*excited SQUEEING here*
May. 23rd, 2004 09:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
senashentaOh my God.
I am getting so much joy from WeiB Kreuz.
So. Damn. Much.
*very very happy Sena*
Omi amuses me.
Oh, and here's a {blonde} joke that Mom got in her inbox, printed, and then left sitting out on the table. I thought it was funny as hell, so I'm sharing it:
A blonde is walking down the street with her blouse open and her right breast hanging out. A policeman approaches her and says, "Ma'am, are you aware that I could cite you for indecent exposure?"
She says, "Why, Officer?"
"Because your breast is hanging out."
She looks down and suddenly says; "OH MY GOD! I left the baby on the bus again!"
*gigglesnort*
Heh heh...
And of course!
It had been a long time since she had last stayed in her apartment in the Palace. A very long time, and she wasn't sure she wanted to be back at all.
Her aqua gaze surveyed what had once been her bedroom, taking in everything in a slow, sad way, before coming to rest on the mirror that adorned the back of the closet door. One haggard eye stared back tiredly, while the other, of course, saw nothing.
It was hard to believe that the reflection belonged to her.
As long as it had been since she had stayed in her old room--or even set foot in the apartment she had once shared with her partners, Josei and Amai--it had been even longer since Hikaru had laid eyes on a mirror.
She didn't like what she saw.
I look like Hell, never mind that I'm a woman again...
The thought made her frown. She had never thought she would go back to being female...
But the truth was that she had given up her male form a long time ago, shortly after the destruction of the Moon Fighter. She just hadn't spent enough time in her civilian form since the war started to really even notice the change back.
One hand brushed at her shirt absently, and her good eye drifted across the room to the dresser... where she, in the past, had kept all of her pictures. Now, though, they every frame was gone, having been tucked away into a drawer to collect dust and, she had hoped, be forgotten.
Pictures of Josei and Amai, her best friends. Pictures of the others--the other Starlights, the children and the Knights. Pictures of herself, only when she had chosen to be male, with various people, including a lovely brunette who was usually caught with a tolerant half-smile on her face, or heaving a frustrated sigh.
I need to get out of here.
There were memories everywhere she turned in the apartment, and even moreso in her bedroom. Memories that she didn't want to remember at all.
Now I know why I don't come to the Palace very often anymore...
It brought things to mind that she had long ago decided to forget.
Hikaru stepped out into the hallway, shutting the door behind herself with a quiet click, and stuffed her hands into her pockets as she headed down the corridor toward the kitchen.
She still remembered the way, of course, despite not having set foot in the building in some ten years. And she had to eat something--she was barely more than skin and bones anymore... not that she really cared.
I've got to keep my strength up.
She's be leaving tomorrow, anyway. She didn't want to stay. Didn't want to chance running in to one of the Knights, or being cornered by the Princess, but figured she should at least make use of the Palace resources while she had the chance.
There was no one in the kitchen.
Not surprised in the least, she set to rummaging around for something to eat. Anything to eat. It didn't matter what, so long as it wasn't army rations. An apple, a sandwich, a bowl of soup.
The creaking of a door signified someone else entering the room, and she tensed automatically, spinning away from the cupboards to face--
"Ne... Hikaru-san?"
The voice was familiar, but at the same time not quite the same as it had been. The face was even worse. Hikaru found herself frowning--something she did a lot of nowadays. "Kairu."
"What are you doing here?" The redheaded woman, who reminded her so much of her parents, was clearly surprised to see her.
"Kakyuu-hime called an audience with me," Hikaru muttered, returning to the cupboard, "I'm leaving tomorrow."
Kairu was quiet for a moment, then; "I... heard she might be creating more Moons, you know..."
"Aa. She hopes new Starlights will turn the tide of this war." The aqua-haired Light couldn't keep the bitter tone out of her voice, "it's a rediculous dream. No matter how many she trains, they'll never be strong enough."
"How do you know, unless you try?"
"I know!" Hikaru snapped, turning to glare over her shoulder at the younger woman, "none of us were strong enough! How could new Starlights--new children--" she broke off with a sharp bark of a laugh. "It's not going to work... but I suppose Kakyuu-hime has to at least pretend that there's some hope left for Kinmokusei."
There was a scraping noise as Kairu pulled a chair away from the counter and seated herself, perching on the edge of it, to watch as Hikaru continued to shuffle through boxes of crackers and other foods. She wasn't really looking for anything anymore. She wasn't even hungry.
"How have you been doing, Hikaru-san?"
"How do you think?"
Kairu frowned. The scars that laced Hikaru's body certainly should have spoken for themselves. "You don't look very good."
"I've been on the front lines for years, Kairu." Hikaru replied softly, and then added; "and I'm doing better than everyone else. They're all.." trailing off, she stopped before she could say dead. Instead of continuing with that sentence, she opted for a topic change. "How's everyone doing around here?"
"We're coping," Kairu shook her head slowly, and Hikaru once more glanced over her shoulder, her remaining aqua eye catching the overhead light. "Endo-sama... we haven't seen him in a long time. He just took off, after the destruction began, and... well, you know how he is. The rest of the Knights are all... they... I mean, Ren-sama doesn't talk much to anyone, and..." clearing her throat, she finished with; "they're all breaking down as the stupid war goes on, but they won't admit it."
"Hm..."
She wasn't really surprised.
"Akio-kun isn't great either," she continued sadly, "he's never really recovered from when Suta-san... ah. Anyway, the war is taking it's toll on him. Probably because of his Empathy, you know..."
Hikaru sighed softly and shut the cupboard she was looking through, turning to face Kairu as the girl kept speaking, her arms crossing over her chest and her face turning down so her gaze could focus on the tile floor.
"He's trying his best for Chika-chan and Hide-kun, though. He's always been strong, so he's trying to pull them through." One finger tapped against the countertop absently. "I'm working at helping Kakyuu-hime, and Riyo... he tries to help me, but sometimes he just gets in the way." Hesitating, she added, "he's offered to help train the new Starlights, along with some of the Knights... and I think Kin-kun might do the same."
"Because I won't have anything to do with it."
"Hikaru-san... what else can Kakyuu-hime do?"
That was the problem: there was nothing else.
Maa. Gomen ne, Hikaru! ;__;
Ne, Cassandra-san... about right in regards to Kairu? I'm hoping not to butcher her personality all that much, but I'm iffy on how she'd be, exactly, given the war and everything that'd happened...
Yeah.
Anyway... this one takes place a while after the last one, during Hikaru's next visit to the Palace, which is about... three years later, give or take?
She, ah... doesn't go there often.
Hikaru: .....
Um. Yup.
Three sets of eyes watched her from the doorway, and as she was far from stupid she was fully aware of that fact.
"I'm only blind in one eye, you know." She called, her voice laced with sarcasm. "I can see you over there, so you might as well just speak up. What do you want?"
"Ah!" An unfamiliar voice as the girl with beige hair and vibrant green eyes jumped a little and then bowed twice in quick succession. "Gomen nasai! We were just... um, curious... you... you're Hikaru Kou, aren't you? Sailor Star Hunter?"
Hikaru's gaze was appraising as she turned her head to actually look at them: the one who had spoken, who sported pale sand-colored hair, was standing just in front of the other two, one of whom had orange hair and the other of whom had red. It was obvious that they were sisters--and probably twins--despite the difference in their hair color.
"Aa."
The girl bowed once more, her hair bobbing behind her, and Hikaru suddenly realized, surprised, that it was tied back into a long and terribly familiar ponytail--
"You're the new Starlights." She observed flatly.
"Hai." The one with red hair nodded, peering past her friend, "ah... watashi wa... Jidaino Nazoko, des. This is my sister, Nozomi... and Miru-chan."
"Hajimemashite!" The orange-haired girl, Nozomi chirped.
Hikaru could help frowning. She reminds me of Yuki already...
"Anou... Hikaru-sama," Miru continued tentatively, "we were just... I mean, we don't hear much about the Starlights, you know, no one really wants to talk about them..."
The biting tone to Hikaru's reply made all three of them blink.
"And what makes you think I do?"
And... maa. Cassandra-san has to go back to school.
Yuki: No more fun chats at night?
No so much anymore, Yuki-chan.
Yuki: Mou. ;__;
I agree.
Sigh.
Guess it can't be helped...
Now I have to go do the damn dishes. Well, crap.
I am getting so much joy from WeiB Kreuz.
So. Damn. Much.
*very very happy Sena*
Omi amuses me.
Oh, and here's a {blonde} joke that Mom got in her inbox, printed, and then left sitting out on the table. I thought it was funny as hell, so I'm sharing it:
A blonde is walking down the street with her blouse open and her right breast hanging out. A policeman approaches her and says, "Ma'am, are you aware that I could cite you for indecent exposure?"
She says, "Why, Officer?"
"Because your breast is hanging out."
She looks down and suddenly says; "OH MY GOD! I left the baby on the bus again!"
*gigglesnort*
Heh heh...
And of course!
It had been a long time since she had last stayed in her apartment in the Palace. A very long time, and she wasn't sure she wanted to be back at all.
Her aqua gaze surveyed what had once been her bedroom, taking in everything in a slow, sad way, before coming to rest on the mirror that adorned the back of the closet door. One haggard eye stared back tiredly, while the other, of course, saw nothing.
It was hard to believe that the reflection belonged to her.
As long as it had been since she had stayed in her old room--or even set foot in the apartment she had once shared with her partners, Josei and Amai--it had been even longer since Hikaru had laid eyes on a mirror.
She didn't like what she saw.
I look like Hell, never mind that I'm a woman again...
The thought made her frown. She had never thought she would go back to being female...
But the truth was that she had given up her male form a long time ago, shortly after the destruction of the Moon Fighter. She just hadn't spent enough time in her civilian form since the war started to really even notice the change back.
One hand brushed at her shirt absently, and her good eye drifted across the room to the dresser... where she, in the past, had kept all of her pictures. Now, though, they every frame was gone, having been tucked away into a drawer to collect dust and, she had hoped, be forgotten.
Pictures of Josei and Amai, her best friends. Pictures of the others--the other Starlights, the children and the Knights. Pictures of herself, only when she had chosen to be male, with various people, including a lovely brunette who was usually caught with a tolerant half-smile on her face, or heaving a frustrated sigh.
I need to get out of here.
There were memories everywhere she turned in the apartment, and even moreso in her bedroom. Memories that she didn't want to remember at all.
Now I know why I don't come to the Palace very often anymore...
It brought things to mind that she had long ago decided to forget.
Hikaru stepped out into the hallway, shutting the door behind herself with a quiet click, and stuffed her hands into her pockets as she headed down the corridor toward the kitchen.
She still remembered the way, of course, despite not having set foot in the building in some ten years. And she had to eat something--she was barely more than skin and bones anymore... not that she really cared.
I've got to keep my strength up.
She's be leaving tomorrow, anyway. She didn't want to stay. Didn't want to chance running in to one of the Knights, or being cornered by the Princess, but figured she should at least make use of the Palace resources while she had the chance.
There was no one in the kitchen.
Not surprised in the least, she set to rummaging around for something to eat. Anything to eat. It didn't matter what, so long as it wasn't army rations. An apple, a sandwich, a bowl of soup.
The creaking of a door signified someone else entering the room, and she tensed automatically, spinning away from the cupboards to face--
"Ne... Hikaru-san?"
The voice was familiar, but at the same time not quite the same as it had been. The face was even worse. Hikaru found herself frowning--something she did a lot of nowadays. "Kairu."
"What are you doing here?" The redheaded woman, who reminded her so much of her parents, was clearly surprised to see her.
"Kakyuu-hime called an audience with me," Hikaru muttered, returning to the cupboard, "I'm leaving tomorrow."
Kairu was quiet for a moment, then; "I... heard she might be creating more Moons, you know..."
"Aa. She hopes new Starlights will turn the tide of this war." The aqua-haired Light couldn't keep the bitter tone out of her voice, "it's a rediculous dream. No matter how many she trains, they'll never be strong enough."
"How do you know, unless you try?"
"I know!" Hikaru snapped, turning to glare over her shoulder at the younger woman, "none of us were strong enough! How could new Starlights--new children--" she broke off with a sharp bark of a laugh. "It's not going to work... but I suppose Kakyuu-hime has to at least pretend that there's some hope left for Kinmokusei."
There was a scraping noise as Kairu pulled a chair away from the counter and seated herself, perching on the edge of it, to watch as Hikaru continued to shuffle through boxes of crackers and other foods. She wasn't really looking for anything anymore. She wasn't even hungry.
"How have you been doing, Hikaru-san?"
"How do you think?"
Kairu frowned. The scars that laced Hikaru's body certainly should have spoken for themselves. "You don't look very good."
"I've been on the front lines for years, Kairu." Hikaru replied softly, and then added; "and I'm doing better than everyone else. They're all.." trailing off, she stopped before she could say dead. Instead of continuing with that sentence, she opted for a topic change. "How's everyone doing around here?"
"We're coping," Kairu shook her head slowly, and Hikaru once more glanced over her shoulder, her remaining aqua eye catching the overhead light. "Endo-sama... we haven't seen him in a long time. He just took off, after the destruction began, and... well, you know how he is. The rest of the Knights are all... they... I mean, Ren-sama doesn't talk much to anyone, and..." clearing her throat, she finished with; "they're all breaking down as the stupid war goes on, but they won't admit it."
"Hm..."
She wasn't really surprised.
"Akio-kun isn't great either," she continued sadly, "he's never really recovered from when Suta-san... ah. Anyway, the war is taking it's toll on him. Probably because of his Empathy, you know..."
Hikaru sighed softly and shut the cupboard she was looking through, turning to face Kairu as the girl kept speaking, her arms crossing over her chest and her face turning down so her gaze could focus on the tile floor.
"He's trying his best for Chika-chan and Hide-kun, though. He's always been strong, so he's trying to pull them through." One finger tapped against the countertop absently. "I'm working at helping Kakyuu-hime, and Riyo... he tries to help me, but sometimes he just gets in the way." Hesitating, she added, "he's offered to help train the new Starlights, along with some of the Knights... and I think Kin-kun might do the same."
"Because I won't have anything to do with it."
"Hikaru-san... what else can Kakyuu-hime do?"
That was the problem: there was nothing else.
Maa. Gomen ne, Hikaru! ;__;
Ne, Cassandra-san... about right in regards to Kairu? I'm hoping not to butcher her personality all that much, but I'm iffy on how she'd be, exactly, given the war and everything that'd happened...
Yeah.
Anyway... this one takes place a while after the last one, during Hikaru's next visit to the Palace, which is about... three years later, give or take?
She, ah... doesn't go there often.
Hikaru: .....
Um. Yup.
Three sets of eyes watched her from the doorway, and as she was far from stupid she was fully aware of that fact.
"I'm only blind in one eye, you know." She called, her voice laced with sarcasm. "I can see you over there, so you might as well just speak up. What do you want?"
"Ah!" An unfamiliar voice as the girl with beige hair and vibrant green eyes jumped a little and then bowed twice in quick succession. "Gomen nasai! We were just... um, curious... you... you're Hikaru Kou, aren't you? Sailor Star Hunter?"
Hikaru's gaze was appraising as she turned her head to actually look at them: the one who had spoken, who sported pale sand-colored hair, was standing just in front of the other two, one of whom had orange hair and the other of whom had red. It was obvious that they were sisters--and probably twins--despite the difference in their hair color.
"Aa."
The girl bowed once more, her hair bobbing behind her, and Hikaru suddenly realized, surprised, that it was tied back into a long and terribly familiar ponytail--
"You're the new Starlights." She observed flatly.
"Hai." The one with red hair nodded, peering past her friend, "ah... watashi wa... Jidaino Nazoko, des. This is my sister, Nozomi... and Miru-chan."
"Hajimemashite!" The orange-haired girl, Nozomi chirped.
Hikaru could help frowning. She reminds me of Yuki already...
"Anou... Hikaru-sama," Miru continued tentatively, "we were just... I mean, we don't hear much about the Starlights, you know, no one really wants to talk about them..."
The biting tone to Hikaru's reply made all three of them blink.
"And what makes you think I do?"
And... maa. Cassandra-san has to go back to school.
Yuki: No more fun chats at night?
No so much anymore, Yuki-chan.
Yuki: Mou. ;__;
I agree.
Sigh.
Guess it can't be helped...
Now I have to go do the damn dishes. Well, crap.
