Characters: Minako Aino, open Time: Morning Location: Some alleyway not too far from Millennium Park Content: The senshi of love just arrived Format: Prose Warnings: She can be a bitch?
Minako didn't usually skulk around alleyways, but she also didn't usually dehenshin in public eye. It was, quite honestly, the only reason she'd ducked into the alley.
She was on her way out when she heard the girl's voice, then saw her. She couldn't have been much younger than herself... Walking into the sunlight, so as not to startle the girl, she tucked her phone away and smiled slightly. "Hello. Sorry... I didn't mean to startle you..."
Minako followed the girl's gaze to her sword... Oh right... That probably wasn't the best way to be meeting people. "Sorry!" she said quickly, leaning the sword against the wall next to her.
"Ah... Hai... Yes... I'm Minako...." she added, smiling a little more as she reached out her hand. "I just arrived about.... oh.. Thirty minutes ago."
There was only so much skulking around nighttime Chicago one vampire could do, especially with the Black Court apparently in full force and no real backup of which to speak. So Thomas did the smart thing. He went out during daylight to have a look around with an eye to the supernatural instead of sitting in the hotel bar playing indolent playboy.
He had been circling Millennium Park when he heard the voice, and he slowed, suddenly wary. "Depends on what sort of help you're looking for," he drawled, keeping his voice calm.
Minako had been on her way out of the alley when the man approached.... She pursed her lips a little, her grip around the Legendary Sword not relaxing in the slightest. "I... just arrived here, I guess?" she replied slowly.
She tucked the phone into her jacket's pocket and pushed her hair out of her face. "Answers... of any sort... would be helpful enough..."
Dark grey eyes flickered over the sword in the young woman's grip before traveling down the length of her and back up to her face. He didn't need his demon's help to know that she was real. The locals would never ask for help. "Well, welcome to Chicago," Thomas said, the fluid warmth of his voice unable to mask the edge of dry sarcasm. He jerked a thumb towards Millennium Park, where the lima bean still gleamed in all its mirrored metallic glory. "Travel via outdoor sculpture?"
Minako studied him carefully, making sure not to flush under his appraising gaze. She was aware she still held the sword.... And she was perhaps a very unlikely sight, being a small Japanese girl.... She caught his gaze, tilting her head slightly as he spoke.
"I'm guessing most of the people here did?" she countered.
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She was on her way out when she heard the girl's voice, then saw her. She couldn't have been much younger than herself... Walking into the sunlight, so as not to startle the girl, she tucked her phone away and smiled slightly. "Hello. Sorry... I didn't mean to startle you..."
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"Ah... Hai... Yes... I'm Minako...." she added, smiling a little more as she reached out her hand. "I just arrived about.... oh.. Thirty minutes ago."
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He had been circling Millennium Park when he heard the voice, and he slowed, suddenly wary. "Depends on what sort of help you're looking for," he drawled, keeping his voice calm.
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She tucked the phone into her jacket's pocket and pushed her hair out of her face. "Answers... of any sort... would be helpful enough..."
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"I'm guessing most of the people here did?" she countered.
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