thanks," he says, and only then does he actually look at the box. "I actually had less neurological damage coming out of that than I did coming out of being Hematite. 'S what happens when you repair concussions with dark energy." He looks thoughtful at Setsuna's suggestion. "It's worth a shot. It could be like getting a shot of epinephrine or something. Jumpstart. Or, you know, fuel injecton. Haruka-san is teaching me to ride a motorcycle. Do you want to check for neurological damage first or I just remembered to tell you about Hotaru-chan? I saw her in Mistress 9's head today." |
| Setsuna Meiou | The look at the box indicates that it is 'English Breakfast'. Apparently, Setsuna's started carrying around the extra strong stuff...which might be a bit odd if Mamoru remembers that she personally prefers green tea. Producing a pen light from somewhere, the nurse is quite suddenly up in Mamoru's face, a gentle hand reaching out to steady his head as she flicks her light across his eyes to watch for pupil dilation before she shifts over to look at the point on his head where Mamoru indicated he hit the rail and examining the site. Her motions aren't messy or sloppy...they're best described as 'clipped'. As if she is only getting through with tight control. Still, she manages to sound normal enough as she shakes her head, "...yes, trying to heal oneself with an energy source that's inimical to normal life is generaly regarded as a 'bad idea'." She nods as the hidden Prince ponders aloud the possible benefits of her idea...but then he mentions Hotaru...and basically every other thought goes flying out the window as she suddenly shifts to grab the young man by the sides of the head (though not painfully...more as if to brace herself) as she stares him in the eyes, "HOTARU? YOU SAW HER?! TELL ME!" |
| Emi Hoshino | Just as Setsuna is physically accosting (such as at is) Mamoru, the door is knocked on. It took Emi a while to get here, and let's face it, she's a little out of shape from the month of rest. This is the furhtest she's walked since her ribs were hurt, and she can feel it. While she can't quite make out what was said, she makes out the distinct tenor of raised voices and just sighs. "Dig *up*, stupid," she mutters. |
| Mamoru Chiba | Mamoru, hair floofed so purely, endures the pen light and examination without complaint, even staying still for Setsuna as the kettle makes little hissy ping noises while the water heats up. He did not foresee getting his head grabbed, and he instantly jerks back to get Setsuna out of his face and his head. It's not quite instant enough; Setsuna will get what is exactly on the top of his mind, which is his perception of Hotaru in that long, long second and a half while Mistress 9 was touching his face. It carries with it the memory of the physical sensation of getting strangled, her desire to snap his neck, how easily she could; it's all tangled up in that, in his own gut level anger at the entire situation, and it's underneath the sense of something so alien it literally didn't care about even the things youma care about. It's the ''sense'' of Hotaru, the sense of her soul and her mind, fighting furiously against the control of her body, fighting to give them time to escape. And there's the memory of her giggling at Hiddenite's pun, and Mistress 9 losing her shit at Hotaru and duskporting away-- --and then it ''cuts off'' very abruptly, a fraction of a second having passed outside their minds. Mamoru looks a little sick. He moves away in silence to answer the door, and Emi gets to see him at his least put-together. "Hi," he says, "making tea. Thanks for coming." |
| Setsuna Meiou | Nurse Meiou was definitely not expecting to get that psychic replay of what happened. All she'd been intending was to be able to look Mamoru in the eyes when she wasn't sure she'd be otherwise able to hold herself steady at the mention of Hotaru. As it is, the experience hits her somewhat hard...and a moment after Mamoru departs the room to answer the door, she slumps to her knees, feet splayed out to either side. When they come back, Setsuna (for in this moment, she's not Nurse Meiou) will still be sitting there, hair draped around her hanging head, arms wrapped across each other in a pseudo hug as she murmurs, "...she's still there...she's still fighting..." |
| Emi Hoshino | Emi is definitely looking more put together, herself, than when she has been lounging around in bed being incredibly bored. Pretty soon, she'll be back to full participation! That's great. The toll of a years worth of blistering nightmare battles has been eased. Dressed in her fully gothic attire, a ruffled skirt and black blouse dominated by spider-web patterns and a black bow, she stares at him through her long bangs with one, blue eye. "Hi, Mamoru. I was coming here to gloat but I think looking at you, I'm like 'actually, I'm gonna gloat even harder, also is this how you and Hinoiri felt? Unfair." She makes a face at him, before making her way inside after he gives her leave to enter. |
| Mamoru Chiba | He's still disconcerted from the sudden alarming contact, and Emi can tell he's really not all there right now. "Well you can gloat over the attack today, I went at a boss level with a sword and a bodyslam. Talk about stupid," says Mamoru tiredly as he steps aside from the door and closes it behind her. That puts them in a foyer between two halls with a little genkan to one side. There's a stained glass paneled door in front of them, which Mamoru opens next. That opens into the big ol' living room and dining room area, and there's Setsuna, visible at a partially obscured angle from where they are, her legs splayed out to either side of her. Mamoru schleps back across the floor, grabbing a Hi-Standard Warped Tour hoodie off the back of his couch as they pass it and slinging it on. Once he gets over to Setsuna, he holds out his hands to help her up, if she'll take them. "Walls are up," he says of his bare hands. "For the record please don't do that again." The kettle's boiling, and Mamoru glances back at Emi for a moment. "Would you mind making the tea? The tea itself is already in the pot. Also what do you mean about how Hinoiri and I felt? When you get hurt?" |
| Setsuna Meiou | Setsuna looks up at Mamoru...and now that she's stopped trying...it's obvious she's a wreck. She stares at the outstretched hand for a few moments before taking it and using the help to get to her feet. Setsuna spends a few moments thereafter brushing down her labcoat and hair in a valiant yet doomed attempt to regain some composure...and she tries to put her own 'walls' up as it were as she says, "...my apologies Mist..mis...mmm..." Eyes are closed and a deep breath is taken before she goes on, "...I'm sorry, Mamoru-san. I just wanted to be able to look you in the eyes...I didn't realize..." She trails off, waving a hand tiredly, "...I'll endeavor to avoid doing so again in the future...but..." She reaches out and puts a hand on the taller man's shoulder as she looks him in the eyes again, "...despite it all...THANK YOU." Setsuna then turns away to visibly work on composing herself once more...this time, more successfully as she's then able to turn around and be Nurse Meiou again, "Ah, Miss Hoshino. I can see you're doing rather better." |
| Emi Hoshino | "Yeah, well, my appetite to actually gloat has been somewhat tempered by this tale of attack and the fact that you look like you actually did get hit by a subway train." Emi does move inside and glance around once. She hasn't been here before, but she had the address. Her eyes are drawn towards Meiou and she has no idea what to make of the nurse or a moment. This did not go how she expected it would, but you know, she'll take it. She casually makes her way towards the kitchen, more than happy to help with the tea as she addresses Meiou's comment towards her. "Yeah, I meant it when I told people I recover pretty okay." Of course, expected to be a bit faster than this. Much faster than this, Turns out people were like ... right and shit. She hates that. |
| Mamoru Chiba | "You're very welcome. But-- listen, I don't advertise it," Mamoru says wryly, voice quiet. "Most of the time people in general don't touch me, and..." the wry turns into 'oh right is still Mamoru' and he adds, blue-eyed gaze flickering sidelong to Setsuna with a growing shiteating grin, "I forgot you're from a different civilization and culture and have socialized British in the modern day." And that's when he puts a hand back on Setsuna's shoulder, and squeezes, then schleps to the table and sits down. He keeps going, though, he puts his arms on the table and his head on his arms. When his voice comes out muffled he turns his head and says, "Little lightheaded. Staying here. Cups are in the cabinet under the kettle. I complain a lot, Emi-san, but I'm so grateful for what you do that prevents this kind of thing..." |
| Setsuna Meiou | Setsuna sighs and rubs her face, "Little bit British, some American. I've tried to keep up with who was the world power along the years waiting for you lot...and right now the English speaking world is for all intents and purposes the world's cultural hegemon." She stands there for a few moments, massaging the bridge of her nose between her middle fingers, then she sits down on the other side of the table from Mamoru and all but flops into the chair as well. She sits there for a few moments, takes a deep breath, then looks over at Mamoru...and it's obvious that she's managed to retreat somewhat back into 'Nurse Meiou', "...now, Mister Chiba, I'm going to have to issue you a prescription...given a cursory examination, you seem to be doing well, but there's another step I'm going to insist on...we need to temporarily increase your alkaline levels." The nurse lets that statement hang for a moment before smiling a bit, "So I'm going to recommend you eat things high in potassium for a bit. Acocados, potatoes, tomatoes, broccoli, brussels sprouts, lentils, and bananas are all good choices. Just eat things heavy in those for a few days and it should even out any potential residual effects." She gives a brief snort, "...basically, go over to Korma and have some tomato dahl once or twice and you should be good." That addressed, she looks over at Emi, "And let me thank you for your help, Miss Hoshino. Healing quick is a good thing, but even if you're planning to rely on such, I still recommend coming to see me whenever you get hurt...if only so that I can help set you up to ease the process." |
| Emi Hoshino | "Ugh. Don't. Please. I'm just doing what anyone would do," replies Emi, weighing in with the humility and polite denial of compliments that's such a thing in Japan. She looks so uncomfortable with it as she emerges back into the living space with cups of tea at the ready, having spent time preparing them as asked. "And, honestly, if what you're saying about Reiko's nightmare is true, I'm betting there have been others and just none of you knew what it came from, right?" She hands one cup to Mamoru and then another to Setsuna. "Despite my intentions, it looks like this was a very needed visit for you," a pause, a glance between them, "... for both of you, I guess. And I can go if you all need to talk." |
| Usagi Tsukino | It's as Emi is politely offering to give Setsuna and Mamoru privacy that the door from Mamoru's bedroom swings open, and Usagi Tsukino steps into the rest of the apartment, looking irked - And then she sees Setsuna and Emi and stops short, surprised. "Endytan, did you actually call Suna-san for some help?" She's actually looking to be a little pleased at the thought, which means poor Mamoru might be in trouble. Again. Soon. "That's good! I need good news after my trip to Grand Ocean." |
| Mamoru Chiba | "You mean I'm an expended alkaline battery--?" Mamoru tilts his head again, then rolls it to one side and looks 'up' to eye Setsuna. "I mean, okay, I like dal. But no tomatoes. Bitter devil's sustenance." He schleps his head up enough to prop it upright with his arm, and he watches Emi approach, and her discomfort triggers his sympathy. He kindly doesn't say anything more about it. "You need to get better at trolling, is all. But you're probably right about the nightmares -- we've run into some wild stuff, and not all of it's been Witches... and no, you're f--" Usagi! Mamoru brightens and shoves himself a little further upright from where he's glued to the table, and he also pulls the tea Emi set down over closer. "Thank you!" he tells Emi more cheerfully. And oh. "Well, the good news is that Setsuna-san says I'm doing very well and just need to eat a lot of potassium!" he says, and then he takes his glasses off. "The other good news is that after Emi-san told Setsuna-san I'd been electrocuted, I only put up token..." Mamoru puts his glasses back on. "Resistance." |
| Setsuna Meiou | Setsuna was prepared for several things to happen...but having Usagi burst out of Mamoru's bedroom was certainly NOT one of them. The older woman turns slowly to give the young man a look, one eyebrow arched as she stares at him rather intently for a long moment...then she turns to look over at Usagi. So the question then is...is she going to narc on Mamoru as Emi did to her, thus passing the buck of 'Mamoru in trouble' to it's next recipient...or does she give the poor boy a break? As she looks at the newly-arrived blonde, she blinks as the somewhat 'irked' expression is noted... She takes a long sip of her tea as she listens to Mamoru come clean...and she nods a little bit, glad she didn't have to potentially be involved in some friction between the two, no matter how passing it might be. After a few moments more, however, Setsuna blinks as she remembers something, "OH! Mamoru-san...I just remembered. If you would be so kind, can you please return my housemate? I believe you were the one that had him." |
| Emi Hoshino | "Please, I'm fine at trolling," interjects Emi, refusing to tolerate this slander of her trolling capacity. She would go on but then there's an Usagi joining them. She hesitates, eyes travelling back and forth between the three present here, feeling for all the world like someone is loudly singing 'one of these things is not like the other' in one of her ears. She was about to offer the fig leaf of covering for Mamoru, but then he had to go and be /honest/. Who does that, anyway?! Finally, she lifts one hand at Usagi, black-gloved fingers wiggling at her. She is very gothed-up at the moment. "Hi, Usagi," she offers after a halting moment. "I thought I'd come here what happened with Reiko and..." Rat out Mamoru to Setsuna, but that was obvious and better left unsaid. |
| Usagi Tsukino | Mamoru is given ''such'' a look, as he confesses to ''not'' having called over medical help, despite being electrocuted and strangled and drained. That look says 'how are you a healer, and such a bad patient?!' But then, her attention is stolen by Setsuna, and she can't help but notice how ''rough'' she looks - disheveled and tired and utterly unprepared for the day, and it's not like... she can judge. Hotaru's not just gone, but tormented. If it was Chibiusa, she'd be just as bad off. There's a sympathetic expression turned her way, but she doesn't want to make her feel bad in public... "...well, Emi-chan, I'm glad ''you'' tattled on Endytan, because I definitely wasn't going to make him eat the uh, alkaline foods without help. Reiko-chan was amazing! She was like... keeping the Nightmare trapped in her own head, see, with her songs, and keeping her head fuzzy - we accidentally messed up her whole plan, putting the pieces together, but..." She smiles wryly. "I'm glad we did, even if Endytan got electrocuted and I got smacked into a wall with my own scream. We took the Flickerman down, and Reiko-chan's going to get her life back now." |
| Mamoru Chiba | Honestly Mamoru doesn't even notice the long look Setsuna gives them over Usagi coming out of his bedroom, he's too busy with his eyes on his fiancee. It's a wonder he can see her for all the stars in them. He looks to Emi as she speaks up again, and he laughs. "Well, I also told you to come over to tank some of the medical aggro. But when you got here it was gloat gloat gloat~" Oh yeah. "Yeah..." he says, trailing off a little; his knowledge of what happened is limited. He was busy getting electrocuted. And besides, Usagi is even more annoyed with him now, sigh. ''Dig up, dumbass'' indeed. "Oh is that what happened? I heard the scream but I couldn't see what was going on. That sucks," he winces when Usagi explains about getting slammed with her own attack. "It's insulting on top of painful." Finally, Mamoru stares blankly at Setsuna for a moment, then runs through all the hims he could have had, and decides that no matter what else he is, Hiddenite is not someone he has-- and is probably also not Setsuna's housema-- ''OH.'' "He went with Rashmi-chan, who's going to see if he'd be willing to work with Chibiusa-chan until Hotaru-chan needs him again, and if he is, Rashmi-chan and Riv-kun will retool him for shielding and defensive combat," the prince explains, holding his cup in both hands, then sipping. |
| Setsuna Meiou | Another pull is taken from her tea as Setsuna watches the interaction between Mamoru and Usagi, a small smile on her lips as she watches the byplay between the two, "Bananas are good, but you can get by with some potato and lentil dahl over at Korma, since Mamoru-san's being such a baby about tomatoes...and I know you two are often just looking for an excuse to go there." Hearing the current wherabouts of Luminous Titan, however, gets a small sigh of relief from the older woman, "THAT'S good to hear. I was afraid he might have gotten set down somewhere and forgotten in all the craziness. Thanks for taking care of him. I'll check in on him in a little while...and I hope he can work with Chibi-usa. Having her with the level of options he'd give her will make me feel a lot better with those clan people." She frowns in memory, "...which reminds me. I owe Luminous Titan a case of jewelry polish, and that Rubeus person a case of MURDER." And on that line, Setsuna covers her scowl by taking another sip of tea. |
| Emi Hoshino | As Usagi relates Reiko's tale to her, Emi is at least able to listen to that and be distrcated on account of it. "Huh," she says, taking it in. That's given her a lot to chew on, even if she missed the associated moral lessons. "And, yeah, well... electrocution sucks." Don't ask her how she knows. After a minute, she offers a ghost of a smile and adds, "Yeah, sure. Glad to help," she glances at Mamoru and then pointedly looks down where she turns her hands over to look at her palms and then back up at him before turning her eyes towards the ceiling instead. Anywhere but on the people. "Luminous what now?" she finally asks. |
| Usagi Tsukino | "Rashmi-chan can help Chibiusa-chan with that?" She's brightening up, already. "That's wonderful! Ah, and she didn't say anything at all, even though we had all that time before we met the Mermaid Queen -" Outrage! And yet! "Good thinking, Mamochan." He's already out of the dog house. Mostly. Turns out, positive surprises for their adorable little child will do it. Emi is given a sidelong glance, one that screams ''how do you know that'', but she doesn't ask with her mouth, anyway. "Um... Luminous Titan is like if Kenken was also my broach?" She taps the transformation broach for good measure. This is not a good explanation. |
| Mamoru Chiba | "Oh there are plenty of dark generals to go around. At least four. A prince, Saphir, Esmeraude, and Rubeus. The women we've been fighting are lieutenants," Mamoru says, sipping his tea again and slouching a little further into his seat. Then he looks mournfully at Emi. "I mean if you're ever bored and uninjured and want to get in fights with a variety of nightmarish assholes, we can use the help too." Then Mamoru *pauses*. "Oh. We're talking about Sailor Charon's Intelligent Device, Luminous Titan. He's a weapon of sorts, but he comes with henshin armor and flight and stuff. Usako's got the right of it-- half fairy and half henshin item. Honestly I suppose they're a little like some of the Pretty Cures I know, but with more math." A beat. "Wait do you know any Precures? Well, I mean, you do now, you know Cure La Licorne." Then the prince holds out a hand to Usagi, just looking for touch, and when it's achieved, oh she can tell how tired he is, and how socialed out, and how sorry he still is for this afternoon. And also he loves her a lot, and he shares in the relief over Chibiusa maybe getting a Device. Finally he looks at Emi again and crooked-smiles. "Your friend's doing all right, the school's taking him in." |
| Setsuna Meiou | Setsuna takes one final long pull from her mug of tea, draining it...then she sets the mug down and pushes herself to her feet. There's still some fatigue there, but she looks noticably better now than she did when she arrived. The nurse gives herself another quick brush down...which helps a bit with her labcoat...but her hair's a lost cause at this point. She gives a sigh, then shakes her head as if to clear it before looking over at Mamoru, "...in any event, I should probably head back now. Remember, potassium. Lentil dahl of some kind would be good enough." A wry look is turned towards Usagi, "...so make sure he eats. If you want to make it dessert, I'd suggest bananas foster." That said, she starts heading for the door, but as she passes Mamoru, she pauses and gently lays a hand on his arm, "...and I'm sorry about earlier, Mamoru-san...but...but thank you...knowing that...helps." Setsuna closes her eyes briefly and takes a deep breath, then walks on...only to stop again almost immediately to hug Usagi. Becuase Usagi is for hugs. |
| Emi Hoshino | So much 'stuff' that Emi simply hasn't a clue about, and some of the descriptions just aren't helping too much. Her broach? Who? What? If Emi ever wanted to be a journalist, she's got the Ws down pat right now. Her mismatche eyes settle on Setsuna a moment before giving her a polite bow for her assistance. And then the nurse hugs Usagi and she just politely looks away, giving them the moment. HEr attention drawn to Mamoru, however, she kind of nods. "Uh... yeah. I guess I do, though I don't really know much about what all that is, she seemed pretty excited to show me. It was cool, I guess," she says, in a very deliberately understated manner. And then there's Kaito's matter. "No shit? Cool." |
| Usagi Tsukino | When Mamoru touches Usagi's hand, he'll feel her affectionate dismay over his injuries and also his inability to call a nurse over them, her ever-present love for him, her frustrations over how the meeting with the Mermaid Queen went, her excitement for Chibiusa to be protected mixed with fear of her being in a fight - And mostly, he'll sense how glad she is to be back with him. And a hint of smug amusement, because she had caught the look Setsuna threw Mamoru's way when she emerged from his bedroom, and she's a little pleased by it. Setsuna has to depart, and there's a ''hug'', and Usagi gives great hugs - she gives one now, her arms wrapping around Setsuna's middle, her head pressed to Setsuna's general shoulder region - height difference! - and her hand comfortingly sliding down her back. "We'll get her back," she says quietly, deciding that it has to be said, and if she's a liar, she ''wont'' be a liar. "And thanks for the tip. I'll definitely make Mamochan feed me all the dahl we both want." They would feast. "I'll walk you to the door, okay? And then, Emi-chan, I can give you a better explanation, maybe? Or try too, anyway. I'll just walk Suna-san out and send ''him'' to bed before he becomes Endytan again, first." |