A New Day [Active]
Characters: Setsuna and Makoto
Content: The two senshi try to figure out what to do next.
Setting: Actua Are (Niflheim/Central one)
Time: Morning
Warnings: Nada!
Setsuna sat quietly by the window in the hotel, a cup of coffee in hand, watching the street below start to show signs of life as the people began to wake up and go about their daily lives, seemingly unaware of the strangeness going on around them. She awoken quite early that morning, and had silently slipped out of the room, leaving the younger senshi to sleep.
She'd finally detransformed, having gone on a small mission to procure some normal clothing, something she'd lacked since she had not detransformed in a very long time. So having found something more suitable than what her untransformed form offered, she'd returned after managing to get a cup of coffee from the hotel's small resturant.
She wasn't exactly sure what their next move should be exactly, but hopefully the new day would open up suggestions. Her only thoughts, so far, were to try to find out more about these mysterious black-coated people.
Who were they? And how much power did they have?
One could, apparently, manipulate time which was disturbing to her. Stopping time was taboo. Who was this man? And who was that other man, for that matter, who also had seemed to have some knowledge of time? There was much that needed to be learned.
Content: The two senshi try to figure out what to do next.
Setting: Actua Are (Niflheim/Central one)
Time: Morning
Warnings: Nada!
Setsuna sat quietly by the window in the hotel, a cup of coffee in hand, watching the street below start to show signs of life as the people began to wake up and go about their daily lives, seemingly unaware of the strangeness going on around them. She awoken quite early that morning, and had silently slipped out of the room, leaving the younger senshi to sleep.
She'd finally detransformed, having gone on a small mission to procure some normal clothing, something she'd lacked since she had not detransformed in a very long time. So having found something more suitable than what her untransformed form offered, she'd returned after managing to get a cup of coffee from the hotel's small resturant.
She wasn't exactly sure what their next move should be exactly, but hopefully the new day would open up suggestions. Her only thoughts, so far, were to try to find out more about these mysterious black-coated people.
Who were they? And how much power did they have?
One could, apparently, manipulate time which was disturbing to her. Stopping time was taboo. Who was this man? And who was that other man, for that matter, who also had seemed to have some knowledge of time? There was much that needed to be learned.