RP: 5th XF [Prelude] Point of Origin

[raz]

Nicholas Saiga breathed deep as he stepped onto the Yūgumo. The noticeable push of the new cruiser's cool, recycled air refreshed him as he exited of the stuffy shuttle that had brought him here. It surprised him how busy it was, considering the late hour, but from what little news he'd heard since his return to civilization, this type of constant activity shouldn't be unexpected. He was still finding it hard to believe that the war against the SMX had taken such a disastrous turn for the worst in the time that it had taken him and his comrades on the Goban to do, well, whatever it was that they did.

The trip from Kyoto had seemed quick enough, but then again, how could it have not seemed quick? A good rest would do that; it had been the Heisho's first good, comfortable, uninterrupted sleep since the beginning of his previous post. It was all just happening so fast. From the speedy re-assignment, to being awarded medals and ribbons he didn't even know he deserved, to the deluge of news concerning the war, the young Geshrin couldn't help but feel a little disoriented. Nick was happy to be here, though, even in spite of his remorse that he couldn't continue to serve on the Goban.

He stood there on the deck for a while, bag slung on one shoulder, Type 29 SMG on the other, taking the time to examine part of what would be his new home. His hastily-donned 5th XF nitô heisho pin sat crooked on his dirty uniform. Although he'd had time to clean himself, Nick hadn't been returned his belongings until just before he boarded the shuttle, and was forced to wear the soiled attire at his disposal. It embarrassed him somewhat, but there wasn't much that could be done, so he didn't give it much thought.

After a time, Nick hailed the WIES, standing at attention as he spoke. "Nicholas Saiga-Heisho, reporting for assigned duties,â€

 

[Fay]

Xanatos nodded at the fleeing Santo Hei. They would all meet later. The white-haired Yamataian entered the bunk to find both Roken and Kishou. He spoke timidly, "Hello, my name is Xanatos Zarthe, Itto Heisho. It is a pleasure to meet both of you." He walked over to a nearby bed and set some of the containers that he was carrying next to it.

 

[Eric]

Akira's ears twitched as he heard footsteps coming from the quarters that bordered his own. His head shifted ever-so slightly, emerald orbs taking in the appearance. One that he had come to know the night before; the visage that was Urameshi Tesuro. With one graceful movement, he shoved himself off of the wall, and in a clear standing position. Looking directly at the frozen Tesuro; his lips curved slightly, opening as he did so, his white teeth sparkling. He knew now, as he had not earlier at the party, the preference of Tesuro. And unfortunately, it was not Akira; perhaps he did prefer those risqué neko. To Akira, a sad fact, but he could settle for friendship with the Tesuro; who did seem to grow on you after speaking to him. The young Yamataian figured this to be to his innocent naïveté; or presumed innocence. Akira had his speculations as to what had gone on with Kiyoko-Shosa: But he couldn't let that sadden him. Surely a waste though; such a pretty boy.

"Why, hello there Tesuro-san,â€

 

[Blackdragon]

"Hey there Xan,â€

 

[Andrew]

(GM Note: If everyone could, I would like those who's characters that are awake to kinda finish up here quick so I can close this thread and open the mission thread. I am hoping to do so tonight, so finish up )

 

[Fay]

Xanatos nodded silently and started to unpack his things. All he really had with him was the standard issue items that all Star Army personnel receive along with a few scraps of paper that he took notes and sometimes wrote poems on. Sleep was far from his mind right now. Xanatos wanted the meeting to come faster, but time crawled along at its usual, snail pace...

 

[Cannonball]

"Hello! I'm Kishou, pleased to meet you, Xanatos.â€

 

[Fay]

Xanatos blinked with a growing blush as Kishou did this. He turned away and pretended to be busy shuffling some papers about. He lightly shook his head, trying to get the blush to go away.

 

[Blackdragon]

Roken frowned at the answer he was given, there was more to it than that but he was not going to get a strait answer, I guess a little sleep couldn't hurt, Roken thought. He looked over at Xan; he smiled when he noticed him trying to hide his face. This is going to take some getting use to.

Roken made himself comfortable on his bunk and closed his eyes "I hope things get a little bit more interesting in the morning,â€

 

[Tesuro]

Frozen in time Tesuro stood, staring at Akira with a quizzically blank look upon his face. It took Akira's elegant voice to bring him back from his panicked trance. Never before had Tesuro been confronted with so awkward a situation, and thus was not adept at responding and handling one as most others would be. Despite this, he knew that it was imperative that he clear the air with Akira, while trying his very best not to offend the fellow. Other events of the morning had shaken him up to a great extent, making it all the more difficult to piece together his thoughts. Taking a moment to collect them into an orderly sequence, he spoke to Akira in an expedient manner, trying desperately to veil his nerves.

"Oh--Akira-san! I umm...wasn't expecting to see you here. D-don't take that the wrong way though; your company is quite pleasant!" Tesuro began on a rather shakey note. Still, he continued, "Akira I suppose it is best I simply be blunt with you as I'm sure you'd like me to skip the sugar-coating. You have no idea how sorry and embarrassed I am at the way I acted last night at the party. I was simply stressed by...various factors which made me respond to you in an incredibly inappropriate manner. I like to think that I am a very open-minded and liberal person...I have absolutely no issue with the way you are, though I know it may have seemed otherwise. However, despite that, I do not have the same interests as you do...and it is entirely my fault that I did not simply say such. We haven't known one another very long, but I would like it if we could still be friends and look past this rather embarrassing incident..."

He ended his final word with an awkward, hopeful smile. He found Akira very interesting, and could tell simply by looking at him that the extravagance of the man was evidence to the fact that he did not think as other individuals did. In that, he intrigued Tesuro and wanted to learn more about him. In short, he hoped that Akira could be his first true friend in his isolated life.

((OOC: This will be my last post for this topic. I apologize for not posting earlier but I had to work. Once Eric responds that will end this particular exchange and I believe that will mean we are all ready to move onto Mission 001))

 

[Eric]

Akira merely stood there and listened as the young and vital Tesuro made his awkward explanations. He did have to stop himself from laughing at one point; when he was trying to explain his own sexual orientation. He had a look of patience upon his visage; serene, tranquil; alluring might fall into the category of descriptions too. Though he had not been offended by Tesuro's actions; as there were many fish in the sea. He did have a sense of gratitude that Tesuro had sought to explain himself and apologize; pin-pointing the blame on himself; which was true. They did seem to be quite opposites; though not to extremes, Tesuro seemed to be a little in limbo; where as Akira seemed to go into the category of extremely confident, patient, and all those other magnificent things that people love to think about themselves. Most of that was true; but there were still some things that could pulse even Akira's nerves.

"It's quite alright, Tesuro-san,â€