Well, today just got worse...

[mikage-san.livejournal.com]

[Mikage appears to be in a tremendous hurry - she is, in fact, running as though her life depended on it. She is in such a hurry that it takes her a while to realize that she's not where she was a moment ago. However, it seems that whatever she was running from, it was bad enough that she considers her instantaneous relocation to be a stroke of good fortune. She slows to a walk and finally stops to lean against a wall and catch her breath while she considers what to do next...]

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[spazzjournalist.livejournal.com]

[There's a Carly hobbling down the street on crutches, one foot bandaged. She looks over to the woman panting against the wall and hails her.]

Something wrong?

[mikage-san.livejournal.com]

[Well, not her favorite person in the world, but at least she's pretty sure Carly isn't out to kill her, so that's an improvement.]

Just... having some slight difficulties.

[spazzjournalist.livejournal.com]

[And Carly doesn't really know Mikage at all, so she doesn't really have any animosity towards her. Instead she looks somewhat worried.]

Really? [Hobbling over.]

[mikage-san.livejournal.com]

[She wonders whether it would be rude to ask what happened to Carly that put her on crutches.]

Well, yes... I think someone was trying to kill me. Though I seem to have left them behind...

[spazzjournalist.livejournal.com]

Wait, what? There's an assassin around here? And he's after you...?!

[Frightened Carly is frightened.]

~<3

[notbullybutacop.livejournal.com]

[And close by is Ushio, who is still a bit wobbly due his hang over. However all headache is forgotten (or at least ignored) the moment he spots Mikage. Hope Mikage is used to see him run up to her, very very eager to please.]

Mikage-saaaaaan~!

Re: ~<3

[mikage-san.livejournal.com]

[More used to it than he probably thinks, thanks to their timeline differences. She greets him with a relieved smile, glad to see someone she can trust.]

Ushio-san! I'm so glad to see you.

[notbullybutacop.livejournal.com]

[And it's this smile that he lives for. He straightens, puffing his chest - she is glad to see him after all - and salutes. Though despite all tries to look professional, he is unable to suppress a slightly foolish looking smile.]

Likewise, Mikage-san.

[mikage-san.livejournal.com]

You would not believe the day I've had. I'm not even sure I believe it...

[notbullybutacop.livejournal.com]

[He looks slightly affronted at the notion that he wouldn't believe her. After all this is Mikage-san and how could he not believe her. However that second sentence makes him frown a bit. After all things are kinda crazy where he is from and who knows what has happened in her world.]

Did something happen?

[imthegodamnking.livejournal.com]

[Walking down that road somewhere is Jack, and while he isn't too fond of her, its good to see somebody whom he hasn't contacted in months]

Mikage?

[mikage-san.livejournal.com]

[Momentarily flustered; while she's pretty much come to terms with the fact that he's not interested in her, old habits do die hard. That and the fact that she's been sort of vaguely seeing Ushio once in a while makes her feel like she's been caught cheating.]

A-Atlas-sama! You're here too?

[imthegodamnking.livejournal.com]

[And he could care less as he crosses his arms in displeasure]

Of course I'm here, I've been around for months now.

[mikage-san.livejournal.com]

[And they're off to a bad start right off the bat! Her day, it is not going well. She blushes hard, but does her best to rally herself.]

Forgive me - it's been a trying day. I only just arrived, myself.

[imthegodamnking.livejournal.com]

Hmph...

Has anyone told you about this place yet?

[brokenwhitewing.livejournal.com]

[Have a white-haired Rex dressed in a white jacket and boots with silver trim. There's a cape over his left shoulder and an ivory cane in his right hand. He takes no notice of you as he passes by you, favoring his left leg and limping heavily.]

[mikage-san.livejournal.com]

[Mikage does a double-take and staaaaares as he passes by. She is roused by a sense of annoyance - she did not work this hard at her new job just to have him turn up again.]

Aren't you...?

[brokenwhitewing.livejournal.com]

[Rex turns around and regards her silently and with mild contempt before turning toward his intended destination.]

[mikage-san.livejournal.com]

[Definitely annoyed now.]

You could at least have the decency to say something.

[brokenwhitewing.livejournal.com]

[He stops and turns.] You could at least have the decency to introduce yourself.

[101111101011.livejournal.com]

// A rustling of leaves. The trees behind her, perhaps. Someone is watching. Someone with knowledge of The Truth. A single card glides from beneath a bush. From its surface, a faint black mist rises. And on the cover, where card art might once have been: a single message. //


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[mikage-san.livejournal.com]

[She eyes it askance and backs away slowly. She's had quite enough weirdness for one day.]

[101111101011.livejournal.com]

// Not so fast, Director. No, no. A Message for you awaits! Thicker, the mist shall Amass itself. Around her Ankles, around her heels. A whisper in the wind: //

[mikage-san.livejournal.com]

[It's alive? Well, at least it's not looking quite as threatening as it was before. She watches warily.]

[101111101011.livejournal.com]

// There, there, Director. Up, up her Slender legs the mist Shall creep. Cards, half-real/half-illusion, shall Swirl about her, touching lightly her Suit, tousling her hair so soft. The card in the dirt, once ignored, shall now rise again before her at the forefront of the miSt. Dare she read? //


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