[OPEN] Days go by...

[unetrustworthy]

Characters: Midii Une, Zatanna Zatara, Aya & OPEN
Date: Month of June
Location: Various (specified in Headers)
Situation: Various (specified in Headers)
Warnings/Rating: None to start; will warn if anything pops up

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MIDII - (Fire Sector)

[She was on the roof.]

[Not an uncommon place to find certain individuals, granted, but...certainly not the first place one might normally find her. Midii's reason for being up there, though, was twofold. The first, and much simpler explanation, was that she was looking for a moment of privacy. The streets and open grassy areas were all full of people. It was difficult to find any place where she wouldn't be lost in a crowd. So she'd found a nice, open seat on the edge of a rooftop. Her legs lightly swinging over the edge as she ate her lunch--a stuffed pastry bun, with a canister of tea and small bag of cookies.]

[Her second reason, however, was the view. From the ground, it wasn't quite so noticeable, but once she had enough elevation...she was sure of it. That glow in the distance. Not a reflection of any of the sector's fire displays, but something else. It was curious. Dim enough that she couldn't see where it was coming from just yet, and that made her all the more--]

[Her train of thought was interrupted mid-bite as the very building she was on suddenly shook. Not violently, but enough to startle her into dropping her pastry. Down...down...several stories down.]

[Wincing, she peered over the edge with a sheepish look on her face, hoping it hadn't...actually hit anybody.]

Sorry!

[So much for privacy.]


ZATANNA - (Welcome Center)

[As the continued sole runner of the Welcome Center, Zatanna had to devote a LOT of her time to the place. Which, admittedly, wasn't so difficult when she also lived in one of the back room areas.]

[As Spring--or what passed for Spring in Keelai--was making itself more wetly known, the now 19-year-old Mistress of Magic was busy with the usual cleaning. Occasionally, one might even wander in through the front door and find her floating several feet in the air, legs crossed in what seems like it would be a comfortable position if it had been in a chair. She had a piece of chalk in hand, a small bowl full of what looked like salt in the other, and was drawing strange symbols on various corners of the room, above the windows, and over the doors.]

[Once in a while, she might be seen in the common room large plush chair, by the fireplace, with a large kedanese spell book in hand. Idly flipping through the pages while occasionally making notes in her own private spell book.]

AYA - (Multiple Locations)

[Up in the air.]

[Moreso than usual, that is where people will find the young Green Lantern. On occasion, she would be traveling to an intended location, but more often than not, she would be simply patrolling. Maintaining as casual of a presence as possible so as not to alert any potential danger. Eyes constantly scanning the streets below for signs of danger. Or, more preferably, a familiar face to encounter.]

[Only then would she gently lower herself back down to ground level, greeting the presence with a warm smile and nod of acknowledgement.]


MISC.

((If there's any specific scenario or location you'd like to encounter one of the three girls, feel free to specify in a starter header, or else contact me at hina_mun and we can hash something out!))

Comments

[ten_zero]

"Greetings, Aya. I've been here for some months now but I am still meeting other foreigners.

"I am somewhat familiar with unique energies. Hopefully, they were less onerous to come by than mine."

[looksfine]

"It was not onerous at all. My energy signature is innate. I was born with it."

In some ways, she was born from it.

[ten_zero]

"Are you looking for anything in particular above the city?"

[looksfine]

"At this time, I am not. You could say that my routine of scanning the streets and population from above has become...something of a habit."

Some days were uneventful, but sometimes--like right then--something new would appear. Be it a face, presence, event, or piece of information worth distributing to the masses via Network broadcast.

[ten_zero]

Scanning? Interesting choice of words.

"I can see that. Are you very protective of Keeliai?"

[looksfine]

Habitual choice of words, moreso.

"I am protective of any and all worlds that have sought my assistance or aid." Because that was how she viewed her 'abduction'. As a...slightly unorthodox means of recruiting her to help where help was needed most. "Keelai does not take precedent over any other world in the same position, but it is the one that I currently reside in. As such, I will continue to do my best to protect it to the best of my capabilities."

[ten_zero]

"I was a protector of my world as well. This one doesn't seem to be as in dire need of saving, however. I hear scattered rumors of cultists, but they stay hidden, with their patron long destroyed."

[looksfine]

"Not any longer, no." Aya agreed. "But the rumours are not without merit. This city may, perhaps, not be in dire need so much as it is aware of an ongoing threat we must uncover and deal with in the most appropriate manner."

Cultists, yes, but also the ongoing recovery of Tu Vishan. The unsettlement between locals and those who hail from far away universes. Those who attacked the Cherrywood Healer.

Among others.

[ten_zero]

"Do you work alone?"

[looksfine]

"Only during the periods in which most organic beings are engaged in their regular sleep cycle. Otherwise, I am quite capable of mutual collaboration and allying myself with any whose intentions are equivalent to mine."

Or, really, with anyone who had proven themselves on the side of good.

[ten_zero]

Mag tilted her head. It seemed like there was a much less elaborate way of saying that.

"But you don't habitually work as part of an organization. Are you planning to join the police force?"

[looksfine]

Ah, but if that was what she was looking for, she should have specified in her question.

"I already have offered my assistance to the police force. Much as I worked with the Green Lantern Corps back in my own universe of origin."

[ten_zero]

"I..." Mag was a bit confused, she figured that 'do you work alone' would be interpreted in context. She didn't know of anything that didn't intuitively make that leap, even Cephalons.

"Oh, okay, sorry. I was confused." She shook her head out of habit. "What's your opinion of the police force?"

[looksfine]

It was as she said before, albeit in a slightly less clear manner: she currently worked alone often, but had allies whom she would ready and willingly work with.

"Apologies are not necessary. And as for the police force, my current opinion of them is...optimistic. I believe, if not necessary, then still important. It demonstrates a willingness to collaborate in an attempt to bring order and objective law. Is this not what we were summoned here for, after all? To help?"

[ten_zero]

Mag nodded. "I'm not sure if I was summoned to help, explicitly at least. No one seems sure why foreigners continue to arrive after the end of Malicant. Not to say I don't want to help regardless but... there are so many unknowns."

[looksfine]

"Perhaps it is because of these unknowns that our presence remains necessary."

[ten_zero]

"Maybe."

"Well," Mag said, "I don't want to hold up your scanning anymore than I already have."

[looksfine]

A nod of acceptance.

"It was no trouble. I am glad we were granted the opportunity to converse."