Setsuna Meioh | Sailor Pluto (
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[A new woman's face make an appearance on the communicator. She is sitting at a cafe in Traverse Town's first district with it propped up against something on the table. She seems fairly comfortable with using it. Her dark hair falls over her shoulders and she brushes it back without thought. A cup of tea can be seen sitting in front of her and she sits before it with an elegant grace about her. She is in fashionable civilian clothes and she offers the broadcast a warm, if small, smile.]
Hello. My name is Setsuna Meioh. I've been filled in on what I believe are the basics of this place and what has been going on. Or at least that this is a very elaborate dream world. I'm afraid the Moogle could not give me much information on who was here or who would be a good person to speak with about the current problems that result in people being pulled into dreams that are not there own. Or why they are being attacked in them for that matter.
[She sighs, letting it turn into an action that cools her tea. She raises the cup to her lips, sips, and then sets it back down, she looks down at the tea with a pensive expression.]
I thought I was done worrying about being attacked in my dreams. I suppose my prediction that the peace would not last was accurate.
[She looks up. Trying to appear cool, calm, and collected. It's fairly successful except for the tiny bit of worry in her eyes.]
I'll be at this outdoors cafe if you would like to meet in person. I do prefer speaking that way over communication devices like this...but I can understand if you are shy to meet me. I only wish to have more information.
[The feed will end there. If persons are in the First District of Traverse Town feel free to sit and join her. The bag the moogle gave her rests on the table and obviously she hasn't made her Dream Eater yet. Perhaps you would like to give her some advice]
Hello. My name is Setsuna Meioh. I've been filled in on what I believe are the basics of this place and what has been going on. Or at least that this is a very elaborate dream world. I'm afraid the Moogle could not give me much information on who was here or who would be a good person to speak with about the current problems that result in people being pulled into dreams that are not there own. Or why they are being attacked in them for that matter.
[She sighs, letting it turn into an action that cools her tea. She raises the cup to her lips, sips, and then sets it back down, she looks down at the tea with a pensive expression.]
I thought I was done worrying about being attacked in my dreams. I suppose my prediction that the peace would not last was accurate.
[She looks up. Trying to appear cool, calm, and collected. It's fairly successful except for the tiny bit of worry in her eyes.]
I'll be at this outdoors cafe if you would like to meet in person. I do prefer speaking that way over communication devices like this...but I can understand if you are shy to meet me. I only wish to have more information.
[The feed will end there. If persons are in the First District of Traverse Town feel free to sit and join her. The bag the moogle gave her rests on the table and obviously she hasn't made her Dream Eater yet. Perhaps you would like to give her some advice]
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How did you come by this knowledge, Ms. Meioh? Is it something your queen informed you of? Or something you inherently know as the Guardian Time?
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[She'd rather NOT say that some of it was later reinforced by experience. It wouldn't make for very polite conversation.]
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If you will permit me a somewhat less dire topic, though: How is your tea? I have yet to enjoy a cup from the cafe here. There is a tea shop in the Fourth District that provides a wide variety of blends at favorable prices.
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The tea is nice, though I do generally prefer to brew my own. I suppose a man such as yourself would know how to brew a good cup though.
[She smiles.]
I heard about that from a lovely young lady. She apparently helps there. I suppose I will have to check that cafe out next.
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And I will have to turn my attention the beverage selection here at some point. Their food is acceptable, as well. Though, in truth, miss, I would prefer my own cooking if I had access to a regular kitchen. I prepared a great number of my employer's meals along with my own. It is a soothing exercise.
[And a familiar one that he misses in all the novelty of this place.]
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[This places has kitchens right? Perhaps it's trouble finding ingredients or someone to loan him a kitchen to use.]
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Nor should I wish to impose upon you for very much longer, miss. I would be happy to show you the safest routes about town if no one else has provided a guide in this matter, yet. There is a map developed by a gentleman named Agent York for Traverse Town that has identified key areas where Nightmares gather. It is available on the communicator.
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[She can't offer much more in terms of advice, seeing as she is still so new.]
It's quite all right. You have been very pleasant company. [She pulls out the communicator again to look at it. She's figured out the basics of its operation and she doesn't think it will provide much of a challenge.] I believe I can figure out the functions of this device from here. I had a few others offer to come meet with me and I would hate to leave before doing so.
[She pauses and then adds.]
I appreciate the offer of an escort though.
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And you're very welcome to call upon my services as an escort whenever you should like. I would consider it an honor. [His lips quirked up in the ghost of a smile.] Good day, miss.
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I will keep that in mind. You have a good day as well.
[She was pleased that so far her company had been nice. She hopes that continues.]