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 Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2012 7:48 pm
"I really should learn to park closer when I come to the mall," came a half amused, half groaning voice. Zoe Katsaros, without the aid of her senshi strength, was weighed down by the amount of shopping she had done in the last.. hours. Each hand held the straps of a variety of different bags, all from different stores. The weight was nearly cutting off the circulation to her fingertips but she was determined to make it across the parking garage without stopping.
Just as her car was in sight, however, she realized she didn't have enough free hands.
"Allie," she paused, turning to the pink haired teenager at her side, "can you reach into my purse and find my keys? Then hit the little trunk button?" She leaned her shoulder forward so that Allie might reach the purse perched precariously over it. The look she gave her new friend was half pleading, half amused with herself.
"You would think I'd have this down to a science by now."
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2012 7:53 pm
Shopping was not something really new to Coralie and for that she was forever grateful. When Blanche had come to America with nothing more than an infatuation with Ray Gordon she'd had to build her possessions from the ground up. Learning about American money when she'd barely had any of her own in Japan and certainly had no need of any in her own home, was not an easy experience.
Then when Coralie Williams had been alone on the sidewalk before Perry had taken her in there was...so much more she had to get. Buying clothing all over again because her body had once again become a bit on the scrawny, petite side. Apparently, the Tsukino genes did not run much to curves in their young women, something she would lament forever.
Coralie Westerman, however, was a fully-realized American girl. She spoke the language, could read the language, and was a pro with the amazing little tool called the 'credit card'. You rarely had to worry about money when all you did was slide the little plastic rectangle through the strip, sign the receipt, and then quietly pay the bills into the PO Box your father had no idea you kept.
Easy peasy, really.
Zoe seemed to have this same ease of shopping which made them really a delight to be together. Since the Senshi of Greed had brought the Moon Princess home to reunite tearfully with her dearest friend Diana, she might as well have been on of Allie's Amazons. Both girls were loaded down with bags that were going to be harder to explain for the former than the latter.
Eying the designer purse with a bit of a wary look, a small hand inched forward so that four bags of her own slid towards Coralie's shoulder. One snagged a long tail of hair with an agonizing wince as the keys were pulled free. "Agh! There! Rei-chan said that my hair would be trouble. Ow ow!" Sliding back into place the trunk button on Zoe's car was depressed, the lid springing open, purchases dumped inside.
Really, she looked quite proud of herself when it was all done. "Good job!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2012 8:03 pm
Zoe made one final arrangement of their overfull bags in her overfull trunk before she shut the lid in triumph and held out her long, dark hand for the keys Allie was holding.
"Not too shabby yourself," she said through a small laugh, taking the keys Allie offered and pressing the unlock button on her tiny black remote. The locks sprung with a 'click' and she popped open the driver side to step in. It wasn't until the pair of them were inside and putting on their seatbelts that she finally spoke up again.
"Who is Rei-chan, by the way?" She slid the key into the ignition and let the engine roar to life, trying to appear as if it was just a casual inquiry. In reality she was much more eager, especially once she came to the conclusion that the name was Japanese in origin. If she'd learned anything from her time with Allie it was that she almost had two different lives - one here, and one in Japan. She still couldn't make sense of it most days with what little she knew.
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2012 8:13 pm
Toying with the compact in her pocket as she sat in the car, Coralie considered what to say. She wasn't really feeling all that evasive and would it really hurt to talk about her life with someone who was part of their whole circle? Nobody had really asked her all that much before with exception of Sailor Europa, and Europa was more interested in the senshi side of things, as she really should have been.
It was probably a bit cowardly of her to wait for Zoe to start the car up and move it towards home before she started to tell her story. All of the clothing was in the car, she was in the car, it was not easy to get home from the DC Mall if you didn't really have all your things.
"Rei-chan was a friend of my mother. Hino Rei, Sailor Mars, Senshi of Fire. You met my dad Perry but he is not my real dad." Her grin flashed and eyes rolled as if it weren't obvious that this full-blooded Japanese girl who barely spoke fluent English wasn't Perry Westerman's kid. "I am really called Tsukino Usagi but...I was not born here." Hands waved around to indicate the car, the world, everything.
Oh hey, why not drop the bomb. "You know I am over nine hundred years old, yes?" Her smile was just too sweet, eyes just too wary. Time had not treated her well at all.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 7:17 am
If Zoe had been anyone else, she might have jerked the steering wheel in surprise and sent them into a startling lurch. However, her fingers merely tightened and she threw a quick, wide-eyed glance sideways at her pink-haired friend.
"Uhm," she started, speaking before she had time to think about how she should respond, "no? I think I missed that part." It was surprisingly level for someone that had just found out their new companion was apparently immortal, but she was staring a bit more intensely at the road than necessary. It wasn't until they pulled up at a stop light behind a string of cars exiting the mall that she turned her full attention on Allie.
"So this Rei-chan was.. one of the original senshi? Nine hundred years ago?" She had a curious, pensive expression on her face that suggested she was trying to piece together a puzzle that was missing most of its pieces. She didn't like being in the dark about anything and it was obvious as she turned back to the road and pressed lightly on the gas to follow the moving mass of vehicles.
"Diana mentioned something once about the originals being missing, like Serenity. That's.. all I know."
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 7:17 pm
Oh. Well that was an interesting misconception and something that was probably now going to make what was a very simple explanation incredibly tricky. Twirling a long strand of pink hair around and around her fingers the teen chewed at her bottom lip thoughtfully, thinking her way through. "It would be a lot better to say in Japanese." There was a great sigh. "Hino Rei was born in the year 1978. She was fourteen years old in 1992 when she was first Sailor Mars, but my mama, Tsukino Usagi, was thirteen." Her smiled flashed a bit.
"They were reborn senshi from a thousand years before that." Now came the really tricky, difficult part. How did you explain to someone that you were, by the rules of this timeline, roughly eight years old? In your own time you were more than nine hundred! Coralie released her hair and took a deep breath. "I do not know how to very well say this. I was born Tsukino Chiba Usagi in the very early part of the 21st century. But before I was here I was princess of Crystal Tokyo in the 30th century. There I was Princess Small Lady Serenity, heir to the throne of Earth and Moon." She chewed her lip a bit, thinking. "The time is not the same. My mama and papa are dead so I was not born in this time. I am very alone here, or was." She remembered, with a very large smile now, Diana.
"So I do not, for sure, exist. I just am here....well I do not know why."
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 6:47 am
For a long time, Zoe was simply quiet. Her eyes flickered over the traffic as she drove, switched lanes, and turned corners. If it weren't for the slight frown at the corners of her lips, she could have been mistaken as someone that was just overly cautious in heavy traffic. Except Zoe was rarely that cautious when she was confident in her abilities.
After a few minutes of that silence the car rolled to a stop at a stop light and she took the moment to throw a glance sideways at her companion.
"That doesn't make any sense, Allie." But she wasn't finished. She blew out a long breath and glanced back ahead of them as the light flashed green again and the cars began a slow roll into motion. "But I've learned a lot of things that seemed impossible are possible. I don't know how you can be both eight, nine hundred, and sixteen all at once. Or how you can exist if.." She made a clicking noise with her tongue and let that thought trail off.
"But you must, for some reason. Something must have wanted you to be here, for a purpose." The car was pulling into the Katsaros residence - built with American extravagance but Greek inspiration. Zoe just knew it as home. She pulled the car into the driveway and shut off the engine, then popped the trunk so she could unload.
"But you haven't heard anything, from anyone? None of your family, or your friends?" She asked as she swung a leg out of the car, keys jingling in hand as she began to pick out her bags.
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