Night 57: Mission #2 [Rapunzel and Nakatsukasa Tsubaki]

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[From here]The first thing she noticed upon stepping through the door: the pile of hair in her arms was suddenly a lot heavier. "Whoa! Ee!" Rapunzel nearly fell over forward, dropping several lengths of hair before she regained her footing. Her eyes widened once she had it. It was all back - every single ounce of hair she had lost since coming to

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[thecamellia]

Tsubaki didn't like to be suspicious of others, but it was hard taking the soldier's encouragement at face value, not when they'd been dragged out of their room without warning and were now being sent out into the great unknown. She sucked in a breath, and looked sidelong at Rapunzel, who was gathering up her long tresses of hair in her arms.

This was going to take some doing. Avoiding rebels meant they were going to be situated against Marc's people...? As if things weren't bad enough.

Without further ado, she lifted her foot across the threshold of the doorway... and stepped down on the dirt of a desert landscape. She blinked owlishly in the low light, an attempt to get her bearings. There was something heavy in her hands and around her neck. She looked down at the clink of metal to find she was holding, well, herself. Or at least a replica of her chain scythe mode. It was like having an identical twin, made a bit eerie since this wasn't taking place inside her soul

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"Yeah, yeah I'm fine," said Rapunzel with a breath of relief. "I think I just got all the rest of my hair back at once. What you saw back there? Well... That was only about half of it." She nodded down at the bundle in her arms and the now larger pile at her feet, seventy feet long if one were to measure it.

She peered over the bundle at that, and her eyes widened slightly. "Oh, right! They gave you something too! Is that something from back where you came from?" she asked, shuffling around her hair to get a closer look at the strange-looking weapon.

[thecamellia]

In all the topsy-turviness of getting a military mission out of the blue, Tsubaki hadn't had time to give Rapunzel's hair proper consideration, even if it was quite long. But now, knowing that they were going to have to depend on each other's abilities and seeing that Rapunzel's hair could grow to an even greater length than what it had at the start of night, she traced the coils of golden hair with her eyes, measuring in her head.

"Is that what you normally look like? I mean, outside of Landel's?" If they'd each been given one single weapon to work with, was that supposed to be Rapunzel's? Being attached to her body, it wasn't so much an object like the kusarigama but a part of her. On the other hand, unlike Rapunzel, Tsubaki's appearance couldn't really be altered back to anything, could it? Her weapon forms would do no one good if there was no tech to wield her. Was the best option for her to wield herself? Apparently so.

She could feel that the little window of transformation inside of her was still open--bringing out her real

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Rapunzel bit her lip. What would be the best way for her to say "Not really" here? Somehow, Rapunzel doubted that bragging about knocking out a would-be thief with a frying pan and running away from a few guards would count as combat experience to someone like Tsubaki.

"I'm a fast learner?" was all she could come up with to save them from a potentially awkward silence. Somehow, it still didn't help very much.

She let out a breath, lugging her hair a little closer to the looming metal vehicle. "And yeah, this is what I look like normally, and there's a reason for that. A big one... You see, until, like..." Rapunzel raised her fingers to count off the days "...a little less than a week ago? I had never left home. I mean literally, physically never left. I lived in a tower. Day I was born up to now - I never, ever set foot outside it. And I was never allowed to cut my hair, either." But they could get into the reasons for that later, once they were moving