http://therealspock.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] therealspock.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2007-04-06 07:59 pm

Hiro's Arrival [Active]

Character(s): Hiro, Jazz, Timcampi
Content: Hiro's arrival.
Setting: Joutenheim gate
Time: Afternoonish
Warnings: None yet.



What was going on? He tried so hard to get back to where he needed to be, and it wasn't working. His powers weren't working.

Hiro's heart wasn't in it fully, faultering with conflict. He had tried to be a hero. He wanted to be.. but he couldn't. He failed to save her.

Charlie.. I'm sorry..

One minute he was back in Japan, at his job. Everyone was living their daily lives, but this wasn't where Hiro was supposed to be. He clenched his eyes tight, took a deep breath, and concentrated.

Please.. let it work..

He reopened his eyes, in a world entirely unfamiliar. A gate seperated him from a city, but it was entirely different from Tokyo or New York. The clothing was different. And he didn't remember a gate; if either city had a gate he would have certainly noticed it. New York definately had skyscrapers, but no gates. So then..

"Name?"

Hiro jumped back, rather startled. "..Nani?"

"Name?" The guard spoke again.

"..Oh! My name is Hiro Nakamura, and I am on a mission to save the world!" He chirped, smiling. The guard looked unamused, but that didn't phase him.

"Here you are, thank you and welcome to Paixao." Hiro took the small object that was presented to him, curiously looking it over. He could think of many ways to use it, but they were probably not the official one. Walking through the gate, Hiro stopped and glanced around with awe.

"...Wow.."

[identity profile] highminded-jazz.livejournal.com 2007-04-08 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
Jazz had spent a few minutes (well, actually, it was closer to an hour) with the journals. Her brother's reaction to her was, to say the least, very unsettling and she had resolved that she needed to find him as soon as possible. But, of the utmost importance, she wished she had pockets.

If it hadn't before, it was really starting to sink in that she was totally alone in this strange place, and that the blond haired people were all ignoring her, or were staring into space. One of them even sounded suspisciously like Paulina!

She placed a hand over her eye and let out a frustrated sigh. She couldn't move about this city alone! Something didn't seem right about working on her own. Unfortunately, there didn't seem to be a viable partner anywhere! And she groaned again and turned back towards the gate.

There! There was someone who looked out of the ordinary! And he seemed to have some sort of facial expression! Perhaps he would be able to help her, or vice versa.

It didn't take much for Jazz to convince herself to talk to the (friendly-looking) stranger. She ran up to him, waving all the while. "Excuse me! Excuse me!!"

[identity profile] not-a-snitch.livejournal.com 2007-04-08 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
Timcampi was sad and lost, but fortunatly clothed. For the most part.

He'd accompanied his new friend, Hanataro to the clothing place and in exchange for some random shiny things they had found outside, Tim now sported a very large shirt that covered him almost completely. (They were going to get some pants but they were out of his size.)

Once they'd taken care of that, Hana had said good-bye to Tim, saying something about finding a friend of his, and left the little golem to himself.

This was okay, because he'd peeked in on his journal while Hana was looking for clothes, and he found that Miranda and Allen were here all safe and sound! And they were meeting up soon!

In....another place.

That he had no clue about. Huh. Maybe there was a map on this thing.

Tim fiddled with the journal for moment, but only succeded in having it scream "ERROR" at him. He gave up and decided it was best to have someone show him.

He looked around for a moment and saw a few smart looking people. Without hesitation and he took off in their direction.

[identity profile] highminded-jazz.livejournal.com 2007-04-09 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
Jazz almost faultered when she heard the struggling English. This... might not be good, but she had little to no choice at this point. She glanced back at the new stranger approaching them, and almost froze. But, this was no time to freeze.

"Uh, hi. My name's Jazz Fenton," she said by way of introduction. "I... was hoping to find someone to travel with, while we're stuck here."

She grimaced, expecting him to say no at any moment.

[identity profile] not-a-snitch.livejournal.com 2007-04-11 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
As Tim approached the few smart looking people he had spotted, he stopped when he saw how much taller than him they were. He felt slightly intimidated for a moment, going up to two strangers who may or may not be Akuma in disguiese. He paused for a minute, almost five steps from them and concentrated on them. After a few wierd silent seconds he opened his eyes, satisfied they weren't evil agents of the Earl and finished coming up to them.

Not really waiting for the two to finish their introductions he took one little hand and roughly tugged on their pants legs. He pointed vigously at his journal screen and then looked back up at them. His tail, which seemed bigger than he was, wagged curiously behind him.

He needed help with the journals, or at the very least, a map. Then he could go find Allen if he forgot about him.

[identity profile] brushwork.livejournal.com 2007-04-12 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
"I am sorry, I told you before, I do not carry anything on me to give to you..."

This new voice belonged to a strange creature, human-like except for the obvious wolfish features and crimson-marked white fur that covered her. Amaterasu had somehow acquired a hanger-on, a white weaselly creature with glowing yellow eyes, to which she had just been talking. A Lumen of some sort, but Ammy didn't know that. It kept following her, and she had guessed it was because it wanted something from her. Food was the first thing that came to her mind, but considering that she lacked much of anything, she didn't have any to give to this persistent critter.

She spied the small group of people ahead and stopped. A small smile pulled at one corner of her mouth as she continued walking forwards. "My greetings to you," she said to them, looking at each of them as she spoke.

[identity profile] highminded-jazz.livejournal.com 2007-04-12 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Jazz didn't realize there were so many people in the area, really! She looked around, and she wasn't sure what she was supposed to think about all the people there! Or, they weren't really all human, were they? She reminded herself that this was the Ghost Zone, and these things were to be expected!

Right, then. She tried to smile, but it came off as more of a nervous grin. "Uh... We're in Paixao, I think. That's what the-- teleporter?"

She stared at the curious Japanese man for a moment and placed her hand to her forehead. "No, no, no! It's not a teleporter! It's a... type of computer! Computers don't teleport people," she said with a laugh and a smile, which she tried to extend to the newcomers.

Man, this would be an odd party, she realized.

[identity profile] not-a-snitch.livejournal.com 2007-04-16 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
Timcampi blinked up at the man when he asked him about a teleporter?

What?

No it was a--oh the girl had explained it to him. Well atleast one of the people he ran to was actually smart. He turned his head to her and decided to tug on her pants again to get her attention, completely ignoring the guy. He wanted that damn map!

He pointed some more to the journal. He really hated the "No Talking" thing.

[identity profile] brushwork.livejournal.com 2007-04-22 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
Amaterasu cocked her head in mild amusement at the others. She certainly hadn't had any intentions of joining a team or anything...she'd just thought that perhaps she would ask the nearest passer-by about the location of the nearest shop (or whatever passed for a shop around here). However, as she listened to everyone talk, she thought that maybe there wasn't any rush to get anywhere, after all.

"Of all the things I imagined finding here, I never imagined I'd find a superhero," she said, and then, to everybody, "The name's Amaterasu. How do you do?"

[identity profile] highminded-jazz.livejournal.com 2007-04-22 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Jazz had already introduced herself to Hiro, but she didn't think she'd done the same for anyone else. Her eyes wandered towards the person tugging on her pants and her eyes widened just a moment. She wasn't sure what the kid was wanting-- except that it had something to do with the journals. "Huh, what is it, uh, little guy?"

She looked at her own and flipped it open, her eyes scanning over the contents again. After a moment's search, she found a map. They were near the Joutenheim map, weren't they? And... She still had no clue where she should look for Danny.

"Okay... we're in Joutenheim..." She mumbled more to herself. Would it be better to head towards the center of the city? Actually, it probably would. She left a note for Danny, and closed the journal, and closed hers, a smile crossing over her face when she finally heard Hiro's tail end statement.

"Ah, My brother's a superhero too!" And she glanced at Amaterasu, a nervous smile on her face.

"Um... Well, do you guys think we should head towards the center of the city?" It seemed like a good enough plan to her! Unless someone had something different, anyway.

[identity profile] not-a-snitch.livejournal.com 2007-05-03 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Timcampi stared at the redhaired girl for a moment as she began to play with her journal. At the time he was currently ignoring the others that had walked up. He needed that map, and the girl seemed to remotely understand him.

He saw her open the maps up and as he watched he locked that bit of information in his mind. As a golem whose partial funtion was to record, his memory was damn near photographic.

Confident that he could easily do it again, he looked down at his own journal and clicked it open. He played with a few buttons and soon brought it up. He was able to find what he was looking for. He grinned wide at the girl, letting his shark-like teeth show brilliantly and he...

...ran off as quickly as he came. He needed to go find Allen immidiatly. He didn't want to be stuck in this city by himself, not one bit.

[identity profile] brushwork.livejournal.com 2007-05-07 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Amaterasu barely flicked an ear at Timcampi's disappearance. "Odd little creature," she mumbled to herself. "Seems a bit impatient though..."

She glanced at Jazz for a moment. "So many superheroes around here, it seems. As for where to go, I would not mind whatever," she said. "Although...would there happen to be a shop of any sort around there? I need to, ah, restock some of my supplies, since I appear to have lost them when I came through that gate. Rather a pity, since there was quite a bit of stuff that I had..."

[identity profile] dix-des-coeurs.livejournal.com 2007-05-08 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
Time stopped.

This was, however, a routine occurence, at least to the person causing the halt.

Luxord stepped out of the newly-appeared portal of darkness, appraising the scene frozen before him. The red-haired one was the one he was after.

He was momentarily distracted, however, by the boy. He had power over time. This could prove to be quite interesting...

But then the Superior's threats to Larxene came to mind. Being disobeyed twice in such a short span of time was sure to incur his wrath, and that was never fun for those on the receiving end.

The consequences did not outweigh the benefits here.

Luxord sighed slightly and, taking hold of the girl, reentered the portal, allowing it to close behind him. Maybe another day.

Time resumed.

[identity profile] brushwork.livejournal.com 2007-06-04 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Watching the girl disappear had a bit of a stunning effect on Amaterasu - it surprised her so much that she couldn't help the growl that escaped her. She knew people didn't just disappear like that unless they had some kind of hidden power...or unless some sort of foul play was involved. What rattled her the most was that she hadn't even been able to sense anything as it had happened. Some goddess she was!

"How do you suppose we do that?" she asked, looking over at Hiro. She was all for saving people - that was one of the reasons she'd been brought back to life in the first place, after all - but she wondered how far they could actually get. "Whoever or whatever did this didn't leave us much to go on."