雛咲 深紅 Miku Hinasaki (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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legionworld2017-01-02 11:49 am
ghost_bait) wrote in legionworld2017-01-02 11:49 am
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In, Out, Up, Down [open]
Who| Miku and You!
What| Miku tries to adapt herself to her new situation, which means meeting her teammates.
Where| Mess Hall and Around!
When| Post Valor Day
Warnings/Notes|
There had been a schedule at home. In the mornings she’d wake up, feed Ruri, make breakfast and lunch. In the afternoons, she and Rei would go over what work needed to be re-shot, sometimes making plans to travel back to those backwood locales. In the evenings, she’d read Rei’s old photography books and tell her brother and mother’s pictures about her day. It was prosaic and normal, (at least, until it hadn’t been) and Miku missed it.
There was a schedule here, too, though Miku felt a little overwhelmed trying to follow it. Learning about the UP’s myriad cultures and planets was interesting, surely! Miku could even say she enjoyed it. But learning how to fight left a kind of sick sensation in her stomach. She’d never been one for it, and it showed in her movements, uncertain as they were. The first time someone threw a punch at her, they’d run smack dab into her telekinetic shield, surprising them both. It had changed how they taught her, focusing on defense more than attack, which she’d been grateful for.
Still, it was important to adapt, especially now that she’d agreed to help the Legion. She was glad they hadn’t dragged her in and then threw her to the proverbial sharks. Plus, Miku was small enough and nondescript enough that she’d been able to go in and out of several places without attracting much notice, so she'd been able to observe some of the others - too shy to actually approach them.
Adaption also meant having to do things she didn't like. Like meeting new people. Miku watched the groups from the relative safety of herhiding spot table in the mess hall, alternating looks between please notice me and please never notice me.
Miku gave her food a poke and pursed her lips. She'd definitely get up and say hello, she would! ...Right after she finished this meal.
What| Miku tries to adapt herself to her new situation, which means meeting her teammates.
Where| Mess Hall and Around!
When| Post Valor Day
Warnings/Notes|
There had been a schedule at home. In the mornings she’d wake up, feed Ruri, make breakfast and lunch. In the afternoons, she and Rei would go over what work needed to be re-shot, sometimes making plans to travel back to those backwood locales. In the evenings, she’d read Rei’s old photography books and tell her brother and mother’s pictures about her day. It was prosaic and normal, (at least, until it hadn’t been) and Miku missed it.
There was a schedule here, too, though Miku felt a little overwhelmed trying to follow it. Learning about the UP’s myriad cultures and planets was interesting, surely! Miku could even say she enjoyed it. But learning how to fight left a kind of sick sensation in her stomach. She’d never been one for it, and it showed in her movements, uncertain as they were. The first time someone threw a punch at her, they’d run smack dab into her telekinetic shield, surprising them both. It had changed how they taught her, focusing on defense more than attack, which she’d been grateful for.
Still, it was important to adapt, especially now that she’d agreed to help the Legion. She was glad they hadn’t dragged her in and then threw her to the proverbial sharks. Plus, Miku was small enough and nondescript enough that she’d been able to go in and out of several places without attracting much notice, so she'd been able to observe some of the others - too shy to actually approach them.
Adaption also meant having to do things she didn't like. Like meeting new people. Miku watched the groups from the relative safety of her
Miku gave her food a poke and pursed her lips. She'd definitely get up and say hello, she would! ...Right after she finished this meal.
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It was like being fourteen again. Only somehow with more people in spandex. "It's nice to meet you, Gwen..." There was a -san quietly added in the back of her mind. It made her feel a little better.
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The whole five-star treatment.
"How you handling it?"
[[WAUGH, HOW DID I MISS THIS??]]
Miku motioned over her head, "Tall. ...It makes it a bit easy to get flustered looking up all the time." There were people taller than her, then there were people taller than her. Like the gentleman in green armor. "So I've been slowly acclimating myself to it."
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Maybe?
Different Earths probably counted, anyways.
"Can you believe that some people here will actually make fun of you for having only two arms and eyes? And for showering with actual water? Like, what the hell, man!"
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Mostly, until she wandered past a room or a hallway with memories just spilling out of it... It was almost like her old ability... with less malevolent ghosts. Miku poked at her meal. "Where are you from?"
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She felt very strongly about this subject.
"Me? I'm from regular New York. Nothing fancy there. How about you?"