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月野 うさぎ || セーラームーン ([personal profile] inthenameofthemoon) wrote in [community profile] melodiesofcrack 2016-08-26 07:37 pm (UTC)

Usagi Tsukino || Sailor Moon

[2] Do You Like Your New Life? [2]

[ There's nothing out of the ordinary in the Historical District of the kingdom. People and moogles alike are doing their own thing, and yet amongst the hustle and bustle and sitting all alone (minus her moogle hovering about a foot away from her) is Usagi, white mage hood down to let her odango hairstyle free to flap about in the gentle wind, sitting on one of the many fountains. Laying flat on her lap is her her staff and in one hand is the Red Crystal she had woken up with, and in the other is a rather precarious crystal on a gold chain that reflects a bright almost silver ethereal light whenever the sun shines directly on it.

She's looking down at the two, rotating both of the gems in the palm of her hands, face scrunched up in what seems to be deep thought. She lifts up the red one to look through it in the sun, then the silver, back and forth before she sighs, head slumped forward in defeat.
]

... is something wrong, Kupo?

[ Suddenly, Usagi rears her head back and lets out a very long and annoyed whine, startling her moogle and anyone who just so happens to pass by her. ]

Why does this thing have to be red? Red's not my color!

But... that's the color you're wearin--

Pink! White! Rainbows! Rei-chan's always been the one to rock red more than me! Isn't there some way for me to change the color of this? [ Pause. ] And while I'm at it, isn't there another way to store this outside of putting it in a purse? I lose things really easily and I don't want to lose this crystal!

[ Her hand holding the red crystal is shaking furiously at the Moogle..... and with one final shake, accidentally sends it flying into the air backwards towards some unsuspecting soul. Her moogle has the most horrified look on her face, while Usagi just stares blankly at the sudden empty feeling in her hand. ]

Ah.



[4] Crystallis de Chocobo [4]

W-wow.... you're huge...

[ When she had been informed, Usagi hadn't believed that large chicken looking like things existed, much less existed and people used them as a mode of regular transportation. Her moogle, Kupop Kuri, or as she liked to call her Kuri-chan, had immediately led her to the chocobo farms and after about 45 minutes of whining and complaining, they had made it to their destination.

And now Usagi was standing in front of a training Chocobo that was almost twice her size, staring down at her with a rather curious gaze, head tilted to one side.
]

Well, uh... I suppose I should say, please take care of me? [ She bows her head in respect to the large bird, albeit a bit nervously. What she doesn't realize is that now that her head is bowed, she doesn't see the chocobo leaning its head down, opening it's beak and.... ]

ACK! NO! [ Why yes, that's right. The chocobo may have decided that one of the buns on Usagi's head looked good enough to munch on. ] YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO EAT MY HAIR!




[7] I Believe I Can Fly [7]

[ When Usagi had first heard about Air Ships, the first thing she had imagined initially was a jet liner, the 747's that left from Narita International Airport and travelled all across her world with ease in their air compressed cabins and their airplane food and cramped spaces.

But, now, standing on this airship headed for another major city (which, admittedly she forgot the name of because who keeps track of these things anyway?), Usagi just stands in awe as the wooden airship seems to cut through the blue skies and the white clouds with ease. Her eyes are alight with excitement as she looks over the deck railing, moving back and forth and pointing down with squeals to her moogle who looks shocked at how much energy this Hero of Light has.....

... over flying in the air.

What a strange girl.
]

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