http://belleleera.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] belleleera.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2006-09-01 08:52 pm

A new adventure begins... [completed]

Character(s): Belle and anyone that wants to pop in.
Content: Belle’s entrance to Paixao
Setting: Niflheim gate and that area.
Time: Afternoon, Week 2



‘Where am I?’ Belle wondered as she stood up.

The last thing she remembered was walking along in the woods around the castle. She had decided to go on a little adventure and explore the are more and it was fun for awhile, until she slipped down a hill and hit her head. When she opener her eyes she didn’t see the woods anymore. She saw...

A line. She started walking towards the line, pausing every so often to stand on her tiptoes trying to see what the line was for. All she could see was a gate. This made Belle quite curious as to what could possibly be on the other side of the gate that made all these people stand in line. And so patiently too.

She stood in line for a bit, but the line moved quite slow so she decided to go to the gate to see if this was something she really wanted to get into. As she got closer she decided that it did not quite look very welcoming, but it did look...interesting. She had never seen anything like it before. ‘It looks like something out of one of my books. I seem to have stumbled upon my very own adventure.’ 

When she got to the front of the line she tried to peer beyond the gate.

“Miss I need your name if you’re going to enter.” The mann behind the booth said.

“Oh, I was just wondering what was going on here. I’m not–“

“Name please” The man said cutting her off.

“Belle. Can you just tell me what is going on?”

“All information can be found in the brochures”

Belle picked up some brochures and looked at them. “Paixao” She read. Belle had never heard of such a place. She looked questioningly at the man but all he did was hand her a small blue rectangle. She took it and looked at the gate. She was very curious about this place but she didn’t want to go too far from home without letting anyone know where she was. But she couldn’t see the forest to get back home. Perhaps someone would know how to get home inside this place.

Once inside the gate, Belle looked around. All she could see ahead of her were average sized houses. She couldn’t see anything special about the place, but she walked on because there just had to be something about this place. She wouldn’t be here if she weren’t meant to be.

Belle kept walking towards the town in search of someone or some place that might give her more information about the place she was in. Looking around at the people she noticed that they all looked the same. All of them with blonde hair and blue eyes. Once again she was in a town where she stuck out like a sore thumb. Anyone would notice her wavy brown hair in this crowd. Even her blue dress was quite different than the clothes these people wore. She kept looking around taking everything in, hoping she would find a friendly face, among the blondes. But they didn’t even seem to notice her.

But this wasn’t the first time in Belle’s life that she received strange looks from town members. She would find someone to help her though...she was almost sure of it.

[identity profile] onmyouji-subaru.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
Subaru had walked, or rather hopped, his way from Lucifer and Soma, feeling very upset about how they regarded him as insignificant. And yet, Subaru doesn't really care about what they think of him, he doesn't care about them at all. There is only one thing, one wish, that he actually cares about. But no, it is not even the end of the world. Subaru wants to go back to Tokyo to find the Sakurazukamori, not Kamui.

At first, he was going to go to Yuzuriha, but his Shikigami hasn't found where she is yet, so he will have to wait. Besides, in the current mood that he is in, he might snap at her and he doesn't want that. Subaru needs to smoke. It had started simply as something rebellious he wanted to do, but maybe it has recently become an addiction.

Subaru doesn't care anyway, he simply needs a cigarette. Walking through the crowd, he catches sight of a brown-haired lady who stands out like a sore thumb in the midst of the blonde blue-eyed citizens of Paixao. He catches her eye as she was looking around, but quickly averts his gaze and walks over to a small stall on his left.

"Cigarette," he mutters to the man without making eye contact, "any brand, two boxes." The man gives them to him without question, and Subaru gives him the money as indicated by the shopkeeper, taking the cigarette boxes without saying thank you. Lighting up one of his cigarettes, he tries to find the brown-haired girl. She seems to be confused, and Subaru feels a twinge of guilt at averting his gaze like that.

[identity profile] onmyouji-subaru.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 09:54 am (UTC)(link)
Subaru sighs mentally as he notices the brown-haired girl coming to him with a smile and greeting him. It's not that Subaru doesn't like the polite girl, he is simply worried that he might get angry and maybe snap at her. She seems so nice, Subaru doesn't want to hurt her feelings.

He leans on a nearby wall and exhales the smoke from his mouth slowly. Eyes closed, he mutters to Belle quietly, "What do you want?" There is no intimidation or irritation in the way he says those words, only weariness.

[identity profile] onmyouji-subaru.livejournal.com 2006-09-03 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
Noticing how she seems to be standing quite a distance from him, he snubs his cigarette without a word and throws it properly in the nearest trash bin. Most people are bothered by his smoking. Even grandmother would not come near him because of the smell of tobacco on him. He wonders what Hokuto would do; if she would get angry at him.

He turns back to Belle, "You're not bothering me," he says while placing the boxes and the lighter in the inside pocket of his trench coat. I'm lost too, I can't help you," saying those words in his mind again, he realizes that he sounded harsher than he intended. "Where are you from?" He asks her with more warmth to make up for his snark reply.

[identity profile] onmyouji-subaru.livejournal.com 2006-09-03 12:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Subaru blinks at the girl's answer, rather surprised that she is from France. She does look caucasian, but the way she speaks... "but you speak perfect Japanese," he narrows his eyes in mild suspicion. She does not look dangerous, but trusting people is something that Subaru has found quite difficult to do since nine years ago.

Either way, the girl does not seem to be dangerous enough to hurt him as long as he makes the effort to protect himself. Of course, appearances can be deceiving, but Subaru is not in the mood to care about it anyway. "You can call me Subaru. What should I call you by?" Subaru will not give her his full name, so he will not ask that of her either. Names can be used against the owner if one knows what to do with it. He does not want to make the same mistake all over again.

Having thrown away his cigarette after chain smoking since dawn, Subaru suddenly notices the hunger pains in his stomach. The last thing he ate was breakfast two days ago, and his stomach seems to want to kill him with the pain. Grimacing in pain slightly, he turns away from the girl so that she would not see his expression. "I'm going to go find something to eat now," he explains, "you can come along if you want, so we can talk on the way."

He rather hopes that she would follow, she seems nice enough. "I'll pay," he adds as an afterthought. Hokuto used to spend so much on all her branded clothes that he is left bewildered at all the money he ends up having since her leaving. It always causes him to miss her so much more.

[identity profile] onmyouji-subaru.livejournal.com 2006-09-04 10:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Belle," he says her name as if to make sure. It is rather strange not to be calling her 'Belle-san' or something, but he figures that she would not like to be called that anyway. He could ask, but he does not want to. Subaru does not care about whether she calls him 'Subaru-san' or plain 'Subaru' anyway, so he figures he should just abandon the subject.

Starting to walk toward wherever seems to be the center of the city, he turns slightly at her, "How did you find yourself here?" There are so many people who found themselves lost in this place that coincidence just cannot be the cause. As for himself, he had been thinking and smoking and wandering the streets of Tokyo when he realized that nowhere in Tokyo is there such tall trees. He should probably think up a better excuse than that if he does not want to look stupid in front of Belle.

Feeling slightly light-headed, Subaru points to the Niflheim train station shakily. "Train? I don't think I can walk very far," he explains, "I feel... tired," he is slightly embarassed that he is saying that to a girl. It is not because he is interested in wooing her; he is not interested in women, or anyone other than him anyway. Suddenly realizing what Belle had probably thought of him when he asked her for dinner, he blushes slightly and looks away. He would have gone red as a tomato a few years ago, but not anymore now.

"I... I don't mean anything by asking you for dinner." He coughs nervously, "You can tell your boyfriend, or whoever, that I'm not interested in women, or anyone, anyway." Subaru never really thought much about his sexuality. He never actually imagined Seishiro as a romantic interest, despite of how his sister seemed to encourage it so much. He loved, still loves, Seishiro in that all-encompassing way that is much more than romantic. Thinking about it leaves a bitter taste in his tongue however, because it reminds him of the man's betrayal and of Hokuto-chan's death. He wishes he can have a cigarette, it helps keep his mind off of these things.

[identity profile] onmyouji-subaru.livejournal.com 2006-09-04 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Still slightly embarassed, Subaru opts to look away from Belle instead of facing her. He hopes that she did not take his invitation to dinner as such. He nods at her explanation on how she got here. It seems that her method hurt more, even though his was just stupid. He will not tell her if she does not ask.

Subaru flips open his journal and goes to the map that is provided in the journal, showing it to Belle as an answer. He will probably not follow the map, however, he sent his Shikigami ahead of him after all. He will just have to go to where his three-headed dove is. "We don't really need the map," he explains. He knows where his Shikigami is, but he does not know the name of places so the map is basically useless to him. "We'll stop at the center of the city, there should be restaurants there."

Looking back at Belle, Subaru decides that putting up the cold and unapathetic mask is not needed anymore. He gives her a slight smile, "I'm going to go to a friend of mine, Yuzuriha, do you have anywhere you need to go to?" It would be impolite to just drag her to where he is going, after all. "I can escort you there," he offers, "there might be dangerous people here." There was Lucifer and Soma, he muses, and if there are the Seals, maybe the Angels are here as well.

[identity profile] onmyouji-subaru.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
Subaru nods solemnly at Belle's reply at not having anywhere to go. He would not mind having her tag along for the while anyway, talking to someone other than himself keeps his mind off of things. It keeps him sane, somewhat. Often, he finds himself talking to the mirror, trying to find traces of his twin sister. But Subaru has grown too tall, too thin, too stretched out like a string to resemble his sister who was so full of life all the time. It seems unfair that it was she whose life was taken when it was he who was simple too willing to give it away.

"You can come with me for as long as you want," he says quietly, still unsure of whether he really wants to say it or not. "I have too much money and too much time in my hands..." he looks away, deciding that he will not say the rest of the sentence. Too much time and too few company. He walks into the station, looking back one in awhile to make sure Belle is not left behind.

Purchasing two tickets, Subaru wonders why the person before him paid with gold coins while he was allowed to pay with yen. The cashier seems to have changes in yen, as well, which is very curious. He saves that thought for later, however, and gestures for Belle to come quickly. "The train leaves in about a minute," he explains, trying not to be too cold and yet not too warm. He is still unsure of whether he can trust her or not.

[identity profile] onmyouji-subaru.livejournal.com 2006-09-06 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
Subaru nods at Belle's comment, striding quickly to the platform written on the ticket. He was not being nice when he made the offer, although, being Subaru, he is always being nice anyway. He really would not mind having Belle around as long as she does not get hurt. He cannot stand people getting hurt around him, especially those he actually knows.

The train arrives just as he comes near the platform. Subaru waits patiently for the train to come to a stop and open its doors, checking around that Belle is still with him and not lost in the crowd. Walking onto the train, he is glad that there are many empty seats for them to sit on. Ambling down the aisle, Subaru takes the window seat which has two other seats on its side. If Belle does not want to sit right next to him, she can sit on the next next seat. Subaru does not mind.

"We're getting off on the fourth stop," he tells her while flipping open his journal. If two of the Seals are here, there might be others. Instead of finding the journals of other Seals, however, a tiny window curiously popped up, indicating a chat. Still keeping one ear open for Belle, he furrows his brow at his journal.

[identity profile] onmyouji-subaru.livejournal.com 2006-09-06 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
Subaru puts away his journal for a moment, looking up at Belle when she asked him a question. His regard for courtesy has dwindled over the years, but old habits die hard, after all. "I... was wandering around Tokyo," he starts, looking down on his lap in slight embarassment. "I do that often; walking and smoking and thinking. Then I found myself in the middle of a forest just outside the domes." He contemplated telling her why he was so caught up in his thoughts that night, but figured that she didn't ask so he doesn't need to tell. Subaru does not want her to pity him because he hallucinates about his sister and Seishiro.

"Tokyo is not my hometown," he tells her, looking out the window to avoid her gaze. It might be impolite, but he cannot stand looking back into the eyes of anyone anymore. Kyoto is his hometown, but it is actually Tokyo that he regards as home. There used to be Hokuto there, and Seishiro, and the two of them were what home is in Subaru's mind, "but I love Tokyo."

He wonders how he can love a city that has taken everything away from him. It was in Tokyo that he was branded as the victim of the Sakurazukamori. It was in Tokyo that he met Seishiro, who stole him away. It was Tokyo that took away his twin sister from him. Subaru smiles bitterly, "Because, no matter how ugly and dirty it is, or how deadly and sinful... Tokyo is beautiful." He remembers saying those very words nine years ago.

"Tell me about your home," he finally turns to her and manages a smile, although it does not reach his eyes. Subaru has never been anywhere other than Tokyo and Kyoto in his life, and he probably never will, so it would be nice to hear stories of places out there.

[identity profile] onmyouji-subaru.livejournal.com 2006-09-07 09:55 am (UTC)(link)
Those memories were painful then, but not anymore now. All he can feel is numbness; the pain of others that he used to be able to feel so acutely is gone completely. Subaru does not want to feel anymore. He does not want to feel his own pain or others' anymore. Subaru is not happy, but he is not sad either. He feels nothing but the want for his wish to be fulfilled, nothing else.

Subaru nods patiently as Belle tells him the story of her father and her hometown and the nice bookkeeper. He is interested in her story; he is interested in any story that concerns the world other than Tokyo and Kyoto. It's not that he dislikes Tokyo or Kyoto, but he wants to see other places too even though he knows he could never. Subaru waits patiently before asking her, "Where did you move to?" He found it rather suspicious that she has told him a story about a town she lived in instead of one she was living in before she found herself in Paixao. Subaru told her about Tokyo, not Kyoto his original hometown.

Right after he asks the question, Subaru realizes that she probably did not tell him for a reason, and trying to take back what he had said, he shifts uncomfortable and looks away, "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, of course."

[identity profile] onmyouji-subaru.livejournal.com 2006-09-08 10:28 am (UTC)(link)
Subaru looks curiously at her, wondering at what memory made her smile to herself like that. Perhaps it is a loved one, this him she mentioned earlier. He nods slowly at her story, trying to show her that he is interested in what she has to say. He lets her finish before asking, "You are a noble?" The sixteen-year-old Subaru would beam with eyes full of wonder at meeting someone so respected, Subaru muses.

The Sumeragis are supposed to be the personal guardians of the Emperor, but it seems that common people need his help more than the Emperor does. He has never been called on by the Emperor even once. He cannot help but wonder if the Emperor has been calling on the help of the Sakurazukamori instead.

"I've never met someone so important before," he comments. Suppose his own grandmother is important as the 12th head of the Sumeragi clan, but she has retired, so it is hard to picture her as more than a figure of authority in his family. At that thought, he is suddenly worried that his grandmother might be frantically looking for him once she discovers that he has not been answering her daily phone calls. "This him you speak of, he will worry once he discovers that you're gone, won't he?"

[identity profile] onmyouji-subaru.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 01:45 pm (UTC)(link)
She is naively optimistic, not that it is a bad thing, he was like that once too and he wishes he can be like that once more. Then again, maybe he is still stupidly optimistic; thinking that one day he really can be worthy enough for the man he loves to actually look at him and see something more than just another object to be eliminated. Subaru is still so idiotically optimistic to think that maybe Seishiro is also here in Paixao for him to hunt down.

"Some people from my home are here," he says in agreement to her theory, "maybe someone from yours is here too." Subaru lets himself wallow in his own despair, but he hates dragging another person down with him. The Lady Sumeragi, his grandmother, said that Hokuto was barely herself those days when he would not speak; those days before her death. He hates making others sad. If he could, Subaru would take up everyone's sufferings so that only he himself suffers and nobody else. He really would.

Subaru gives Belle a smile, a barrier to keep her away from his dark thoughts, so that she will only see the smile and not Subaru hiding behind it. "We get off here," he tells Belle, noticing that they have arrived at Paixao Central Station. "There are three eating places to choose from..." he trails off, flippin open his journal to check the names again, "Porfavore's, Cafe Ersesat and this hotel called Actua Are. Pick one, randomly is alright too." Subaru is never good at making choices anyway, he usually just lets himself wander off and go into the nearest restaurant.

[identity profile] onmyouji-subaru.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
While he would not admit it, in fear of sounding silly, Subaru agrees that Porfavore's is the best name out of all three, even though Cafe Ersesat sounds almost as nice. In the brief descriptions that accompanied each of the three places, Cafe Ersesat was described as being expensive, anyway. Subaru is not being stingy, but his job had relied on word-of-mouth, so he knows he will not be making any money in this world anytime soon. He nods to Belle's choice, "Porfavore's it is then."

Subaru wonders if he can ever go back to Tokyo, or if he actually wants to go back. Sometimes, he feels like escaping from his obligations as an onmyouji and pursue his own dream. He knows that if he does not get back to Tokyo for the prophecy in 1999, the world as they know it might end, but Subaru does not care anyway. He does not care at all. He needs to go after Seishiro, however... but that thought is for later. For now, he will get food and go to Yuzuriha. He will think of other things once he takes care of his whining stomach.