para.dox [OPEN | NO DEATH]

[Fuyumin*]

Oddly enough, Meilin really, really wasn't expecting Ancient China to be anything like this. Though, truth be told, she had never paid much attention to her roots anyway - Chinese was Chinese, and she honestly couldn't care less about the Han Dynasty. In fact, she hardly knew where she was now. Only that there were mountains, lots of snow in the distance, and a greater amount of pots and jars.

The Chinese female recalled blacking out at some point, after a particularly vicious fight with some thing. Although she would never admit to such an embarrassing defeat, the next thing she knew, she was being tossed around like a ragdoll, unable to open her eyes. She was suffocated, yet she could breathe. It was a strange, definitely unpleasant situation; Meilin disliked everything about the unknown.

Once she realized that the sensation had stopped, and found she wasn't really blind, she had jumped up with a slamming heartbeat. The minute her eyes drank in the sights, she had immediately inhaled a mouth full of dusty air and choked promptly on the spot. So here she was now, partially trying to erase the taste of roadside off her tongue, and was also grasping for a logical conclusion for this madness.

Civilization passed her by with odd looks, probably from her clothing, but Meilin paid them no attention. She was more concerned with how she wound up here in the first place, because if she had a choice, she certainly wouldn't be anywhere near Ancient China. The only way she knew where she was, was the languages floating across her ears, and the various landmarks that marked the area. Unfortunately, she memorized the pictures, but not the names.

"Hrnngh...!" The strangled growl tore from her throat as she prowled the streets, taking in the staring strangers with narrow eyes. Meilin looked Chinese, but she was nothing like them. With their fancy oriental clothing, hairpins and pale makeup. They looked fragile, and frankly, reminded her too much of her sister. It was like she had multiplied and was now jeering at the lack of elegant beauty Meilin had no use for.

crash!

"Ack!" Her foot had caught against an overturned crate, and being caught unaware, she went falling face first into the dirt. Muffled choice words spilled from her mouth as she sat up, massaging her cheeks, smudging even more dust against her skin. "Stupid..." Her hair fell all about her eyes as she saw soft feet waltz past her hurriedly - ignoring the dirty, and most obviously bad-tempered 'foreigner'.

No elegance indeed.

[yami]

"An amusing discovery, someone that didn't belong."

Funny how things turn out, eh? This girl wasn't expecting to end up in Ancient China. To be so lost, so naive, ignorance was bliss. Surely she didn't remember what happened, she'd blacked out after all. Yet there was a witness to her dilemma, one whom hid within the shadows. His form masked by a thick hood, it helped to keep him out of mind and out of sight. Was it any surprise that she would later wake up upon the roadside? No, a target had been acquired, this was now about research. There were many worlds that needed to be researched. Not so much for The Organization, but for personal research. This agent needed to understand the multi-verse and how it affected everything within it.

So while civilians passed the girl, the agent remained hidden once more. They gave her odd looks, Mr. Gavin would take note. His left hand moved to cusp his chin, despite the darkness of his hood masking his facial features. The target had piqued his interest, curiosity was a fickle mistress. It was clear that the subject was a 'foreigner' to this world. The style of dress, the looks from the locals, the glazed expression in her eyes. Signs of a lost being, like a sheep whom needed to be lead to pasture. "Intriguing, perhaps she needs guidance. I was in her position once, this new world provides clear obstacles..." the agent mused to himself. Yet he couldn't be seen...not within his newfound garb, his 'uniform'.

No, he'd have to shed this newfound persona, simply becoming himself once more. Then an unusual sound came from the subject of observation. Strangled, possibly a growl...though it sounded more like a 'meow', the kitty might have had bite. She seemed...bitter, yes for while her looks seemed somewhat similar; the culture the locals presented was different. He'd need to take note of this, there might be a connection. Clearly there was much to discover if he were to make a breakthrough. A snap of his fingers and darkness would shroud his form. This was to remove his garb and reveal himself in proper glory.

Secret Agent Mitchell Gavin. Now properly dressed in blazer, white dress shirt, tie, and well made dress shoes. Geppetto would be proud, but alas he hadn't encountered the Agent. Yet another random outburst from the girl. He'd done well to stealth her tracks from the shadows. Alas this new incident provided an opening, a chance for him to 'reveal' himself to the foreigner and create an alibi for himself. If he could infiltrate this world and be insight (instead of sticking to the darkness like most nobodies), then he'd be able to make excellent breakthroughs.

It was but an instant, the girl muttered a derogatory comment to herself, at which point she was sitting, albeit alert. The locals ignored her, she lacked elegance, but perhaps the tap of another 'foreigner' could do the trick? His right index finger simply sought to tap the lady on her left shoulder. His kind words served to break the ice; "Excuse me miss, you look like you need some assistance."

His eyes looked gentle, his casual demeanor reflected a man whom was quite laid back; yet the sway of his locks indicated he was one cool customer. She should probably be weary of his type, then again...didn't girls like bad boys?

[Ignis]

((Iryoku, ready and able))

"Excuse me, what planet have I landed on?

The bewildered shop keeper gave the odd young man a slack jawed stare, before slamming the blinds between them shut. Damn...that was the 20th one today...doesn't anyone understand me here? the young man wondered to himself, rubbing his head awkwardly before continuing down the market streets. Everyone was giving him awkward looks, children pointed at him questioningly before being snatched away by their parents. Some of the more religious ones threw odd things on him and began chanting wildly, as if to dispel a demon.

He really wasn't too bothered by it all. Sometimes things like that happened when you use a overtly obvious dimensional warping spell- big magic arrays firing a magic beam onto your planet really didn't help much in the way of achieving stealth. "After 4 years of using that thing, you'd figure I'd have it less flashy...though I'm not gonna lie, it's been freaking awesome to use it every time I've jumped planet," he muttered to himself, noting the reaction of several people around him. "Hmm...pizza pie'r squared root of 4 times 2," he muttered, continuing his nonsensical chanting and noting the exceptionally freaked out expressions of those around him.

Man this is fun...almost distracting enough to drown out the hunger. Maybe if I OH HEY it's a foreigner! The blue-haired foreigner seemed out of place, stumbling around and muttering under her breath various curses that he actually understood. Perfect! Walking up to her, he got fight in front of her before lifting the bangs out of her eyes. "Excuse me, Do you-"

And that's when he noticed that he was glowing. Electric blue, with wisps of glowing smoke trailing off his entire body.

"...Oh, so that's why I've been scaring everyone! Hold please," he interjected abruptly, resetting the woman's bangs over her eyes once more before breathing deeply, letting the aura around him fade from sight. Double checking to make sure that he didn't look like an irradiated monster from the black lagoon, he reached over and once again brushed the bangs out of her eyes. "Sorry about that. Do you know what planet I landed on?"

And that's about time he noticed the man in the suit. "Oh hey, what's up? You know that huge beam of light that landed in the mountains early this morning? Don't tell anyone, but I think it might have hit me," he greeted nonchalantly, wondering if this guy was any fun to play with.