First Flame [ Action ]

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

[ Heading down the hall is a very confused and displeased looking teenage boy. He's dressed in normal street wear, has a cat hanging lazily on his head, and sword bag slung over his shoulder. Don't mind the fact that he seems to be talking to no one. ]

What the hell-I'm supposed to be going out to battle, not school!

[ Rin's got his letter of welcome out, and for the last few minutes he's been wandering around the grounds giving it the dead eye. Not even ten minutes before he'd found himself here he was on his way out to fight an incredibly strong demon with his classmates. He couldn't have taken a wrong turn... Did someone hit him upside the head when he wasn't looking and knock him in this dream world? That would be beyond ridiculous. He's had enough of space compression magic to fill a life time. ]

If I'm going to be stuck here [Dream world or not. ] The least they could have done was given me a map so I knew where this Fisherman place is...

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[spareglasses]

[Yukio's just left the library, two books in his hands, when he spots a familiar individual across the lobby. For a moment, he just stares, struck into silence by the appearance of Rin, here of all places. It's not like he's forgotten his brother, but for him to show up all of the sudden?

Clearing the lobby with long strides, he draws up to the other, a slight frown on his face.]

Nii-san--[How does he start? "When did you get here?" "How have you been?" "What are you doing here?" "What's going on back home?"

His eyes flick upwards to Kuro and then back down to meet his brother's gaze.] Did you get permission to have Kuro here? Pets aren't normally allowed.

[Way to be pragmatic, Yukio.]

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

[ Good ol' Yukio, he always knows what to address first.

However, Rin gives him the same stare he'd been giving the letter in his hands. Because the last memory of his brother was shortly before being pulled into a prison demon, so the look of surprise wasn't unexpected from his twin. But he at least was looking for a "good to see you're not dead" or something. ]

Heartless. I get out of prison on the first thing you ask me is if I asked some school head if I could have Kuro here.

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

If you're going to be stuck here, you should also stop talking to yourself.

[an amused female voice from behind says.]

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

[ He flinches and turns around. Where the heck had she come from?? ]

S-shut up. I wasn't talking to myself! [Except he totally was. ]

[remnantstrike.livejournal.com]

If you need to get to Fisherman's Horizon, I could show you the way. [Since she lives there and whatnot...]

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

Really??

[ Regardless of her already living there, she is now for the next ten minutes his favorite person. ]

[spareglasses]

[Yukio's actually about to make a sharp retort about his obligations here as an instructor, when the words "I get out of prison" hit him like a bucketful of cold water. He fixes Rin with a stare of his own, brow furrowing.]

You just broke out of prison?

[He'd heard of people coming from different time periods and had fully expected that to be the case with Rin here, since he has the sword with him, but this just might not be the case here.

Yukio's not entirely sure he likes the implications of that.]

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

...Well.

[ And his displeased look breaks into a smile. ]

Everyone came and got me, actually. I would have been stuck there if it weren't for them.

[spareglasses]

[The disgruntled look on Yukio's face remains there for a moment longer before finally dissolving into a small smile. Things would probably be a mess when--if--they ever got back home, but at least here, he could keep an eye on Rin.]

And the sword? They gave that to you as well?

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

[ Here's where Rin falters, thinking back to his rocky exchange with Suguro. ]

Suguro did... but I still can't open it. [ See Rin attempt. See Rin fail. ]

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

Then who were you talking to?

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

... [ Damnit. ] Ok maybe I was.

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

It's okay.

[She steps closer and puts her arm around your shoulder.]

Whenever you feel like talking to yourself, you can talk to me!

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

[ Don't mind him tensing up when she slings her arm around his shoulder. He's a healthy male trying not to notice her figure too much. ]

I don't even know your name...

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

It's Nura! Nura Nal. And you're Rin, right? Oh don't worry about me knowing that. I'm a precog!

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

Nuranal?

[ She gets a look of shock anyways. ]

You're a what? A mind-reader??

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

Nuuuura Naaaal

[She giggles.]

Nope! I see the future.

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

Nuuuurnall?

[ Sob can he just call her Nala, this is so confusing for him. ]

So you knew I was coming here???

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

[She just smiles, shaking her head a little.]

Just call me Dreamy. It's sorta my nickname.

[Again, she shakes her head.]

Nah. Just you speaking your name. The tension between here and the Dreaming is too taught to traverse that clearly.

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

Okay. Dreamy them. [ Maybe he'd try for her other name again, this one just made him sound even sillier than before. ]

Oh, I get it, you're called dreamy cause you can walk in people's dreams?

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

No. Because of this.

[and then just like that, in the blink of an eye, her eyes close and she starts to drop to the floor.]

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

Woah-!

[ And he'll be moving to catch her. ]

Fainting doesn't count!

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

[she droops in his arms, limbs heavy and motionless for several seconds. Her sleeping face breaks with wide, alert eyes and an O made with her open mouth. She gets upright and straightens, arms going around Rin for support.]

Whoa!!

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

[ He flounders to hold her upright. He has no idea what was going on anymore, but he'd rather not get yelled at for dropping someone. ]

Uwah?!

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

Ha ha. Sorry about that. But at least I gave you a warning!