bound_to_water: (On the beach)
Princess Mercury [V3] ([personal profile] bound_to_water) wrote in [community profile] onepassingnight2012-11-27 12:14 am

Finding Comfort In The Waves

Ah... Paradise.

Princess Mercury sat on a rock, shoes resting in the sand nearby, yet safely away from water. Skirt was raised to her knees, the water-attuned senshi letting the crashing waves lap at her feet and ankles. There was even a seagull or two, the only sound aside from the natural sound of water ebbing and flowing. The water was perfect, crystalline and blue, the sky clear and the sand warm. Few things were on Earth that Mercury found rivaled her own planet, but the beach was definitely one of them.

Blue eyes closed as the sea breeze tousled her curled hair, one hand resting gingerly atop her Crystal, the other on the rock. Even the light mist that splashed onto her arm, her dress brought her comfort, some sense of peace. A break deeply needed, from planning and explaining and negotiating a new kingdom. She had averted something truly disastrous with her own two hands. Even now, nobody save her friends knew what truly happened, why the Ginzuishou was no more. And it would stay that way. To change thinking, to assure everyone the new rule was not something to be protected, but something to protect everyone.

She may complain, but as her eyes opened and she looked out at the scenery, she would smile. She was content, busy or no.
waterfell: (darkury ☿ going through the motions)

[personal profile] waterfell 2012-11-27 08:09 am (UTC)(link)
Dark eyes look back at blue ones. She feels something inside her that she isn't sure how to name. It's an anticipation. It's a meeting that she never thought would happen. Things like that don't happen, for her. Fortunate miracles are for the safe and blessed.

But there is only one person, in any world she's ever seen or been to or heard of, that calls her that.

"I didn't think to see you, after Econtra," she says levelly.
waterfell: (darkury ☿ moment of confusion)

[personal profile] waterfell 2012-11-27 08:31 am (UTC)(link)
It had been years since they'd last seen each other, and yet Mercury still couldn't bring herself to return the gesture. Her body tensed, unused to familiar touch.

Yet she didn't pull away, either.

Her next thought was much easier for her to focus on. "How long has it been since then?" Time has not always moved the same between the worlds she's seen.
waterfell: (darkury ☿ dispassionate)

[personal profile] waterfell 2012-11-28 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
"For the time being, my world is calm." The words say nothing of the battles that led to that calm: wresting control from Beryl, driving off the Death Busters, combating Princess Snow Kaguya, the Dead Moon, and even the Shadow Galactica. It had ended in defeat, once; they owe their current world and lives to the hope of a senshi from across the galaxy, Sailor Kakyuu.

She finds she isn't sure what to think of that. Hope has never been easy for her.

To her double, Mercury adds aloud, "I continued studying." Her proof that her life is her own.
waterfell: (darkury ☿ going through the motions)

[personal profile] waterfell 2012-11-29 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
"I still have goals I want to achieve," was her answer. She wasn't sure it was joy or a dream anymore; it was just something she kept doing anyway, something she had her own reasons for, something she can use as proof she has a life outside of battle still.

Something she decided when her mother was ill.

Mercury seats herself somewhat primly on the rock, as if it were a chair for a formal visit somewhere back home.
waterfell: (darkury ☿ going through the motions)

[personal profile] waterfell 2012-11-29 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
Mercury knows all the arguments: the past would have been destroyed, the planet lost, the war that cut past from present would have broken out. She believes those things.

But she knows they weren't the only thoughts in her mind. Not when the moment came, and probably not afterward, either.

"Is that what you were thinking all that time?" she asks her double. Looking into her own face - or slightly away from it, as she does now - makes it easier to question herself, and her own thoughts, without seeming to do so.
waterfell: (darkury ☿ burden of guilt)

[personal profile] waterfell 2012-11-29 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
It's that certainty she envies.

"If she's your enemy," Mercury observes, "there's no need to feel something over it." She's no longer the softer heart that might have argued for another chance, or another way.

But she also said 'if'.