464/Mikoto and Shiori

Mikoto and Shiori
Date of Scene:	18 October 2015
Location:	Pikarigaoka - Clover Tower
Synopsis:	Mikoto and Shiori meet at night.
Cast of Characters:	Shiori Sato, Mikoto Nakajima

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Shiori Sato has posed:
    A place far away from other people that he could practice. That's what Shiori was looking for. And it's not exactly as though he could justify having his parents drive him out to the country to practice somewhere. Besides that, he'd have to tell them about his 'new life' to do that, and he wasn't about to go that far. His mother would probably freak right the hell out.

    So instead, Shiori has headed to the top of clover Tower, at night, when it's closed. thankfully no one's up there, and they don't have guards there at the very tippy-top. Because who'd climb the tower when it's closed and risk falling and dying? Nobody with a brain, right? That may possibly be telling, where Shiori is concerned.

    Shiori's also brought a friend. Sort of. Starlight Wish, the Lost Logia that used up most of its power getting rid of that giant fireball that would have cooked the planet (according to it, anyway). It speaks. It responds to commands, even if it doesn't do anything except the one thing.

    Now, he's not up here as himself, no. He'd never have made it up here in normal guise. He is here as the light blue-haired, dark-blue clad Akahana. Maybe if he trains as Akahana, some of the muscle memory will trickle down to his normal self. Because he is REALLY BAD at ninja-ing as Shiori! But this results in the voice being heard up there not being his, but coming from the metallic sphere he's holding. "Ah, this is such a pretty view! It'd be so wonderful to just fly over all this, wouldn't it? Can you fly? I don't think so, right? That's a shame..."

Mikoto Nakajima has posed:
    Tessen, on the other hand, -can- fly. Finds it quite easy, in fact, and she's out for another evening's practice run, slaloming along the skyscrapers. It's hard to see her when she's running in 'stealth mode', with the glow of active magic muted, and her outfit dark blue and black, her hair streaming behind her as she flies along.

    Ahead of her lies her target for the night, the Clover Tower, the end of her practice run. She's got a virtual shooting-gallery running between Carnwennan and her head, twisting her body from side to side to fire simulated practice shots against virtual targets that pop up between the buildings. It's a fun little game, and it's good for honing her skill. Which she needs if she's going to live up to what she's claimed to be.

    And so she swoops up the side of the building, her cape fluttering in the wind of her passage, eyes fied on the sky until the moment she zips up past the roof... and, hey! Someone's there!

Shiori Sato has posed:
    It's Akahana's honed senses, memories from long ago, that tip Shiori off that there's someone here. It warns him just a split-second before the caped figure zips up the building past him. He steps back from the edge of the roof, the wind still whistling past him, and frowns behind his mask. Akahana would have just attacked, if she had been in frontol. Shiori?

    "Hey!" He's loud for a ninja. "Careful, there are people up here!" he calls out. His tone is not rude, merely cautionary.

Mikoto Nakajima has posed:
    "Whoops! Sorry!" the flying girl calls down to the fellow on the rooftop. She flips head over heels as she brings herself to a stop a dozen or so feet above the roof, then sinks back down to 'floor' level, landing gently on her feet.

    "Sorry about that," she apologizes again. "Didn't expect anyone else to be out this late, and I was kind of..." She reaches a hand up, scratching the back of her head, laughing nervously. "Kind of absorbed in something, you know?" Distracted, for certain. Most girls talking like that would've been thinking about /boys/.

Shiori Sato has posed:
    Shiori stays back until the girl lands. He recognizes her, actually... she was there at the mini-sun incident! He blinks. "Oh, er... it's all right," he offers. "I can understand. It's definitely a weird place to find people." Yeah, Shiori's definitely the one in control here at the moment. The ninja at the harbor had been very terse and kept to as few words as possible.

    At least he doesn't ask what she was so absorbed in. He knows better than that one. Particularly while a person is dressed in their secret ID clothes! He is not, however, the one to break the ice. "Hey!" This from the sphere in his hand. "I know you! You were there at the harbor, right?"

Mikoto Nakajima has posed:
    "The Sunrise mess? Yes, and so were you, I remember now. Everyone looks different in the dark, hmm?" She smiles a warm smile and holds out a hand. "Tessen," she introduces herself. Why she'd name herself after an archaic war-fan when she uses a sword is hard to tell, though. "Beautiful night for flying, isn't it?"

    Well, it certainly is if you -can- fly. She certainly doesn't seem to have any problems with that.

Shiori Sato has posed:
    "Akahana," Shiori introduces. His voice is deeper than the one that spoke a moment ago, reminding Tessen of the incident. Though that does bring a question to mind. First, however, he addresses her question. "Or leaping and climbing," he adds, with a chuckle. Since that's how he got up there.

    Then he gets to his question. "Hey, uh. Do you happen to know anything about what happened back there?" he asks. "At the harbor, I mean. Magical items, and spells, and vendettas against people I've never heard of... What was going on, do you know?"

Mikoto Nakajima has posed:
    "Leaping and climbing works. Not as much fun as flying, but it works. My cousin does parkour, all that running and jumping stuff. Loves it." Yeah, she's got family. Some of whom might even play at being ninja now and again. I mean, who doesn't?

    And then there's the Sunrise Incident, as someone who cared about writing reports might call it. "Well, magical items and spells is pretty self-explanatory, isn't it?" To her it is. "Looks like someone opened up a can of Evil, and was surprised to find that it didn't like them very much."

Shiori Sato has posed:
    A cousin that does parkour? Interesting. He'll have to ask her how he got into it, since he figures she's not going to tell him the person's name. That'd be too close to her civilian identity. So instead he turns his attention to the more important of the two topics, the 'Sunrise Incident'.

    "Well... for someone who's used to it, sure," he acknowledge. "But that stuff is kind of new to me." Ah-ha, a neophyte magical boy. He looks at the metallic sphere he's holding. "What is this, anyway?" he asks. "I mean, it told me what it was, but... what is a 'Lost Logia'? I've heard that before, and I'm not really sure what it means. And there wasn't really time to explain during the incident."

Mikoto Nakajima has posed:
    Ahhhh. A newbie in need of a history lesson. "Oooohhhh, okay. It's kind of a long story, I'll try to shorten it." She takes a moment or two to think, settling herself on top of something convenient. Maybe there's a picnic bench on the roof, or a right-sized air conditioning unit or the like.
    "A long, long, long, long, long time ago, there was a massive interdimensional spacetime magic empire called Al-Hazard. They made all sorts of nifty things, many of which were ... poorly documented. Then they pushed too far too fast, and suffered a Total Gratuitous Reality Failure." Just a hint of Geek showing through, there.
    "So, they aren't around anymore, and that was, like I said, a long time ago. But stuff turns up from time to time, things that are poorly understood and generally mysterious and powerful, and folks call them Lost Logia. Some of them are safe and simple... and some of them are insanely dangerous." Like the Jewel Seeds, not that either person here knows much about -that- particular problem.
    "Imagine that you've found a ten-thousand-year-old garbage disposal that works by atomic fusion disintegration of matter. And since it has a digital clock display you're using it as a pocket-watch because you don't know about the other part."

Shiori Sato has posed:
    Shiori quiets when she starts to explain what's going on-- the short form, apparently. He seems to understand, if his next words are any indication. "So... technomagical empire went kablooey, and these are pieces of it?" He indicates Starlight Wish. "Well, I don't think it is now, because it says all its data's been erased."

    "That's right~!" the sphere answers.

    "I doubt it'd lie to me," Shiori adds. And then a wince at the mention of an atomic fusion disposal unit as a pocketwatch. That would be dangerous," he agrees. "All it'd take would be one slip and press the wrong button, and then no more arm. Possibly no more body. Or no more 'large area around person'."

Mikoto Nakajima has posed:
    "Worst-case on last known record: Vanderdecken Incident," Carnwennan chips in, adding a date in a mostly-incomprehensible Old Belkan format. "Seven inhabited planets cleansed of all life down to viruses. Three more worlds at edge of effect radius suffered severe tempero-biological mutation."

    "Course, her records haven't been updated in something like seven thousand years. We've missed a lot," Tessen adds, crossing her ankles and leaning back on her hands. "So there might well have been worse, since."

Shiori Sato has posed:
    Shiori doesn't understand the date, but he understands the words. And that's the important part. His eyes go a little wide. Completely cleansed of life? Severe mutations? And he's a little bit of a sci-fi/fantasy nerd, so he understands 'temporal' to refer to time and the passage thereof. "How... do you mutate on the termporal level?" he hedges. Though a good question is, does he really want to know?

    He winces at the thought that worse could have happened. "Well... I'm pretty sure all this one's power's been used up, so it won't be doing anything like that. Not without a major upgrade, and I have no idea how to do that, so nothing to worry about there."

Mikoto Nakajima has posed:
    Tessen nods. "Yes, we scanned all of them before people split up, that day. I'm .... fairly sure they're safe. I mean, as safe as anything magical -can- be. And since they're communicative as they are, we don't have to worry -too- much about them being, oh, construction equipment, with the user manual missing, that we're misusing to cook our dinner with." It almost sounds like she's seen this sort of thing before, from the examples.

    "How are you getting along with it?" she asks, calmly curious. "And don't worry about the upgrade, I don't think the tools required have ever existed anymore."

Shiori Sato has posed:
    Shiori nods. "That counts for something, yeah," he agrees. "That they can talk, that is. It helps if they can tell us about their capabilities when we ask." Despite himself, he chuckles at the mention of using construction equipment to cook dinner with. "That sounds hazardous," he observes, rhetorically.

    The question of how he's getting along with Starlight Wish gets a tilt of his head. "It... took me a bit to realize it wasn't 'just' an 'it'. And I think it got a little offended at that, so that was one we had to get past. But aside from my parents thinking I snuck a girl in once, no major issues so far."

    He also nods to the mention of tools. "I get that feeling. I'm actually relieved that's almost impossible. Who knows what kind of stuff it could do if someone managed to power it back up?"

Mikoto Nakajima has posed:
    "Ludicrously dangerous, yes. Which is why you want to be very careful about any others you may encounter." She smiles another little smile. "Which is just the way -some- people like it, apparently, but, hell, I'm just a Knight, not a King."

    "And yeah, a good working relationship with any Device is a useful thing. Treat them right, and they'll support you through -anything-." The mention of Shiori's parents brings her smile to a mischevious grin. "Heh, yeah, sometimes my own parents wonder about me..." Then again, she -does- pay a certain amount of attention to certain others of her own gender. But, heck, girls do that.

    "I get the feeling it's better we don't try, or think about it too much, and be glad they're as functional as they are," she adds. "I wouldn't want to find out by, say, accidentally dropping half the city into a pocket dimension while trying to make a Bag of Holding."

Shiori Sato has posed:
    "What, some like ti dangerous?" Shiori replies. "No uh, despite my... line of work, I guess you'd call it, I like to try to keep things as safe aspossible. Better safe than splattered, right?"

    Says a guy on top of a tower that he admittedly jumped and climbed up without a harness or rope. His idea of 'safe' may be a liiiiiiittle skewed. Then again, he's obviously not normal.

    Tessen's words to treat the Device right gets a tilted head. "That reminds me... what's proper maintenance on these things? Do you wash them? oil them? Pet them and say nice things?"

    "Definitely the last one!" Starlight Wish pipes up, and Shiori snickers.

    He winces visibly at the mention of dropping the city into a pocket dimension. "Yeah that would... not be a good thing," he agrees. "It can hold enough stuff for a single person as-is, and I couldn't visibly use it in public anyway." He could see trying to explain THAT to his classmates, how his books just suddenly were spat out of a hole in the sky!

Mikoto Nakajima has posed:
    Tessen chuckles, light and warm, nodding in agreement. "Yes, better safe than splattered, indeed. It's why I fly these little training flights. Better to be able to handle the terrain instinctively, so you can fight on the run." That ... actually makes sense.

    "They -should- have a maintenance manual included... but that often pre-supposes you'll have the right tools. Which can be hard to find around here. Generally, though, unless they get damaged in a fight, the answer is 'not much', and even then they do have self-repair routines."

Shiori Sato has posed:
    Shiori nods to the answer. It seems to make sense to him too. And the mention of repairing Devices gets a slow nod. "This also supposes that what you have and this are the same thing, right? Are they?" He knows a few people with these weird talking fighting doohickeys; maybe he can ask them too.

Mikoto Nakajima has posed:
    "Sort of." Which isn't terribly helpful, really. "The way a Toyota and a Ford are both cars, sort of." Similar function and principles. Different design. "I've been putting a set of tools together for it, they do seem to work on Labyrinth Architect as well as they do Carnwennan."

Shiori Sato has posed:
    "Labyrinth Architect... that was one of the others?" Shiori inquires. "That makes sense, that analogy. You can use some of the same tools, but not all of them, unless it's a very basic set of tools. And then you have to do a lot more if they're not specialized."

    Though the mention of tools gets a nod. "That sounds like a good idea, too. To try to make some tools to repair them. What do they look like? The tools, I mean?"

Mikoto Nakajima has posed:
    "Kind of complicated," is unfortunately the answer. "They're... seriously high-tech, not just magic. Only reason I'm managing it at all is that I'm kludging a few things together that shouldn't be, and working from Carnwennan's emergency guides." Belkan contingency planning fortunately -did- tend to include situations like 'stranded on primitive planet, need to build tricorder from stone knives and bearskins'.

Shiori Sato has posed:
    "Do you think, if you showed me how to use them, that I could figure them out?" Shiori inquires. "I don't really like the idea of not being able to repair Starlight Wish should something go wrong. I don't exactly take it into combat, but accidents happen, right?"

    Pause, and Shiori thinks. "Hey. You think we could meet up here next week sometime and you could show me what these tools look like, and how they work? It'll give me an idea of what I'm dealing with anyway."

Mikoto Nakajima has posed:
    "Sounds like a plan to me. I'd be glad to help out a friend." And hopefully make one, too.