http://chasingstars201.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] chasingstars201.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] realityshifted2008-10-21 05:38 pm

044 - Each vow was a plaything that she threw away [Joint Post]

[Mu and Misaki appear on the plane, Mu dressed in what passes for casual wear--not at all like his usual attire--Misaki in her work suit with a bullet proof vest slung over it. She looks--well. To say she looks displeased would be to say that a tsunami makes things somewhat damp.]

I told you to wait. I understand, I do, but you can't just wander around Tokyo!

I'm sorry, but I can't let something like this rest. Every moment that passes is a moment wasted.

I know that. But what if they had wanted to take you in for questioning? Or to test you, to see if they could stimulate an ability?

I am not incapable of pretending I cannot.

[She's about an inch from either smacking him or facepalming. She does neither, instead starting to pace.] We're narrowing our search area. You're not exactly inconspicuous. What if the gang spots you before any of us get close?

How do you think I came as far as I did and attracted no gawkers. It's quite easy for me to hide myself behind a Glamour Illusion.

That is not the point. [She turns away, stopping at a short distance with her back to him.]

Then what is, Misaki? I'm seeking my child, and you are seeking out yours. I happen to be far less likely to injure myself in the process of doing so.

[She takes a deep breath, sighs, rubs her face.] It makes my window of plausible deniability that much smaller if I'm seen with you again. Glamour or no, it's not worth the risk.

Your 'being seen with me' was your fault. You approached me, after all.

[Beginning to lose her temper] I'm trying to help! Maybe you're used to working alone, but you could at least try acting as part of a team!


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