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purplekitte) wrote2008-02-12 08:00 pm
purplekitte) wrote2008-02-12 08:00 pm
sm_monthly Jan 8 theme
In Amnesia-verse
Title: The Jig is Up
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purplekitte
Theme: Silver Millennium--Chivalry
Genre: Drama
Version: Manga
Rating: PG
“Who is this?” asked the dark haired young man.
“On my honor, I must tell you, this is the Princess Mars,” Kunzite stepped up to defend her.
“And, obviously, she is Sailor Mars.”
“And she was able to defeat me in single combat with her sword work.”
“Obviously we share more than just a face,” the princess, the real princess said. She was, at a glance, everything Hokuto had been trying to pretend to be. Graceful and elegant, wearing her weapons naturally. Her hawk-like eyes indicating a temper, but her poise told of a noble lady who would express it was with a single well-placed sharp comment.
There was no chance of thinking up a deception now and Hokuto suddenly didn’t want to. Let other people deal with it. She began babbling. “My name is Morino Hokuto, except I’m not sure it’s my name; it’s probably not because I just made it up--”
“Wait, you’re not the princess?”
“I didn’t know if I was! I don’t have any memories. Well, I sort of remember this place called Tokyo but not any personal memories of who I am--”
“The transformation tool would not work for just anyone. As I am not dead, she must be me.” She raised an eyebrow. “I do not know how this is happening, though.”
“Who attacked you?” asked the man, Prince Endymion who she had heard mentioned probably.
“I don’t know.” It seemed a shame to leave a nice sword lying around on the ground, but upon picking it up Hokuto realized her scabbard wasn’t there, so she stood there looking stupid.
“Detransform,” Princess Enara prompted. At Hokuto’s continued confused look, she continued, “It’s the easy part. Just think yourself normal and let the magic go.”
Yes, because Hokuto knew anything about magic. She closed her eyes and thought Go away and tried to think the vague mental picture she had of what she had been wearing. Remember those boots? They were nice boots. Off-white, kind of soft, almost to my knees. She was too scared to open her eyes yet. Not red--no, no, boots. Flexing her leg, she felt pressure against her calf and opened her eyes in surprise.
No one else was looking at her like she’d done anything unusual. Magic. Magic.
“How many people were taken in?”
“Uh… the Shitennou, the Martial queen, Prince Arienes, a lot of servants…”
“Hm.” She sounded amused. “Anyone who can wield the power of Sailor Mars should be a natural.”
“Jadeite. If she can’t remember, I need you to read her mind.”
Hokuto jumped, but the prince wouldn’t have suggested it immediately if it was not something normal they did all the time, right?
“Get a chair,” Kunzite ordered and one was produced a moment later. Shakily, Hokuto sat down and Jadeite stepped behind her and put his hands on her temples.
Warm…
“I see... a city like nothing I’ve ever seen before. It must be on Mars or somewhere even further. I cannot describe it, all the fast movements and lights. I see… me. But we’ve never met before and I’m dressed strangely. And I see more Senshi. That man, where is that man? There. A badly cast spell, or maybe a priestly one, oh she was hit in the head half-cast, that’s what’s blocking her memory…”
She twitched and went limp with enough force to fall out of her chair. Jadeite and Kunzite darted forward to pick her up. She looked out at the Martian princess, though, who was still staring intently at her. “I’m Hino Rei. Your reincarnation.”
Title: The Jig is Up
Author:
purplekitteTheme: Silver Millennium--Chivalry
Genre: Drama
Version: Manga
Rating: PG
“Who is this?” asked the dark haired young man.
“On my honor, I must tell you, this is the Princess Mars,” Kunzite stepped up to defend her.
“And, obviously, she is Sailor Mars.”
“And she was able to defeat me in single combat with her sword work.”
“Obviously we share more than just a face,” the princess, the real princess said. She was, at a glance, everything Hokuto had been trying to pretend to be. Graceful and elegant, wearing her weapons naturally. Her hawk-like eyes indicating a temper, but her poise told of a noble lady who would express it was with a single well-placed sharp comment.
There was no chance of thinking up a deception now and Hokuto suddenly didn’t want to. Let other people deal with it. She began babbling. “My name is Morino Hokuto, except I’m not sure it’s my name; it’s probably not because I just made it up--”
“Wait, you’re not the princess?”
“I didn’t know if I was! I don’t have any memories. Well, I sort of remember this place called Tokyo but not any personal memories of who I am--”
“The transformation tool would not work for just anyone. As I am not dead, she must be me.” She raised an eyebrow. “I do not know how this is happening, though.”
“Who attacked you?” asked the man, Prince Endymion who she had heard mentioned probably.
“I don’t know.” It seemed a shame to leave a nice sword lying around on the ground, but upon picking it up Hokuto realized her scabbard wasn’t there, so she stood there looking stupid.
“Detransform,” Princess Enara prompted. At Hokuto’s continued confused look, she continued, “It’s the easy part. Just think yourself normal and let the magic go.”
Yes, because Hokuto knew anything about magic. She closed her eyes and thought Go away and tried to think the vague mental picture she had of what she had been wearing. Remember those boots? They were nice boots. Off-white, kind of soft, almost to my knees. She was too scared to open her eyes yet. Not red--no, no, boots. Flexing her leg, she felt pressure against her calf and opened her eyes in surprise.
No one else was looking at her like she’d done anything unusual. Magic. Magic.
“How many people were taken in?”
“Uh… the Shitennou, the Martial queen, Prince Arienes, a lot of servants…”
“Hm.” She sounded amused. “Anyone who can wield the power of Sailor Mars should be a natural.”
“Jadeite. If she can’t remember, I need you to read her mind.”
Hokuto jumped, but the prince wouldn’t have suggested it immediately if it was not something normal they did all the time, right?
“Get a chair,” Kunzite ordered and one was produced a moment later. Shakily, Hokuto sat down and Jadeite stepped behind her and put his hands on her temples.
Warm…
“I see... a city like nothing I’ve ever seen before. It must be on Mars or somewhere even further. I cannot describe it, all the fast movements and lights. I see… me. But we’ve never met before and I’m dressed strangely. And I see more Senshi. That man, where is that man? There. A badly cast spell, or maybe a priestly one, oh she was hit in the head half-cast, that’s what’s blocking her memory…”
She twitched and went limp with enough force to fall out of her chair. Jadeite and Kunzite darted forward to pick her up. She looked out at the Martian princess, though, who was still staring intently at her. “I’m Hino Rei. Your reincarnation.”