Jun 23, 2021 7:36 PM
sakura in eclipse
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In a little house in a little suburb a man and his sub are having chicken and mushrooms in cream sauce for dinner. The latter is kneeling, mouth open to receive forkfuls.

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And there's a weird blue flash in the air - strange symbols briefly glowing - and then a woman appears, landing smoothly on her feet. She's wearing a dark blue sweatshirt or something under a pale green vest - looks almost military, or else someone who really likes tons of secure pockets - and loose black pants, also featuring a ridiculous number of pockets. Her eyes immediately dart around under her bangs, and her pink hair's fairly short and messy, controlled only by an alice band or something with a metal plate in the middle.

She finishes scanning the room pretty quickly, gaze then snapping to the two she's interrupted. Her posture's wary, closed in.

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"Hello?" says the one with the fork. A mushroom slides off it onto the kneeling man's thigh.

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"...Ah. Hello."

"...I apologize sincerely for intruding. I appear to have been transported to an unintended destination."

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"Where... were you trying to go?" asks the fellow with the fork. The other grabs a napkin and tries to get sauce off his pants.

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"Konohagakure no Sato."

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"Is that in Japan?" asks the kneeling one.

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"...I'm not sure what's 'Japan.'"

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"...where's Kono-all-that, then?"

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"...In the Land of Fire, part of the Elemental Nations. Where is this?"

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"The United States," says the one in the chair. "Uh, my name is Brian and this is my sub Jackson."

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"I'm Haruno Sakura. I don't recognize 'the United States.'"

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"Sakura's definitely a Japanese name, it's those cherry tree flowers," says Jackson.

"More than one language can have the same name in it, I guess," says Brian. "Uh, Jackson, go look up a map."

Jackson hops up and scurries to the next room.

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"My name does mean 'cherry flowers'..." she says. "Is it unusual, that I wouldn't know what the United States or Japan are?"

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"Uh, they're countries," says Brian. "And you have a Japanese name and speak English. Also your hair is pink so probably you aren't from a monastery or something... yeah."

Jackson returns with a laptop displaying a Mercator projection of the Earth.

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She examines the map, brow furrowed.

"...I think I might be very far from home. I don't recognize any of this."

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"How can you be a space alien if you speak English and have a Japanese name?" asks Jackson.

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"I honestly have no real idea. I know dimensional travel exists, though. Some people can make portals between worlds with different sorts of base rules... But I haven't heard of two worlds being so similar they have the same languages but different nations before."

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"I've never heard of a mage who can make portals," Jackson says, "and I went to magic school."

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"'Base rules' varying means magic, usually, at least for worlds we can survive being in. My world has a sort of omnipresent energy we call chakra, which everyone can manipulate, but most worlds lack it entirely." She frowns. "I'm not trained in sensing natural chakra, but - your world probably doesn't have it, either."

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"...don't think so, yeah," says Brian. "I might have heard the word but I could be mixing it up with something else, like tai chi maybe."

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"Yeah."

"The problem is I can't make portals, do not know what I did, and do not know how to get back at the moment."

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"You could maybe get a teleporter to figure it out," says Jackson.

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She nods. "Teleporting and portal making are often related in my world, too. I'm sorry to keep imposing, but - could you tell me how to find a teleporter?"

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"I can ask people I know from school if any of them know anybody?" Jackson says.

"Yeah, you do that," says Brian, and he pulls Jackson in by the braid for a kiss before releasing him to complete this task.

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"Thank you," she says, still sincere.

"I have some questions about this world, sort of just in general, but I would like to repay you for your kindness, as well."

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