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[Michiru sits at an easel, painting in delicate strokes as she bring fine details of her newest piece to life on the canvas. As she finishes a section she was focused on, she leans back just a little to view the whole work overall, gazing at it with an artist's eye for composition, checking at this pausing point to be sure that the piece still conveys what she wishes.

She's about to dip her brush into more color and start on another small section, when she pauses again, this time looking thoughtfully at nothing in particular, tilting her head curiously to one side and turning her attention to an inner feeling that she long ago learned to always listen to.

She glances toward her device and notices that it's on. Reaching for it, she gazes at the screen as the hint of a knowing smile appears in her expression.]

"Well then.... greetings to everyone. Has anyone noticed anything strange happening today? These devices don't usually record on their own otherwise, afterall."



[OOC: 4th is a go! everything is free reign at this point, I think xD have fun! ]

Ever since I came here, I've been unaffected by many of the usual requirements of a living person. In that light, I suppose my condition has been a little liberating.

Yesterday, for the first time since being here, I felt hunger again. It was rather chilling, considering the nature of that day. I'm only glad I wasn't as deeply affected as others in the city were, or things in our home might have ended rather differently.

To make us crave each other's flesh in such a way is...
I suppose it's right on par, in fact. For this place.

[Private to Hotaru]
How are you feeling today?

[Private to Haruka]
Considering yesterday, and that there may be other curses that would force us to quarentine each other, perhaps we could see about selecting a room in the house specifically for such times.

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[ooc: So affected by meme day xD ]

[Michiru is casually sketching the lines of her next piece of artwork when she first feels it. A tug in her connection with the sea. As a soldier, she's far too familiar with this feeling to ignore it, and she sets the pencil aside after only a brief pause before standing and walking towards the window to view the sea. A troubled expression brews in her eyes, and she touches her knuckles to her chin as she eyes the waters before her]

so unsettled....

[Trouble. Quite a good amount of it, as far as she can gather. But she can't tell the nature of what's coming. She reaches for her network device. Her tone is outwardly calm, but there's a current of tension and serious just beneath that. A lack of the cordial lightness usually present in her voice.]

[Audio Post to Haruka]

Haruka, how is your patrol doing?

[ooc:about to be captured in three... two...]

[The waves ease up on the shore with a quiet whisper, providing both backdrop and natural metronome to the smooth flow of music played on a violin. Michiru stands by the shoreline, the wind softly tugging at her hair and her dress. Her eyes are closed as she allows herself the moment of being embraced by the music and the comfort of the sea.]

What a troublesome day.

For the time being, I've had to confine both of our pets in separate rooms. I haven't known them very long, but this is the most ill-tempered I've seen them. Has anyone else been experiencing similar things?
I wasn't aware that curses could also affect our pets. It seems a bit pointless.

The sound of thunder and an earthquake that leads to the birth of a mountain in a single day. There is a legend like this in my homeland, about the creation of Mt. Fuji. Although, this mountain doesn't seem quite as impressive, it is nice to be reminded of home, even a little.

I've gathered a bit of information. According to some doctors, I have nothing to be concerned about as far as my... condition, however, I've also learned that someone in my state of being has never returned to their world. Not in memorable record at any rate.

I suppose that means I should work on settling in here for a while. Perhaps I should go job-hunting? It might be interesting.

( [Private Filter] )


[OOC: I hope i remembered the legend right x.x Also,her condition is being dead, o course :P gotta hurry to work, but I"ll get back to tags as soon as I can, and by about 11:00pm central time at latest xD]

[It's a quiet night in the senshi house. The device switches on to reveal Haruka and Michiru lying peacefully in bed nearby each other. For the moment, the craziness of the city is on hold, and whatever complexities need attending to can be put aside, because for now all is calm.

The time display on the device screen changes over to read 12:00 midnight, and suddenly Michiru's resting form is somehow scooted to the edge of the bed and dumped rather unceremoniously to the floor, like something simply brushed off the edge of a table.

She gives a startled little gasp at the rude awakening, and after a moment, her head pops up from the side of the bed, her expression one of utter bewilderment]




...Haruka?

I admit, of all the things I had expected death to be, this is surely the strangest. The dead and the living mingling easily amongst each other. It’s taboo, isn’t it?

Still, I cannot deny that I am grateful for it, if it means I can stay with you

Even with an explanation, I think this city will take some time to adjusting to. In particular, it's hard to believe that I've been here before, as an older self. Though I suppose I am grateful for that as well, considering I was in part responsible for this house.

I think I ought to spend some time getting to know my way around for a while.

( [Filtered to Haruka] )

[ooc:small strikethrough text are thoughts]

[The videocam on her communication device flicks on a moment the green-haired girl in a sailor fuku arrives in the city, lying prone on the floor and not really looking in terribly good shape. She's wounded pretty much everywhere, looking more like a target board for a darts game than the sailor soldier she actually is. She gives a weak gasp, and doesn't seem very aware of her surroundings. She's on the verge of death. A fine time to ariive to the city, no?]

.....

[OOC: Feel free to discover her lying in the city or to try and contact her, but likely she's not going to respond this time around. She's going to die in this post (hopefully in an oocly pre-arranged meeting with arrogantdancer ) and then come back City!Dead 24 hours later. I'm so kind to my characters :/ ]

[The senshi house seems a bit more empty today. Little touches of things, tiny missing details. A stillness in the air. It's not a workday for Michiru, and just moments ago the softest sound of brush on canvas gave life to this open space.

It's not there anymore though. Nor, for that matter, are there familiar dresses in the upstairs closet, or a violin resting safe in it's case near the drawers on one side of the bedroom. There are no collections of cosmetics, no small box of tasteful jewelry.. half of the bedroom is empty.

The only sign left of the artist, musician, soldier, and lover is a painting of the ocean and the sky, the waves reaching upwards towards the clouds as the winds tease them. However, it's not a completed work. the depths and shadows are clearly unfinished, and the picture fades into simplicity towards one end of the canvas. And one brushstroke ends very abruptly, so much so that even an untrained eye could catch the flaw.

It's the only sign left to read in the emptiness]



[ooc: okay, so my winamp provided me with a song too, if anyone's interested in a little bit of heartbreaking :p Go find Hayley Westenra's 'Never Saw Blue' and listen to it ;_;  very very beautiful. or, go here if you don't want to search x3: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PpR5FNFR9So ]

Everyone, I have an announcement to make. Haruka and I have been keeping a secret from you.. we apologize for having to do so, but we both thought it best that our daughter have a quiet start in life. However, I think now she is ready for introductions!

I would like you all to meet our daughter Yukari!


(ooc: It's not really a baby. It's...her violin.. with her aqua mirror attached to the neck...

...swaddled in baby cloth. orz.)

[The voice post sounds like Michiru; in tone set, subtleties, gentle flow and even that hint of humor that she's so fond of. The difference is, it's several octaves lower, distinctly male. ]

So, it's another transformation curse I see.

The City seems inclined to keep us busy for a while. The tribute tasks we've been set don't exclude us from the curses, I suppose, since I've been affected again. Still, it could have been worse. As with all the curses that change only form, this is more a curiosity than anything traumatic.

[her... his voice gains a slight hint of slyness.] After all, it's good to experiment, ne?


[OOC: As always, there SO MUCH going on in her head about recent events that she'll probably never talk about :p but I have to hurry D:. placeholder until I get back from work! Go ahead and tag, and I'll tag back later :D. ....BTW, THANK YOU ALL OF YOU WHO HELPED ME IN MY POLY TL;DR POST. <3 YOU ALL!]

It looks like Hotaru has returned home as well.

( Private||Unhackable )


Our house seems far quieter these days, doesn't it?

[OOC: Because I'm perhaps a little bit flighty and don't get aroud to things when I want to, I'm backdating this! I really really wanted to do this one and one for the christmas future curse :p So here we go!]


[As Michiru sits backstage post-performance, she can't help but notice she's still got that fluttery feeling in her stomach that had been there since Haruka had invited her up on stage to play a duet. Mentally she chided herself a little on the slightly school-girl feeling, but she couldn't help the subtle smile that rested on her face as she considered the days events. The invitation had been a very good sign after all. Perhaps things between them would finally start truly getting better]

[A very young girl, with wavy aqua hair clipped back in a loose ponytail, stands before Michiru's art stand. Of course, she wouldn't be able to reach the canvas itself if she hadn't pilfered a chair from the kitchen to stand on. She has a sligtly awkward 'palette' of color to work with, globs of paint plastered haphazardly on a paper plate, and she holds a brush with slightly more grace than your average five year old. Still, she's managed to get some of the paint on her face and hands, which she doesn't notice as she focuses on her 'masterpece']


[ooc: child!Michiru is a go! She has..... NO IDEA she's actually cursed today. xD Senshi House is welcome to action log, and others are welcome to comment, but she likely wont realize she's being video-caught yet x3]

[michiru pauses on her way past the living room of the senshi house to look up at a curious fixture hanging from a doorway. She examines it curiously, then smiles a little]

Mistletoe? The others started decorating, I see.





[ooc: FORGIVE MY SIMPLE POSTS D: It's me trying to stay active and not go hiatus.... again x.x ]

[A ruckus can be heard in the early morning hours in the senshi house. Michiru's bedroom echoes with her screams as she relives one of the most painful experiences of her career as a senshi. Unfortunately for her, it's also caught in an audio post]

[OOC: memory she's reliving is this one:



[ooc: quick post is quick. sorry for not being a bit more eloquent about things ^^;; I'll tag as much as I can before work! ]

Ara....?

Mah, This is a different look for me, isn't it?

[OOC: Backdate post ahoy! Because really..... it's just too adorable.]

I apologize if I confused too many people with my previous post. While I meant most of what I said, I don't actually have a Three Lights fan club membership.  I hadn't even heard of them until I came to the City after all

There seems to be a lot of activity on the Network today. Is everyone doing alright?



[ooc: 4th wall is dooowwwnnn, people! Feel free to have at, but don't be surprised if she tries to side step questions or hide reactions x3 ]