paixaorpg | Next stop: Kira's Kingdom? Sounds like a theme park! [completed]

Character(s): Just li'l ol' Teru.
Content: Wandering in Paixao and wondering just what the hell has happened.
Setting: Muspelheim gates.
Time: Afternoon.
Warnings: Lots of... God-worship? Teru is just creepy like that.

It is always very difficult to describe sudden and utter confusion, especially when it is caused by a complete change of setting. Fainting and then being moved to another room when one wakes up isn't so strange, but to another world?

When Mikami Teru opened his eyes, he wasn't at home, preparing to head to the bank to place the death note away for safekeeping. Hell, he wasn't even inside anymore—no, he was outside, standing up, with the death notes tucked under one arm and his head turned up toward the sky. At least, he would have been looking at the sky had it not been blocked out by the large, rounded domes of the city of Paixao.

He didn't know what they were, what to make of them. But looking down it seemed that people were lined up to go inside. Immediately, the image of entering heaven via the pearly gates, in a line similar to this, popped into his head. That was how it had always been portrayed in movies and cartoons. Perhaps there was a grain of truth in it. But... that would mean he was dead. How could he be dead? And these gates... these were on fire. And Kira had only just given him the death notes, and he had barely begun to help Him. Surely his work wasn't so pleasing to Him that he was ready to end his life now. Perhaps this was not death, but something else.

Filled with uneasiness and confusion, Teru idly wondered if maybe this was just a dream—but the moment that crossed his mind, well, you don't realize it's a dream if it really is one, do you? He would have woken up at that thought! And so, what was this place? Perhaps it was Kira's Kingdom...

Well. Enough standing around and thinking about it, Mikami headed toward the line of people, and waited. When it was his turn, they asked of him his name—he smiled and brightly said, "Mikami Teru." He was pleased to see as a result of that he received what seemed to be a small black... diary? He already had two notebooks, what could a third possible he used for?

Upon taking it and inspecting it, however, as he walked through, Teru discovered that it was some sort of journal-like electronic device, and vaguely reminded him of something like the newer gadgets in Japan, the ones that served as small computers and phones at the same time. Interesting. He had not known such technology had existed, perhaps these were works of Kira as well.

Pausing a few steps away from the gate, Mikami looked up and around. Well. He wasn't quite sure what to do now. Perhaps looking for Kira would be a good start. But he didn't know what Kira even looked like...

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Deja vu was hardly what she would use to describe her feeling, but that was as close as she got. Exactly what had happened was a bit of a mystery to her. Sabra looked up at the Gates, she had passed by these gates the first time she had entered Paixao. Which was unsettling, the 'first time' she had entered Paixao. There shouldn't have been a first time to begin with, much less a second time.

Sabra briefly paused to give her name to the gatekeeper and found that the series of events that followed were exactly the same. He wrote her name down, she received a journal and was 'welcome to Paixao'ed. The Turk regarded the man, wondering if she should ask him about the nature of the city and why she had 'left' only to return. Then he waved at her dismissively and she figured that there would be no productive information gathered. It seemed that he was nothing more than a function, remembering that when she had first entered Paixao and it had been under attack that the gatekeeper and still done his job.

She made an entry in her journal and made a mental note to further check the messageboard for signs of her fellow Turks. Or Rufus ShinRa. That pulled a frown across her face. How had that all ended? More and more it felt like her knowledge was fragmented and ill constructed. It seemed that she had not gone anywhere, as a brief check of her pockets told her that she was left with the exact same equipment as she had before she had left.

Very odd.

That was when something that was not blond or blue-eyed flashed in the corner of his eye- he shifted his gaze that way, and saw a very strange-looking woman in a suit. The man blinked almost confusedly at it; out of this sea of Europeans, there was this woman. He couldn't exactly identify her as Japanese or anything of the sort either, but she was different from the rest.

Well, she might know something. When Teru had tried to ask any of the blond people, they simply told him it was Paixao and he received a generic phrase about how nice it was. She seemed a lot less mechanical. Perhaps a bit stoic, but something was more human there.

He hesitantly headed over to her. "Ah- excuse me, miss? Do you know of this place?"

Sabra turned her head. Not a Paixaon was her first evaluation of him, and not from her world either. The hair gave it away and there was something about the facial structure or... something. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but he was clearly 'different' from the people she was used to dealing with. New as well, from his words.

"It's Paixao, I take it that you're a new arrival?" Sabra asked, but she felt her lips quirk a little at the 'miss'. She hadn't been called miss in a while and certainly not out of politeness.

He didn't seem to be an immediate threat either. No weapons, but that didn't mean she could write him off. Magic or other means were always also a possibility.

"Paixao..." Teru repeated the word and looked down. This couldn't be something Kira did, now that he thought about it. What would 'paixao' mean anyway? He knew the translation of the word, but was there any symbolism to it?

Looking back up at Sabra, he gave an honest nod. "Yes, I... I was in the middle of something and then seemed to have passed out. When I woke up I was outside." As he spoke, Mikami remember that he had the Death Notes under his arm, and suddenly his heart began to thud in his chest. But he assured himself it would be okay- as long as she couldn't see what it said, anyway. He shifted his arm slightly just in case.

"Could you tell me a bit about this place?"

That seemed to be a common enough story. Sabra nodded slightly as he talked, affirmation that she was listening. She didn't pass out, but the event of coming to Paixao didn't seem to be heralded by any specific event. Then there was the problem of time in Paixao. Not everyone she knew was from the same when and made it rather difficult.

However, she was not an altruistic person. Sabra also noticed the small shift of his arm and her eyes dropped to the notebooks he was holding. Not a weapon, but certainly worth remembering.

"It pulls people from various places."

Teru seemed uneasy whenever her eyes fell on the notebooks. If she knew... if she happened to be someone undercover for all he knew, there could be trouble.

"Ah," he said simply, but the expression on his face was somewhat surprised, almost alarmed. How could he be meddling around in a place like this when he had word to do, work for Kira? He would be angry if he did not write down all the names he asked him to...

"And... how do you leave?"

His face gave a lot away. Sabra noted the alarm and surprise, but it wasn't necessarily for the same reasons that her surprise had been when finding out about Paixao. Then again, Reno read people better than she did.

"...you don't." She felt her lips curl a little. There was something she didn't quite like about this one.

Again, he looked alarmed. This wasn't very good, not at all. He was sure the concern expressed on his face was easily discernable as being toward the fact, simply, that he was in Paixao, but... well, looking down, he sighed a bit and searched the ground, as if it would have an answer.

There was none.

A glance up from behind his bangs, "If you don't mind, miss, what is your name?" A smile slowly spread across it, and he tilted his head a bit as he looked up completely at her, trying to remain even as possible. "So I can at least say one thing might be familiar around here."

"Sabra." She said shortly. She still didn't like him, but at least he was human. There wasn't anything decidedly off about him, but that was probably what set off a red flag.

The smile was somehow not reassuring. She narrowed her eyes a little, "...and what is your name?" Sabra added after a small pause. Keeping track of people in Paixao might be useful, even if they seemed to not be important.

Now, Teru was a lawyer. He could see subtle changes in expression and analyze them accordingly. However, it seemed there was nothing subtle about the way Sabra was looking at him and so this prompted a slight frown.

"Mikami," he said in return. She wouldn't have to know his first name, and they weren't on that level of closeness. Her expressions made him decide that she wasn't worth that. Something about her made him uneasy too. Pehaps she was unjust.

That was all right; he could just take care of her whenever he needed to.

"...It's a pleasure," Sabra said, but without any real warmth. It was a formality. She had spent enough time talking to him, however. There were other things to do, like rendezvousing with the other Turks, if they were still here. "My time is short." That was her explanation for leaving.

Sabra did not turn her back on him, but she moved to the side to walk away. This let her keep him in the periphery of her vision for a while.

Next stop: Kira's Kingdom? Sounds like a theme park! [completed]

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