Tsujii ♠ 01

[tsujiisensei]

Who: tsujiisensei and somarium
Where: Espoir
Style: First or Third, either's fine.
Status: Open! Come bug a disoriented, dead mad scientist.

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[carrying_hope]

Sena had been right. That meeting had gone horribly, and he was still bothered by it. He'd taken to avoiding his apartment, leaving early, returning late--doing nothing really important but trying to ignore the sudden trapped and wary feeling he had.

He was doing nothing more than waiting for something bad to happen.

Well, and skating. He'd put his rollerblades to good and extensive use over the last few days, even though the wild overgrowth had made it difficult--but that, in a way, was better. Parkour on wheels. He'd gotten tripped up on the crazy vegetation more than once, his knees and elbows scraped and bloody to show for it. But that didn't curb his breakneck speed as he leapt down a flight of stairs, barely avoiding the giant bush at the end of it.

And catching sight of a head of greenish hair, blending in with the shadows but that bright white coat was hard to miss, a woman covered in blood and terrifyingly familiar and...

Well fuck, this was just what they needed, wasn't it? Sena flipped the hood of his shirt up, trying

[tsujiisensei]

Well.

This was... curious was perhaps the best word for it.

There had been nothing to do, after clambering painfully to her feet, than start walking. Merely standing in the middle of a dusty street, in an empty and almost overgrown village, wouldn't get her any answers as to where she was and why. With nothing else for it, Tsujii had started to walk, her gaze alert as she glanced about herself for anything resembling an inhabited building or a human form and there would, she was sure, be both, somewhere.

Walking, like standing, was no joy, but it was possible and that was all that mattered. Her pride was such that Tsujii simply wouldn't have allowed herself to be found sprawled in the dust - true, an ordinary young woman very likely would have stayed where she was in the hope of appealing to some passing stranger's kinder nature, but on a day like this no woman with any sense would do something as self-annihilatingly foolish. The terrible ache in her chest alone was enough proof that she still lived: she had no desire to add

[carrying_hope]

Well, the attempt at disguise was worth a shot, weak as it was. Really, he should just try and get away--but somehow he didn't think that would work very well, not on a woman who'd shoved her entire hand through another person's chest and therefore obviously had something of an unfair advantage strength and presumably speed-wise, and he certainly didn't want to be turning his back on this woman. That was a damn quick way to end up dead, and Sena'd already had quite enough of that. He had no idea whether or not she had a gun underneath that bloodied lab coat

[tsujiisensei]

All right then, so that was how the boy wanted to play this--

Tsujii hadn't, in all honesty, really been sure how she planned to handle this unexpected reunion. There had, of course, been no hope of trying to play it harmless any more, not around this child. Dull-witted though he had proved, even a boy like Izumi - maybe even especially a boy like this, a child who had depressingly little time for following the dictates of logic - would know better than to fall for that stale old act twice.

(Not, of course, that this would mean letting the mask fall altogether: there well might, after all, still be strangers in this place who would be far more inclined to favor a helpless, bookish waif than a self-possessed scientist. Provided, of course, Izumi could be induced into keeping his fool mouth shut about what exactly it was he'd seen--)

So that was how he wanted to play this?

Very well, Izumi. We'll play by your rules. Such a pity you've forgotten that I'm better at the game than you

[stillneedsakiss]

[Aya takes one look at the bloodied woman and slaps both hands over her mouth to muffle her cry of horror. She dashes over without a second thought.]

Are you okay?! [No, of course she wasn't, what kind of stupid question was that?] Can you walk? I'll take you to a doctor, there's one not far from here!

[tsujiisensei]

[This face, unlike Sena's, is unfamiliar to her. Time, then, to retrieve the mask.

[For a dead woman, Tsujii feels surprisingly healthy: the ache in her chest, though painful, is not cripplingly so and bloodied she may be but bleeding she is not. It wouldn't do, however, to let onto this to a stranger. Her eyes going wide, lips parting slightly, she gazes at the girl in apparent incomprehension for a moment, then asks breathlessly:]

Where is this?

[stillneedsakiss]

[Aya situates herself under Tsujii's arm in an effort to give her some support for walking. The blood is unsettling and kind of grosses her out to be in, but she can't think of that now. The lady needs help.] This way.

[She starts leading her towards Hatori's clinic.] Somarium is the name of this world. It's something like a giant dream... Only longer and more realistic than a normal dream, and you can't wake up on your own.