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Grell and Kouya
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falterderleere) & Kouya (zero_eternal)
Date: Early December 22nd, running into the 23rd?
Summary: A most unlikely pair, snowed into a building together. Conflicts will most certainly arise. :/
Warnings: None at the moment? Though it's pretty obvious, these two aren't going to get along. This section will be edited as needed, later.
The moment she woke, Kouya knew that this was not where she had fallen asleep.
Once the snow had started to fall the night before, she had immediately found one of the necessities in the area and camped out there. It would not do for her to freeze to death. As a Zero unit, she understood that she was particularly susceptible to the cold, being unable to feel pain or actually, most other functions of touch either. Without pain receptors, there would be no way her body could tell her if her body temperature was too low.
And yet, Kouya had had to suppress several irrational urges to run out into the snowstorm and continue searching for her. Yamato. The cellphone hadn't worked. And Yamato herself hadn't utilized their shared bond to call to her either. The bottle of medicine that she had received from Ramona had helped control her nausea some, but Kouya's panic-attacks were still plenty and getting increasingly intense.
But no, she couldn't think about it now. She had to believe that Yamato was here somewhere. Because they were inseparable. She would find her. She definitely would.
For the moment though, Kouya took a deep breath and opened her eyes to a floor that was definitely not one that would usually be found in a cave. She had a habit of curling up sideways in her sleep, so naturally, the first thing that she would see upon waking up would be the floor. Her vision was blurry though, so she couldn't make out much more than just a few feet of floor in front of her. Her glasses were folded neatly in her line of vision and she reached forward to pick them up, when something suddenly came to her attention. The sleeping bag she was in. It was warm. But not from her body heat alone.
There was someone else here.
falterderleere) & Kouya (zero_eternal)Date: Early December 22nd, running into the 23rd?
Summary: A most unlikely pair, snowed into a building together. Conflicts will most certainly arise. :/
Warnings: None at the moment? Though it's pretty obvious, these two aren't going to get along. This section will be edited as needed, later.
The moment she woke, Kouya knew that this was not where she had fallen asleep.
Once the snow had started to fall the night before, she had immediately found one of the necessities in the area and camped out there. It would not do for her to freeze to death. As a Zero unit, she understood that she was particularly susceptible to the cold, being unable to feel pain or actually, most other functions of touch either. Without pain receptors, there would be no way her body could tell her if her body temperature was too low.
And yet, Kouya had had to suppress several irrational urges to run out into the snowstorm and continue searching for her. Yamato. The cellphone hadn't worked. And Yamato herself hadn't utilized their shared bond to call to her either. The bottle of medicine that she had received from Ramona had helped control her nausea some, but Kouya's panic-attacks were still plenty and getting increasingly intense.
But no, she couldn't think about it now. She had to believe that Yamato was here somewhere. Because they were inseparable. She would find her. She definitely would.
For the moment though, Kouya took a deep breath and opened her eyes to a floor that was definitely not one that would usually be found in a cave. She had a habit of curling up sideways in her sleep, so naturally, the first thing that she would see upon waking up would be the floor. Her vision was blurry though, so she couldn't make out much more than just a few feet of floor in front of her. Her glasses were folded neatly in her line of vision and she reached forward to pick them up, when something suddenly came to her attention. The sleeping bag she was in. It was warm. But not from her body heat alone.
There was someone else here.
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She had passed out, glasses still on her face, expecting to see the same room when she rose. But this was not right...this felt odd, too warm and too cold at the same time. And a presence, none she knew.
Someone here? Invading my privacy? I wouldn't have minded had they asked but for them to be surprising me when everything's wrong and a stranger this close-!
Unnaturally fast, she sprung out of the sleeping bag, getting as far away from this stranger as possible. Her back touched cold stone-odd, she noted for later, and she put a hand on the wall to brace herself. The other adjusted her glasses, to better see this person.
"...Who are you?"
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This intruder, bespectacled as well, was another strange one. Kouya was wary, as she always was of strangers, as she answered,
"... Someone quite willing to cause no harm so long as no harm is caused to my person. And who are you? What are you doing here?"
Bright red hair, foreign, and strange-looking eyes underneath glasses that were too ostentatious for Kouya's tastes. Actually, it seemed that everything about this person was ostentatious, at least on the outside.
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"Another willing to remain civil as long as there is no reason to be otherwise."
Forgive her, but giving a name to the woman she just woke up in a form of bed with...it spoke ill to her tastes. Straightening, she ran a hand through her hair to order it somewhat.
"I have no clue why I am here, but if this is your dwelling, I clearly remember not falling asleep here."
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"I see. Then we are of an accordance then."
A few moments of hesitance, before Kouya finally directed her attention away from the woman across from her and to the place they had woken in. This... was definitely not the place she had fallen asleep in. Most certainly not. Kouya was beginning to get irritated at being unknowingly transported everywhere while she was asleep did not sit well with her.
"Then we are in the same situation. I did not fall asleep here either."
They seemed to be in a small room. There were two doors, one that led to what looked like a small bathroom and the other most likely one that led outside. It sounded like a blizzard out there.
Kouya considered her options. Well, she certainly couldn't head out in a blizzard with her weakness, but what could she do? There seemed to be no communication devices whatsoever, minus the dead cellphone she now saw on top of the neatly-folded white dress she had been wearing when she first arrived in the gardens. Ah, her ears and tail were still on her person as well. It seemed all her possessions had come with her.
And the only other option? Stay here. With this stranger. ... Rationally speaking, it was the better option. Kouya had no intention on freezing to death before she found Yamato. She hesistated a bit, before grudgingly speaking,
"My name is Kouya Sakagami. My apologies for not answering you first. I was... alarmed."
She might as well get to know her roommate for the time being. But she'll stay right over here, thank you.
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Hiding her discomfort as best as she could, she finished going through her hair, straightening her clothes and trying not to shiver-that bag had been warm. She couldn't just waltz out into a storm without anything; anything in particular being the scythe. If she could get a moment to herself perhaps she could try again to pull it here.
"Grell Sutcliffe. Nice to meet you, Miss Sakagami, and the blame lies with me. I should not have been so demanding." The words felt almost practiced, the politeness habit without entire sincerity.