Of Girls and Blondes. [completed]

Oct 29, 2006 14:54

Character(s): Emma Frost, Naminé Aune
Content: Emma is going through town, and discovers a girl trying to be a boy. Who happens to be on the Hajimaru. Intriguing.
Setting: In town near the merchants, heading back to the Hajimaru.
Time: Early Tuesday
Warnings: Emma lacks sufficient clothing, she is her own warning |D

This was going to be a rather fun voyage, Emma was pretty damn sure. She had been on the ship at least once in the past three days, spending the rest of it in the little island town and investigating things, doing first mate type jobs such as ... well, whatever first mates did. She hadn't seen the other one--she was pretty sure there was another one--but she was going to be quite amused when she did meet him. And Emma was pretty damn sure it was going to be a man. Having aleady met Kai--and getting scowled at while she appeared to be a rather busty woman--she had figured he hated women nearby him. "He needs to get laid," she decided to herself while looking over something to munch on while she was in the town. Getting a couple of apples, she grinned to herself as she walked along. Honestly now, it was too easy to deceive Kai into thinking she was a man, especially since she was having quite a few odd stares while walking back to the Hajimaru.

For being a scantly clad, tall, woman.

Telepathy did wonders, although she did decide she wouldn't hide her gender from the crew. She'd just leave them confused, and if they ever said anything to Kai... well, they could think they were ballerinas for a month for all she cared. Or a pelican, she could have them dive right off the ship and wouldn't concern herself with them until they were half a mile away. Although her amusement was cut short when she ended up running into somewhat, nearly tripping up before catching herself. That was new, she often didn't get clumsy, or run into people. When she was about to say something about it, she was cut off by a timid and fast "sorry" from in front of her. Looking down, she tilted her head before giving a distinct smirk.

"Sweetie, you're not really fooling anyone."

Naminé had been buying something to store the dagger Cloud had given her the other day in, as well as something to clean it with, before she had been run into by the taller and older blonde, nearly toppling over and dropping the dagger. She'd apologized, and made haste in getting the blad up again when the woman had said this. Turning quickly to look up at her, she frowned. "It got me on the Hajimaru, at least!" she tried to defend herself in her wardrobe, pouting a little. Emma shook her head and leaned down to her, raising a brow. "So you're on the Hajimaru, too?" she inquired, tilting her head and smiling with amusement.

"Ah... yes, miss... how're you on it..?" Naminé questioned, frowning deeply and clutching the dagger to her chest now as the man she was buying the small scabbard and cloth from just watched. The older woman tapped a finger to her temple, offering her the other apple she had gotten. "You'll see, but it has something to do with this~" she said in a fakely sweet tone, patting her on the hat. Glancing towards the merchant, she tilted her head before he held out the objects immediately with a blank stare. "Here you are, young lad, free of charge," he said in a nearly robotic tone, forced out in a way. Naminé blinked, looking between woman and man, before taking the objects. Emma ushered her away, letting her get the dagger situated in the scabbard and tucked into the top of her pants.

They were quiet for a moment, Emma finishing her apple and Naminé starting on her own, before the girl spoke. "You can control minds, can't you?" she said suddenly, looking up at her with her pale blue eyes. Even paler eyes glanced down, and the mutant gave her a grin. "You're perceptive, sweetie."

With that said, Emma led the way back to the ship, with Naminé thinking to herself on how this might be beneficial to have another woman on the ship, especially one that could cover for her if Kai found out about her actual gender. And being the woman she was, Emma grinned to herself and tossed the apple core into a trash barrel, reading the girl's thoughts. She liked this one already.

namine aune, complete, tuesday1, emma frost, week1

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