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genessia2014-07-27 10:21 pm
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[Two inches of water isn't much to the average person who wakes up in The Bay. But Arrietty isn't...exactly...average. To anyone who might have been looking inside The Bay, the opened pod might seem like a malfunction. It's nearly empty, save for the box of items every person wakes up with and, of course, the very small Borrower sleeping inside. She sits up, yawns, and rubs at her eyes...then jerks forward with a gasp.]
Mama? Papa!
[She hesitates at the edge of the pod, looking left and right, listening intently. No sound of either. Best not to make too much noise, then, because she can definitely tell she's in the world of human beans. She stands on her toes, peering over the edge. That's a long drop. And from up here, she can't tell just how deep that water is. Too deep for her, she's sure. She turns to look at the box that she woke up with. There might be something useful in there she can use.]
[Hoisting herself up over the edge, she nearly tips in as she hauls out the contents. The brochure is "bean" sized, and she spreads it out, sitting on the bottom edge as she reads the words carefully. She looks at the bills, but they seem too large for her to carry. The little necklace and radio, however, are sized perfectly for a girl like her. She's reluctant to keep them, afraid the absence of such things might be noticed. But the brochure does seem to indicate that they're for her, and she has to admit, she likes the way the stones sparkle. She's never seen anything like them before, and she takes a moment to admire the necklace once it's fastened on.]
[Now for the radio. What a curious device. Furrowing her brow, she punches at the buttons with a finger, and anyone who happens to be watching their own radio might even see a flash of Arrietty's intense little face as she tries to figure out how the thing works. But the feed ends as abruptly as it came on, and she tucks the radio into the bag slung over her shoulder. Whatever this is, it must be useful, so she'll keep it.]
[Finally, there's the matter of getting down, and across the massive expanse of smooth water. Borrowers are resourceful creatures, and Arrietty is no exception. She gets behind the box, and pushes, gritting her teeth as she digs in her heels to shove it back and off the edge of the pod. It drops, landing into the water with a light 'splish' as it bobs placidly. So far, so good. Then she digs into her bag until she draws out a fishhook tied to a long strand of fishing line. She fastens the hook to the edge of the pod, then carefully slides down, giving herself a little swing so she can reach out with her foot and drag the box into place beneath her. She drops, and heaves a sigh of relief. Giving the fishing line a sharp jiggle to unlatch the hook, she coils the instrument back up and stuffs it into her bag once more.]
[One of the bills of money is actually put to use. She rolls it up into a tight cylinder, and uses it as a makeshift oar to push off, rowing her way slowly but steadily to shore. It's uncomfortable being out in the open like this. Any human bean might spot her, and she can't risk such things. Shawn was an exception, and a true friend, but not all beans are as good as he is. Once she's on shore, she scrambles out of the box and stealthily peeks outside to discover a very, very big new world. Her mama and papa aren't here to guide her. She's on her own, until she can find her way back home.]
Mama? Papa!
[She hesitates at the edge of the pod, looking left and right, listening intently. No sound of either. Best not to make too much noise, then, because she can definitely tell she's in the world of human beans. She stands on her toes, peering over the edge. That's a long drop. And from up here, she can't tell just how deep that water is. Too deep for her, she's sure. She turns to look at the box that she woke up with. There might be something useful in there she can use.]
[Hoisting herself up over the edge, she nearly tips in as she hauls out the contents. The brochure is "bean" sized, and she spreads it out, sitting on the bottom edge as she reads the words carefully. She looks at the bills, but they seem too large for her to carry. The little necklace and radio, however, are sized perfectly for a girl like her. She's reluctant to keep them, afraid the absence of such things might be noticed. But the brochure does seem to indicate that they're for her, and she has to admit, she likes the way the stones sparkle. She's never seen anything like them before, and she takes a moment to admire the necklace once it's fastened on.]
[Now for the radio. What a curious device. Furrowing her brow, she punches at the buttons with a finger, and anyone who happens to be watching their own radio might even see a flash of Arrietty's intense little face as she tries to figure out how the thing works. But the feed ends as abruptly as it came on, and she tucks the radio into the bag slung over her shoulder. Whatever this is, it must be useful, so she'll keep it.]
[Finally, there's the matter of getting down, and across the massive expanse of smooth water. Borrowers are resourceful creatures, and Arrietty is no exception. She gets behind the box, and pushes, gritting her teeth as she digs in her heels to shove it back and off the edge of the pod. It drops, landing into the water with a light 'splish' as it bobs placidly. So far, so good. Then she digs into her bag until she draws out a fishhook tied to a long strand of fishing line. She fastens the hook to the edge of the pod, then carefully slides down, giving herself a little swing so she can reach out with her foot and drag the box into place beneath her. She drops, and heaves a sigh of relief. Giving the fishing line a sharp jiggle to unlatch the hook, she coils the instrument back up and stuffs it into her bag once more.]
[One of the bills of money is actually put to use. She rolls it up into a tight cylinder, and uses it as a makeshift oar to push off, rowing her way slowly but steadily to shore. It's uncomfortable being out in the open like this. Any human bean might spot her, and she can't risk such things. Shawn was an exception, and a true friend, but not all beans are as good as he is. Once she's on shore, she scrambles out of the box and stealthily peeks outside to discover a very, very big new world. Her mama and papa aren't here to guide her. She's on her own, until she can find her way back home.]

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so seeing a tiny girl out of the corner of her eye isn't cause for alarm so much as it is curiosity and concern for pairs of much larger feet stomping around out here. miki abandons what she was doing a moment ago and gently drops to her knees near the nymph-like girl. she offers her a kind, friendly smile. ]
Hello there!
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[Her gaze flicks left and right as she retreats slowly, taking one backwards step at a time. Not all humans are bad, she knows this, but she's not exactly quick to place her trust either since she has seen some fairly mean ones too.]
...Hello.
[It's not easy for her to speak, but...well, she's a tiny bit curious. She hasn't seen a human with hair as colorful as Miki's.]
action;
[ miki refrains from asking if the girl is lost, needs help, or if she feels out of place in a world full of people bigger than her. no, that would be insulting. perhaps she used to be that sort of blunt, but her time as a cure has challenged and changed her perspective for the better. ]
My name's Miki.
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Here come the shenanigans!
Today was one of those days. Sensing Arrietty's mental distress she made her way leisurely over, nibbling on some mixed nuts and dried fruit her sister had given her and arrived just in time to see the borrower's box make landfall.
She didn't get far though. In mere moments Arrietty would find herself being lifted, scooped up by a pair of invisible hands. After a moment Koishi's obfuscating cloak dissolved, the bright eyed satori gently sliding the borrower into one hand, tipping the edge of her hat up slightly to get a better look at the newcomer. She had the warmest smile on, her face alight. The blue sphere hovering in front of her chest swayed gently from side to side, one of the cords that extended from either end looping itself into a loose heart.
"Wow! You ARE real! I thought you were in my head." A small laugh. "You're tinier than I am." At 4 foot something, it seemed a little silly to compare her height to that of a borrower. "My name is Koishi Komeiji. What's yours?"
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She'd been seen.
She backpedaled as far as she could, drawing her pin and trying to will her hands not to shake as she put on the most serious face she could muster. "Put me down this instant!" The girl seemed friendly enough, but she wasn't going to take any unnecessary risks. No one here was even remotely familiar, so she couldn't trust anybody either. At least, not so soon.
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She sat down on the spot. She was certainly strange for a bean. Her eyes radiated a chilly inner glow for starters. And her hair was a very light, almost mint green. Not to mention that sphere seemed to move and sway as if it were alive... Not to mention it looked an awful lot like a closed eye.
"I like your hair clip. It's just the right size for you. And that's a pretty shade of red. I like red. It's a very strong and vibrant color. I can't wear it though. I'm very very green. So I wear yellow instead."