1 || Half A Hero

[ladyhyperion.livejournal.com]

This dream is set on a beach with ruins embedded in the cliff that rose from the sand, cracked stairs leading up to a building above that's also falling apart.

Seira herself sits on the remains of a pillar, bare toes curling in the warm sand. The wind off the sea tugs at the grasses and her hair, seagulls crying above and the smell of salt fill the air. Despite the lonely nature of the setting, the young woman seems almost happy to be there.

It's home; or had been once upon a time anyway.

There's a ragged photograph clutched in one hand, and she looks at it with a nostalgic smile. "I guess...there's no going back, is there?" She asks, not expecting a reply.

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[waterfell.livejournal.com]

"I don't know them in the least, but, if they make trouble, I'll defeat them." She smiles too-brightly, as if this is part of the fun for her. It is. She's used to thinking of most creatures or monsters as trash, controlled by the ones above them.

"So are you ready? You can always run away and hide if you're scared of fighting them."

[ladyhyperion.livejournal.com]

"Forbidden are probably what would give us the most trouble, they're already dead and if they get desperate they'll just pop your head off. Unless there's Tonberries, then we're completely screwed. Shouldn't be, but after the Lunar Cry and Time Compression... monsters aren't always where they should be." Seira's tone was that of someone giving a mission briefing.

She smirks, "I've faced worse."

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

There's an answering smirk. She's starting to like Seira. "If you believed all that nonsense about 'pop your head off' and 'completely screwed', you wouldn't be looking forward to this."

"If you're going to act like I need a briefing, make it relevant. What sort of other abilities do they have?"

[ladyhyperion.livejournal.com]

"Forbidden aren't something to mess around with." Seira replied, all seriousness. "Tonberries may be kinda cute and harmless looking but they're among the most dangerous creatures on the planet. They're slow, and that's the only thing that can save your ass.

"Other than that, there's your usual low level monsters, the worst of which would be Blobras. They're always weak against one element though, so if we're lucky it'll be something one of us can cast. Buel's aren't affected by magic and they rely on it themselves, just wack them a few times and they'll go away."

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

"Understood." She was grateful for the information, and another time she might have let herself get wrapped up in it, but right now she's also much more eager to put it to use. "Shall we go, then?"

"I kind of want to meet these creatures." It's been awhile since she's had much of a fight. It'll be good to let loose.

[ladyhyperion.livejournal.com]

"Just don't go expecting it to be a cakewalk." Seira shrugged, rolling a shoulder before leading the way. It was a good walk down the beach to begin with.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

For her answer, she simply extends her hand. Her sword appears in her grip as she closes her fingers around its hilt.

"Let's go."

[ladyhyperion.livejournal.com]

Seira gave the dagger's appearance a strange look, somewhere between curious and apprehensive. Edea had controlled ice like that, during the parade and afterwards in Galbadia Garden. She didn't say anything though, but it put her on edge.

"I hope you're not gonna stand in the background and make me do all the fighting for you."

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

"Don't be more of a fool than you can help. I'm holding this, aren't I?" Mercury makes a small gesture with the sword in hand. It should be obvious that if anything, she plans on the opposite: enjoying herself while leaving very little for Seira to claim.

[ladyhyperion.livejournal.com]

"You're also wearing a short skirt." Seira pointed out, like it was supposed to be an obvious reason to come to her conclusion.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

To her, that's entirely irrelevant. "And?" An arched eyebrow doesn't bother waiting for Seira's answer before Mercury turns away, and starts to go on ahead.

[ladyhyperion.livejournal.com]

"And you're going to look like a moron fighting when you're flashing your panties for all the world to see. I'd see about getting some shorts or something for under that next time you're in town." Seira rolled her eyes, easily keeping pace.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[Seira, seriously. What are you even.

Though it's not the first time even a senshi has objected. Venus, in some worlds, had hated the uniform at first, wanting armor like something from an anime instead. So she tried it - and was useless when the weight of the armor didn't let her move and she had to transform into the senshi fuku anyway.]

We've learned over time, this is what protects us best and lets us fight.

Now do you intend to keep whining about it, or do you intend to be ready for the fight coming? I won't save you if you're busy with useless things.

[ladyhyperion.livejournal.com]

[Trained as a mercenary since the age of about seven, that's what. Also; practical.]

You're lucky I'm not a guy and you'll be the useless one.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

The guy who tries something with me will also get hurt.

[Look but don't touch. This is not a hard lesson once she breaks an arm.]

[ladyhyperion.livejournal.com]

Doesn't stop them from trying to begin with.

[Or knee them somewhere unpleasant.]

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

That's their own concern.

[And if they want to think they can treat any part of her body however they want, they can stand for her treatment of theirs in return.]

They can reap the cost of their own foolishness.

[ladyhyperion.livejournal.com]

Pretty much.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

Then why keep running your mouth about it?