nexus_sages | Love And Property Damage

[Well that’s one way to make an entrance. Or at least, the aftermath of an entrance. There’s a small, perfectly spherical crater in the ground, tinged at the edges with what looks like purple energy. If someone scans the damage, there appear to be trace amounts of something that could be magic-based energies. Also, ringed around that crater are the tattered remains of a poor and unfortunate couch in the wrong place at the wrong time.]

Added to all that, there’s a young girl perched on another couch nearby. (And this one doesn’t carry any grudges for the untimely destruction of its kin.) She looks just shy this side of dazed and out of it, and the brochure is being held in shaky hands.]

“This is really interesting but… how do I go home? CAN I get home? I’m not sure if-“

[She cuts off on that. Things are still blurry and out of focus, and she can feel a headache building if she focuses too hard. So instead Hotaru rubs at her forehead, and switches tracks.]

"…Maybe I should ask a different question? If that’s okay, um… actually I don’t know what else I should ask. What should I ask about?”

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"Tokyo, Japan. And I was-"

...Ok, this is where things start to get unnervingly familiar. She's had blackouts like this before, although this one has a weird, slightly different feel to it.

There's still that light headache settling between her eyes, but past even that, it's like Hotaru is trying to remember the exact details of a month old fever dream. She shuts her eyes and does her best to think past an odd, red and violet haze.

"I had to leave where I was and help someone... A-a friend, Chibi-usa.” Once she remembers that, her back goes straight with alarm. “And I had to help her; she was in trouble and…”

And she’s already getting the sinking feeling that it’s her fault.

Japan. Good. She's from a world Katsuya understands. A version of a world he understands, at least.

"Hey. Look at me." Katsuya tries his best to put on his Most Reliable Officer face. The look Maya used to call his 'big brother' face. "I'm from Japan too. It's okay. You're not alone, okay?" Katsuya is down on one knee now, letting her look down at him from her perch on the couch.

"There are ways to go home. It's going to be okay." He's firm about this. She needs someone to be confident.

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"You are?" It's taken a little while for it to really click that she might be talking to an authority figure. In Hotaru's defense, getting flung across dimensions after some sort of conflict (which keeps nibbling at the edges of her brain but stays frustratingly out of reach) is enough to scramble most people's heads.

"You... wouldn't be with the police, would you?" She sounds so tentatively hopeful with that question, too.

"I am." Katsuya nods and slowly pulls out his badge to show her. He hopes this is the answer she wants. Katsuya has no intention of lying to her, and he really is worried about her. She looks close to having a panic attack.

Hotaru's eyes widen at the badge, before her brain catches up and reminds her to keep breathing. Can't tell the officers what's wrong if she's gasping for air and is finally getting everything straight in her head.

"You can help me? Something's wrong where I came from... I think I just escaped-"

Wait, that's not right, her memory interrupts again with an image of her getting yanked into the air by someone she feels a stabbing anger for. Then getting yanked back into a dark void while screaming all the while and reaching-

Is that what she escaped from? That still doesn't sound like she's remembering everything.

"A-anyway, I know for sure that people are in trouble."

"Slow down." Katsuya's hands settle gently yet firmly onto Hotaru's shoulders. He gives her a reassuring nod. "Tell me what happened. Slowly. Carefully. We'll figure this out, okay?"

He thinks idly of the two magic that roam this place, capable of helping people find their ways home.

"Ok,"

She can do that, right? Besides, the calmer part of her head points out, it's not like she can go anywhere immediately. She just has to think back slowly, one step at a time to the last clearest thing that happened.

"I was with my friends at a planetarium," she starts saying, before pausing again and rubbing at her head. "And... then I remember leaving somewhere to find them again. I don't know where it was, just that it was really dark and... I think I walked out of it? Or through it?"

That just sounds weird but doesn't compare to the next bit.

"And then when I found Chibiusa again... my, um... I think Pappa's secretary flew in and kidnapped me again."

In hindsight this isn't even the weirdest thing to happen to her, but she's not sure how well a (in her eyes) normal police officer is going to accept that.

"Okay. You got seperated from your friends in a planetarium in Tokyo. YOu left...probably an auditorium if it was dark to find them and.." Katsuya frowns sharply and pauses.

"You were abducted by your father's aide? Again? Was that person the one who sent you here?" Katsuya's following along fine. Hotaru has no way of knowing that Katsuya's seen weirder trying to drive to work.

He doesn't think she's crazy? That's a good start at least, even if it makes Hotaru wonder what all this person has seen.

"I... I don't think so? I don't think she'd be able to do something like that, even if she's kind of scary. It gets hard to remember what happened after that. I think I was... half asleep? Or half awake? I've had blackouts like that before, but this one felt a lot different, and I keep seeing fragments of... of something.

I'm sorry, I feel like I'm close to remembering, there's just a lot missing."

Love And Property Damage

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that awkward moment when you remember a character's name doesn't use hyphens

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