TOKYO OPT-IN 1/4

[tokyodisa]

Who: Opt-in characters
What: What is even going on and then there's a monster
When: Forward-dated to 10pm, 20/July
Where: Tokyo... or is it?
Rating: PG/PG-13

Whatever you were in the middle of doing, you suddenly find yourself in what appears to be an abandoned garage, in the blink of an eye.

There is a bunch of weird-looking technology everywhere, cables and wires connected to machines lined with blinking lights. There are screens all over the room, with grids and maps on some of them and scrolling, foreign text on others. One of the screens projects a constantly rotating image.

There's also a platform in the middle of the room. And you all happen to be standing on it.

[ TOKYO? | A GUEST ARRIVES | ENTER: A PARTYCRASHER ]

Comments

[princelyspirit]

Not from here, no, but I just visited the place. If we can get out of this neighborhood, we should be able to find it - I mean, it's not like the thing's hard to miss.

[lonenoble]

If it's that tall, it wouldn't be. Let's get moving.

[princelyspirit]

Right.

[And with that, she looks up at the cityscape, and picks the direction that she hopes will take them out of the neighborhood and to the wider city. While her focus is on getting out, one thing does nag at the back of her mind]

...I'm Utena, by the way. Utena Tenjou.

[If she's going to be wandering along for god knows how long with this woman, they can at least make introductions. If nothing else, having a name would be more useful than just going, "hey, you!"]

[lonenoble]

[Following Utena, checking to make sure she still has her weapon.] Noble Six. Just call me Six.

Any combat experience? In case this isn't a peaceful trip?

[princelyspirit]

Some...

[Utena, however, isn't so fortunate in the weapons department. Now lacking a sword, she keeps her eyes peeled for anything that can be used as an improvised weapon. It doesn't have to be pretty or polished, it just needs to be able to keep some distance between her and whatever comes at them]

I was part of the expedition back in May, and I fought off a dinosaur with my teacher when we were all trapped in Jungle Land. That's about it, though - I mean, I've been training, and I used to do fencing back home, but that's not exactly real combat.

[lonenoble]

Enough to work with. More than some residents.

[princelyspirit]

And what about you? You seem like you're pretty experienced with this sort of thing.

[It's just a guess. Her attitude about combat seems cool and professional, like someone who's seen her fair share of fights.]

[lonenoble]

It's what I was trained for.

[princelyspirit]

[So, she is a soldier. Utena nods, looking impressed]

And have you ever had to deal with something like this? Abandoned cities, I mean.

[lonenoble]

Nothing quite like this...

[princelyspirit]

And what's different here?

[Hey, the more she knows, the more she'll be prepared if something goes downhill, right?]

[lonenoble]

It's just... Empty. There's not even real destruction. No bodies. No signs of a fight.

No army of aliens wanting to wipe out humanity.

[princelyspirit]

Like nobody was even-

[Wait, back up. Did she hear her right]

...wait, alien army? Was that something you saw in Paradisa, or...

[Or back home. She's not sure which one is worse]

[lonenoble]

Back home.

[princelyspirit]

[Utena's shoulders relax and she lets out a short breath, but she cringes immediately afterward. Her stomach twists itself into a knot; what kind of person is she, to feel relief at another's bad fortune? She glances straight at the empty road ahead, not quite looking at her new companion, and when she speaks again her voice has quieted]

And how did that turn out?

[There is concern for Six's past, yes, but there's another, hidden question: how will this situation turn out?]

[lonenoble]

Not well... Let's hope this goes better.