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[princeproblems]

[The first thing Makoto experiences upon waking up is disorientation. One moment, she was in Tokyo, coming off of the high that came with their concert in the Tokyo Dome and chilling with her friends post-concert. The next? Well, she was washed up on some beach somewhere with a load of scratches covering her body and nothing seems to make much sense. It's quiet and eerie and Makoto is decidedly not good at handling that sort of thing.

She's jumpy and nervous at best, and probably prone to screaming if someone catches her by surprise. She wanders across the beach cautiously, trying to figure out what the hell is going on. And maybe, just maybe, there's a tiny voice at the back of her head reminding her that she's normally braver than this. Not that this situation is her fault, really.

After awhile of searching, though, she decides to call out for help.]

Hello!? Is anyone there!?

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[miell]

I said it was alright, didn't I?

[ His voice is gentle, though there's a bit of chiding in it. ]

There is a city I escaped from long ago that was lit up like this... it gave me pause. But there's nothing to be afraid about. Besides, I certainly am not sleeping on the ground!

[princeproblems]

[She sighs, accepting that he's gonna be okay at least.]

Hopefully this city isn't anything like that one. We'll figure it out, right? I don't really want to sleep on the floor either.

[miell]

Oh, as if I'd let you sleep on the floor. My wings do make for good pillows, so don't fret.

[ As they get closer, he can't help but feel a little more anxious. It doesn't really show on his face other than his pursing his lips together. High above the buildings of the city, he searches for a quiet place to land and does so carefully, looking around so the same thing isn't repeated. He doesn't want to see those machines pointed at him again... ]

[princeproblems]

[Well, thankfully, there's nothing there as far as anyone can see. And she's not going to fret. Much. Actually, she totally is, but she'd rather focus on getting them shelter.

Thankfully there's a quiet place to land towards the outskirts, where it appears barely anyone is out despite the apparent bustling of the city otherwise.]

[miell]

[ He sets them both down, folding his wings behind his back after a quick stretch--arms stretched above his head and wingspan spread its full width. It's enough to loosen him up a little. ]

You're used to a place like this... so perhaps you'd like to lead?

[princeproblems]

Eheheh... I could, but it's still waaaay different than anything back home. We're going to be lost no matter what.

[But she does take the lead, making a point to walk through the streets to try to keep an eye out for a hotel... or something.

And the first few refuse to take them. No money, and they clearly just rolled into the world. It isn't their first rodeo. But she keeps trying, and they do eventually find a place to stay. For the night, at least.]

[miell]

[ He lets out a little snort when he hears that, less at her directly and more at their situation. He can't help but be frustrated but resigned at the end of the night--it's not fair. Feeling out of his depth is just... horrible. He'd tried to turn on the charm as best as he could, but that didn't help in most cases.

'Monster'. 'Beast'...

He wasn't entirely surprised. It was the same thing back in Petir. No matter how much of the king's blessing he had, most still treated him like a dog off its leash. Aspen had kept his distance after the first few suspicious glances, hanging back and not speaking so Makoto could take care of their accommodations. Once they're alone, though... ]

Thank you.

[princeproblems]

[As time went on, the only thing Makoto could do was frown. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. She's not a monster, or a beast, no matter how much they insisted, and neither was Aspen despite his wings. At least, as far as she was concerned he wasn't.]

Don't worry about it. Everyone was being a huge jerk anyway.

[miell]

[ He shook his head, ambling towards one of the few mirrors in the room. How roughed up did he--urgh, he instantly regretted that decision. ]

While not untrue, I wonder if you'd have been better received if I was not with you. I don't see why they could call you a beast, after all.

[princeproblems]

If they don't take you, they're not getting me, though. We're in this until the bitter end now!

[She's not even paying any mind to the mirrors because she knows she looks like hell and honestly doesn't want to see it.]

[terraria]

While noble, there's really no reason to do that.

[ It's a gentle reprimand, before he's rummaging around with a huff. ]

Suppose it was too much to imagine they would have anything lying around...