And the pocket watch. This is what she spent the most time on, running her fingers along it. It seemed to be fully functioning (so she would know the time while gallivanting?), and after a while of fidgeting Adira realized she could remove it by turning it clockwise and click it back into place. It looked a lot like her grandfathers pocket watch, though it was very simple in comparison. The girl sighed heavily and moved across the room, throwing herself on the bed. She had made sure to shut every single window and door, drawing her thick curtains to a close. Adira felt safe here, examining her terrorist's uniform.
From what the cat had said though, the senshi weren't the true terrorists. The real bad guys were the people she had called the Negaverse (what a terrible name!) The whole thing was very confusing. Shutting her pale blue eyes, Adira sighed. She wondered what her Father would think of her, running around and destroying things, being called a terrorist by the news. But if she was actually going to do what felt right, to fight for others, she'd need to get in better shape than she was now. Adira would need to learn how to do something that she'd never thought she'd have to learn; she would have to learn out to fight.
The girl got up and thought about being 'normal' again. In a blink, the sailor's uniform was replaced with that of her silken pajamas, just the same as they had been. Adira was relieved about that, at the very least. When her clothes had disappeared originally, she had been wearing her favorite pair of Gucci shoes. Had they permanently disappeared, she would have been very, VERY angry. Absentmindedly, she twirled the magical pen in her hands, watching as it flipped around. Everything in Destiny City had all of a sudden become so strange, not that she had really known what it was like in the first place!
Adira envied Jada in that way. She got up and went to the kitchen, trying to find a late night snack. Jada got to stay in Destiny City, she got to go to school there, and make all sorts of friends. It had been difficult to maintain actual friends outside of her social circle (and she wasn't even sure that she could call the people in her social circle friends), and her travel schedule made it even more difficult. Her father would ask her, usually yearly, to go on some kind of trip. Sometimes it was with him, other times it was alone. Mostly it was to attend 'social seasons' in other countries. Just recently she'd spent half a year in England, mingling throughout their upper class and making contacts for her Father. A year ago she'd spent a large amount of time in Tokyo and Kyoto, with Jason as he met various business people. Mother had been unable to attend because she'd caught ill. And when she wasn't jet setting around? Adira was home schooled by private tutors. It didn't leave a lot of space for making friends.
It was interesting, for sure. Adira had seen more of the world than most people had, though she'd never seen the bad parts of town. Nightclubs were about as slummy as Adira was willing to dip (even if the nightclubs she went to were about as high class as nightclubs got). All in all, the girl wouldn't trade her experiences in the world for anything. But she wished that she had been able to experience the other side of things as well.
She rummaged through her refrigerator and cupboards, finally settling on the half of pint of Haagen-Dazs ice cream left in her freezer. Figuring it was safe, Adira drew open the curtains in her living room, peering out into the world below her. She'd saved up a good chunk of her allowance for two years in order to buy the place outright; she didn't regret a single penny of her purchase. It was a lavish suite, situated on the top of a ritzy apartment building that had just finished its construction near Sovereign Heights. The school could be seen off to the left, while the skyline of Destiny City downtown could be seen in the background. Plus, Father had been pleased with it which was always a plus.
Maybe someday she would get a roommate to fill what was now a guestroom. There was ample space in the apartment, but for now it was just her. Though, perhaps with her having a secret identity now it would be safer to just remain alone. Either way, this year in Destiny City was going to be very interesting. The girl finished up her ice cream, and tucked herself into bed, still not quite believing that everything that had happened was real, wondering if she'd wake up tomorrow to find the peculiar pen missing from her nightstand drawer.
