It was getting close for the school grounds to close, and a lot of the clubs are already wrapped up. The sky is a nice red/orange color just outside of the windows of the art room where there is one occupant. The art room has a couple of large mirrors that people can stand in front of, but also plenty of other smaller ones as the club was working self portraits today.
Amaya is finishing with sweeping up, and the members of the club have already left for the day. Her recent actions having left her in a little bit of pain, but to her, it is worth it because the actions were noble.
Amaya finally finishes sweeping up, then walks over to one of the taller mirrors that is just a little taller than what she is. She turns to the side and places her hands on her hips with a bit of a smile. "Now.." She lifts up the back of her blouse a little bit to look at some of the bruises where she was injured last night. "If only I could do more to help the others out.. Maybe we could co-exist with the enemy?" She drops her blouse back down, then walks over to look out the window, the mirror only a couple of steps away.
"Ahh... the colors of motivation.. Hehe..." She looks up to the orange and red sky as the sun goes down.
Always searching, always listening---- girls have become Precures for all sorts of reasons- at least in the diety of the Blue Sky Kingdom's eyes. Sometimes it's caring when no one else cares. Sometimes it's standing up when nobody else will. Wishing for Love even to those who don't deserve it. After last night, Blue belives he's found someone with these qualities- again. The mirror, is well, a mirror as Amaya observes herself in it- it's surface large, clean and silver.
Only when she walks to the window, does that mirror shine over with a blue finish- shining and sparkling to life soundlessly. Appearing it, is the form of a handsome blue haired man, wearing a frilly white shirt, and light blue pants. He's a little ostentatious.
All he does, is perhaps, smile for a moemnt as the girl speaks to herself- before he raises his hand, and knocks on the other side of the mirror. It sounds like someone tapping a window. Little blue sparkles emit from his taps.
"Hello!" says the odd stranger in the mirror. "Yes- those are lovely colors." he asides. "Though I'm rather partial to shades of blue myself." he says, flourishing a hand forward outwardly.
"My name is Blue. Hello!" he says friendily, his demeanor radities no malice or hatred.
"I wonder if you have a moment to talk. Yes?" he asks rather politely.
Well, odder things have happened to Amaya recently. Right?
Amaya turns her head to look towards one of the doors leading into the art room, figuring someone just knocked on the glass of the window, but of course, that isn't the case when the mirror she was just looking at herself in a moment ago now has a light blue shine to it, and a person in it that is talking to her to boot!
If amaya hasn't ran into what she ran into last night, or maybe even a week ago as well, she wouldn't believe what she is seeing. She moves to step in front of the mirror once again, but a shocked expression still occupies her face.
"Yes, they are lovely colors, and they do mean a bit to me." She smiles to the man on the other side of the mirror, "I'm Amaya, it's very nice to meet you, Blue."
"I have plenty of time to talk. What about?" She reaches out to poke at the mirror, but not at Blue's image directly.
Blue is entirely too used to girls shocked expressions to be phased by this as Amaya pokes the mirror, it causes a small ripple to phase throughout the mirror, but she cannot pass through it. "It is pleasure to meet you, Amaya!" he insists, with that same, happy expression- though he speaks in a manner that suggests he already know your name. It's really weird.
"I'm here, because you've shown exemplary courage- even when one would rather sink into despair. And even though you were hurt last night very much- you still wish to get along with these misguided people. These qualities are rather rare Amaya. Do you understand." he asks, tapping a finger to his chin, still wearing that smile.
Finally, he asks, rather politely. "Amaya. Last night you said you wish you could help those people you met that night.", crossing his arms, resting a finger against his chin. "Tell me more about this wish." he asks, with hopeful eyes.
Amaya places her right hand along the side of her ribs. "Just because someone is misguided, does not mean there isn't good in their heart." She closes her eyes, and smiles softly, "Even the good can be misguided some times. The people who were there to capture the witch only want to study it to find a more permanent way to deal with them. Even though that was my first time encountering a witch, everyone else wanted to destroy it."
"If I can, I wish to be the one to link the two sides to coexist to solve this one issue. Then if the people who have done bad only do bad things after then, then I will deliver justice if they bring harm to the innocent."
"Just like a police officer, I wish to protect and serve. I have friends here at school, though they may not be close friends, I wish to protect them from the evil they do not understand or see, and the evil I wish to understand and help bring a stop to it." She nods firmly, and appears to be full of wishes!
Blue is thoughtfully listening with wide eyes, he occasionally nods at the good points Amaya brings up, closing his eyes, but otherwise, doesn't say another word until she's finished. It's impolite otherwise. When she finishes, he clasps his hands in front of him. "Wonderful~ Just Wonderful......" he says.
"But--- sometimes. Words do not work. People will still hurt others. If words could get get through to the hearts of everyone- why it would be lovely." he smiles.
"See, Amaya. I have a problem of my own, that I need to seek help for. The land I oversee- The Blue Sky Kingdom, has been taken over, by a.. Phantom Empire- that are moving to overtake this world you call Earth. Aswell, there are various problems in this world, too. You've seen them for yourself." he says.
"I've been seeking those, worthy of becoming Pretty Cure, legendary warriors, who aren't afraid to help those who can't, who can help bring about understanding- and if it fails, to prevent any more people from being hurt." he smiles. "I belive you have these qualities, Amaya, of a fine Pretty Cure. And that's become a lot clearer meeting you in person."
He pauses a moment. "I wish to offer you, the chance, of becoming one." he asides.
He finally, however, grows a little straight faced- for the first time during this entire conversation. "I will not lie to you. It is wrong to lie- It is dangerous. You may be singled out, hunted, but those who are afraid of the ideals Pretty Cure represents. They will try to break, destroy you- or turn you to thier side. This is why it's a choice, Amaya. All I can promise you, is that you'll be able to help make a difference as a Pretty Cure." he says with a soft smile.
Amaya nods, "I may have already put myself on one or two radars just recently, but I would assume that I'm last on their list.." She rubs her chin as if in thought.
"Well, I can be physically broken, but I will never let myself broken, or destroyed mentally. I will accept your offer, and I will stand up for what is right. There are people that need some cheering on, and people's who's evil hearts need to be driven away so that their good side can show more."
Amaya seems determined, and even if it hurts, she stands up a little bit straighter. "Though... damaged ribs can definitely slow someone down.. hehe..." She laughs the pain off as well.
Blue smiles and places his hands together. "Lovely. That's the spirit...!" he says delighted.
He opens his hands and cups them forward, appearing, in his hands, single bluish gem. It glows with a strange warmth. He gently eases his hands /though/ the mirror, gently offering the gem to Amaya.
"This is a Love Seed." he says. "When you feel you are ready.... truly ready- to become a Pretty Cure, the seed will take a different form, that of a PreChan Mirror, and PreCards." he smiles. "The rest will be up to you now. The seed will blossom when you're ready. When that happens, we'll meet again. There are other Cures. You should meet them then." he says with a smile and a nod.
"It has a been pleasure speaking to you Amaya. I can't wait to see what you'll accomplish." he says with a wider, friendlier smile.
Amaya nods, and looks at the love seed. She then reaches down to take it between her thumb and index finger, inspecting it a little bit.
Amaya nods, listening to Blue, "I understand." She smiles widely to Blue, and wraps her hand around the seed.
She seems to be pretty excited about this chance she has to become one of these Pretty Cures, "I won't fail to impress, but I should wait for my ribs to heal, right?" She smiles softly to the man on the other side of the mirror.
Blue chuckles, just a little. "That is why the seed won't bloom until you're ready, Amaya. Yes. Rest. Please get better first. There's no rush." he says reassuringly.
"For now, there's other Cures I need to meet with , and more potential girls such as yourself. But we will meet again. If you have more questions for me then, I'll answer them then." he says as he nods. "Farewell, until we meet again!" he says a dramatical flourish, as the mirror gently sparkles back into normality, leaving Amaya staring at a reflection of herself.
Amaya nods firmly to Blue, "I will be careful and stay out of trouble then until I heal up." She smiles widely, finding herself staring at herself now.
She opens her hand to look down to the Love Seed in her hand, then turns to walk towards the exit of the room. Once she reaches the door, she closes her hand, and opens the door, stepping out of the room.