What, you got some sort of photographic memory or something?
[ She means it as a joke, a comment easily brushed aside. And brush it aside she does, the thought disappearing from her mind almost instantly as the conversation bumbles on towards past events. She nods, expression sobering somewhat. It's nice to have a gala, sure, but it seems like a cover-up for recent events more than anything. ]
I'd rather have people handing me free drinks than trying to kill me with disease, you're not wrong about that.
[ Even if she's more resistant towards human-manufactured disease than most. But, speaking of disease, she nods her head towards the entrance. ]
You should probably get inside, before you freeze. I'm sure your boyfriend wouldn't like it if I kept you out here.
[ Because surely a pretty girl like Misa would have a boyfriend already waiting. ]
[ She comments, just for an FYI. Though, what the other says is true - it is freezing out here, and she'd very much like to go inside. Though her childish expression melts into something a little more forlorn before she speaks: ]
And if you must know, my boyfriend isn't here. He's...you know.
[ Forceful glance up to the sky, trying to hint that he was up in Thesa. No point in lying about it, and besides, she liked letting everyone know she had a boyfriend now that she was out of the confines of her model career. Now that she's had a chance to really look at the other's face, she is a little interested by that strange lifespan - yeah, she saw lots of weird ones these days, but this one is particularly out of the ordinary. It probably wouldn't hurt to investigate a little. ]
You know, you're just going to get cold out here too. [ So she should follow her inside, is what she's implying. ] I'll forgive you for laughing at me if you don't try anything funny, okay?
What, run off with some other woman and left you in the cold?
[ Just kidding. She does know, but it's still so hard to resist adding in a small jab here, another jab there. The joke's shaken off quickly, her mien sobering once more. ]
If he does ever do that, tell me and I'll kick his ass straight off this planet.
[ And that's no joke. If there's anything she can't stand, it's disrespect towards women, either from a man or another woman. Though, somehow she suspects that if this mystery boyfriend tries anything, Misa won't need to call anyone about it. She looks slender, but there's something about her attitude that suggests steel underneath. ]
Fine, fine, I'll stop. Plenty of other people inside anyway.
You don't have to worry about it, because we're going to be in love forever. I just have to wait for him to wake up, is all.
[ This sounds like a super cheesy and unrealistic thing to say, but with her tone of voice, it's clear that she's 100% serious. Light said he'd love her forever, and she's so lovestruck that she believes it...and there's no way she's going to stop loving Light.
Either way, she makes her way (carefully) into the large open room of the main hall, people coming and going through the numerous open arches. It takes a moment for her to try to take it all in and scan the room for prospective free food and drink. ]
I'm serious, don't make a scene or anything, - oh, what should I call you?
[ Wow. That's, uh, some strong belief right there about her rock solid future. Must be nice, to have such fervent faith in something as turbulent as love. Her own doubts about Misa's relationship remain quite high, but she wisely keeps it to herself, and instead takes her time to peer about the main hall.
And to protest, gently, at Misa's remark. ]
Hey, I said I wouldn't do anything, didn't I? I don't break promises.
[ And that much is fact. As for her name....she grins wolfishly. ]
How about 'Mystery Lady'?
[ Thanks for that one, Krieg. (Never mind that Misa can probably see her true name floating right above her head.) ]
[ Ha Ha, very funny. Yoruichi Shihoin was a pretty easy name to remember, anyways. She feigns confusion, her small brows furrowing a little bit. ]
Is that supposed to be your nickname or something? [ Misa will just, continue looking around for a drink, which she locates quickly and nods her had in the direction to beckon the other to follow. ] But probably no one calls you that for real.
[ It has a nice ring to it! Like Where In the World is Carmen Sandiego, but instead Where in the World is Mystery Lady (or it would be, if she had any idea who Carmen Sandiego was).
Idly, Yoruichi follows behind Misa. It's not like she has anything better to do, and Misa's providing plenty of entertainment. ]
One person does actually call me that, but he's not really sane. Good company though, if you ever need something blown up.
[ That's a perfectly normal pastime though, right?? ]
[ That didn't sound too...legal. It sounded super suspicious?? Most of her concern is hidden since she strides in front of the both of them, brushing past the occasional gala-goer. ]
Mystery Lady is just kind of a weird name to call someone, is all. Other than that one person, others must have called you something else! [ She takes a short glance back at the other while walking. ] Everyone just calls me Misa.
[ Sometimes you just gotta blow things up. Preferably the bad guys and/or abandoned buildings in remote locations, but life isn't always kind like that.
But alright, alright, she can acquiesce and hand out her real name. It's not like it carries much impact here in the foreign lands of Wyver and Olympia. ]
Let's see...three's been Captain, Commander, Lady Shihoin, "hey you", insolent cat.....take your pick.
[ All of them applicable at some point in her life. She pauses, plucking up a small pastry from a nearby try to give it a good stare. Looks delicious. ]
But if it really matters to you, you can call me Yoruichi.
Wow, you have a lot of names. [ The pastries look good, but they probably have too many calories, so she refrains, picking a single strawberry from a platter of fruit laid out on a table they reach. ] I'll just call you Yoruichi, then.
[ While she eats the tart fruit, she looks at her again, pursing her lips when she's finished. It wouldn't hurt to prod a little, not in a way that could be seen as suspicious, but just curious. ]
So, is there some reason people call you a cat? Like you have nine lives or something?
[ It wouldn't be the most outrageous thing she'd heard while on this planet. ]
[ The pastry's popped in her mouth, chewed then swallowed. Delicious! She makes a small noise of delight and then immediately pops two more in her mouth. If they're gonna shower her with free food, might as well take advantage of it. She's dead anyway, caloric intake ain't gonna matter.
Her mouth's full when she looks back at Misa, and it's a couple seconds before she finishes chewing and swallowing to answer. Table manners, what are those? ]
Maybe it's because cats are my favorite animals.
[ They're definitely at the top of her list, and not just because she can turn into one. ]
But yeah, you could say that. I'm pretty lucky as far as staying alive goes.
[ Next to her, the plate of pastries is diminishing rapidly. She picks up another, then offers it to Misa. ]
You sure you don't want one? They're really pretty good.
[ She declines immediately, like she didn't even consider it, waving her hand for extra emphasis. She didn't look this petite and doll-like with no effort, after all, even if the pastry is tempting. Instead, she just keeps plucking singular strawberries from the table, keeping them in her hand in case some hoard of people came by and started taking from the platter. ] I'm an actress, so I have to watch my figure.
[ Misa explains, watching the other party goes gorge themselves with a lack of envy on her features. ]
You can have my share, since you seem to like them so much. [ Her share of whatever she hypothetically would have taken from the platter herself. ] You're not worried about gaining weight?
[ She asks out of simple curiosity, no malice in her voice. ]
[ Isn't there this thing called exercise....But hey, more food for her! No complaints. ]
Your loss.
[ The words are quickly muffled by another pastry being stuffed in her mouth. Might as well take advantage of the food now, who knows when she's going to get the chance to eat like this again, especially with the threat of war looming on the horizon. (Because as much as this gala is supposed to promote peace and goodwill, it's obvious tensions are still sky-high.)
Her mouth is still full when Misa questions her again, and it's a second before she finishes chewing and swallowing enough to answer. ]
I exercise plenty. I can give you suggestions if you want, since you're so worried about your figure.
[ They will be 100% serious suggestions and not made up at all. ]
[ Dieting was easier than exercise for her - how was she supposed to look this cute if she was exercising? Her makeup might melt off. ]
I don't like sweating. [ It's gross. And dieting seemed to work just fine for her; it's not like she had any particular desire to eat any of these sweets anyway. She's satisfied with eating another strawberry, enjoying the tart flavor, though she does wonder how fruit like this is available in the dead of winter. ] Plus, who would exercise outside in this kind of weather?
[ She's imagining like, going on runs and things like that. Gross!!!! ]
[ Nothing but hot sticky jungle for most of what the eye can see. A few lagoons too, but even those trend more towards warm and relaxing than cool and refreshing. Her type of land, but apparently not Misa's.
She pauses in her pastry-eating, shooting a pointed look at Misa. ]
You know you can exercise indoors, right? There are places called training grounds, gyms....plenty of places with four walls and a roof. [ And air conditioning!! One of the greatest inventions of mankind. ] What if some guy comes up to you and tries to steal you away? Wouldn't you want to be able to kick him in the balls and throw him over your shoulder?
[ She's good at controlling her expression, so all her comment gets is a little flicker, the slightest, barely noticeable twitch under her eyes. She quickly makes the decision to turn half away to busy herself with picking out a drink, a slightly wry smile on her lips. ]
You know people who do stuff like that usually have a knife or something, right? [ She speaks from experience. With her size she didn't really see herself overpowering anyone anytime soon, regardless of training. Besides, that's what the Note was for. ] How am I supposed to fight against someone like that?
[ There's a bubbly lavender looking drink that she picks up, turning to face Yoruichi again after taking a sip. ]
Misa doesn't go anywhere dangerous! But I guess it wouldn't hurt if I was a little faster.
[ Though maybe that's easier said than done, especially by someone not quite living or dead and with hundreds of years to practice evasion and defense. They're skills she'd been required to have in the past, of less importance here in a strange land to which she has no ties. But if the conflict gets worse...
Her expression sobers, and the pastries go forgotten for a brief moment. ]
Staying somewhere safe won't keep you safe forever. Not if this tension keeps up.
[ And for all that Misa seems to be no more than another airheaded teenage girl, it still would be a shame to see her die. A peal of laughter nearby has her blinking, and her solemnity quickly flies out the window to be replaced with her usual careless smile. ]
But a party's no time to be talking about war, right? How's the drink?
[ She just laughs, knowing that she must project the image of a peppy idol who would never even think to get involved in all that stuff. No, the Misa Amane that everyone here knew would never do such a thing and couldn't care less about politics; that is the image she had to keep, especially if she was going to get involved in the rather dubious things she'd been looking into as of late. ]
Well, I'll let you know if my career as an actress ever requires a bodyguard! I'll totally hire you.
[ Because it's always easier to get people to do things for you rather than do them yourself. Case in point, she offers a glass of the same drink she's having to her, almost like a peace offering. ]
You should try it yourself~ [ It's tart in a way that she likes, the perfect accompaniment to the fruit she'd had. ] Or are you worried you won't have anymore room for pastries?
[ Now that gets her to raise an eyebrow, a smile still toying around her lips. ]
Hire me? Weren't you just commenting about how I looked suspicious?
[ She hasn't even proven herself as useful, save for maybe useful for loitering around and poking fun at people. Still, joking or not, the offer isn't a bad one. Easy enough to watch over a single teenage girl. ]
Do you really have that many people after your pretty head anyway?
My career is still growing, but I am still quite popular~
[ Nowhere near her level of fame at home, but it's slowly accumulating momentum. ]
I was mostly joking, but actually, suspicious looking people are good for bodyguards, because then people know not to mess with them. My manager used to be this police officer, so I already know these things.
[ Not that police were suspicious looking, but if someone with an intimidating aura was around her, then people were less likely to try weird things. ]
[ Hey now, don't call her suspicious! She's a perfectly innocent person, thanks very much. Her nonexistent feelings are very hurt, and she pouts in a show of false displeasure. ]
Hey, who are you calling suspicious? [ Rude tbh, even if it's true half the time. ] I'm always honest with what I say and do.
[ It's just that sometimes she barely says anything and leaves a wide margin for misinterpretation. But that's hardly her fault. Leaning over, she also snags a glass of wine and downs it in one go. ]
Anyway, I'm not really cut out to be a bodyguard, but if you ever need a hand, I'll see what I can do.
[ Look, she can forgive easily if given reason. And it isn't like she's going to turn down more people who would be willing to safeguard her from Wyver's admittedly quite rowdy crowds. She just smiles behind her fizzy drink, entertained by the other's expressions. ]
Oh, you said something about being a Captain earlier! Let me guess, are you a sailor?
[ Maybe that would explain why she was able to down that whole glass. ]
[ Later, as she's stumbling her way out of the gala, she'll regret having had that glass all in one sitting. (Not hard for it to circulate quickly, given her short stature.) For now, she's energetic and lively, mind completely clear. ]
Nope. Never been on an ocean in my life.
[ Cute though, that Misa thinks she might have been able to pull off the duties of a sailor. ]
I was part of the Court Guards. A defensive squad, if you will.
[ She says it like she might comment about the weather, factual and brief and certainly not important. ]
[ Guarders of a court... that makes sense. It's fun playing this little guessing game as long as it isn't about her. ]
Ohh, like defending a King? That kinda makes you like a Knight! The person you were defending was probably super important~
[ Is it clear that she likes to gossip?? Well, she does, and she wants to learn as much as she can about this person through casual conversation, as she tended to with everyone she saw with a strange lifespan. It's always good to be careful. ]
And you probably have all sorts of cool powers. Most people here have them if they did jobs like that!
[ Cool powers doesn't even begin to cover the gamut of shinigami powers, but it seems excessive (and boastful) to list them off one by one to a complete stranger. Even so, she's never been the humble modest type either, and it's only natural for her to rock back on her heels and smile almost smugly.
That glass of wine (or whatever it is) sure isn't helping. ]
They're useful under the right circumstances. [ Ranging from actually fighting to actions as simple as stealing a ribbon out of someone's hair. ] But, like everything, they take practice to learn and maintain.
[ That may or may not be a subtle dig for Misa to get out there and get working out. ]
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[ She means it as a joke, a comment easily brushed aside. And brush it aside she does, the thought disappearing from her mind almost instantly as the conversation bumbles on towards past events. She nods, expression sobering somewhat. It's nice to have a gala, sure, but it seems like a cover-up for recent events more than anything. ]
I'd rather have people handing me free drinks than trying to kill me with disease, you're not wrong about that.
[ Even if she's more resistant towards human-manufactured disease than most. But, speaking of disease, she nods her head towards the entrance. ]
You should probably get inside, before you freeze. I'm sure your boyfriend wouldn't like it if I kept you out here.
[ Because surely a pretty girl like Misa would have a boyfriend already waiting. ]
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[ She comments, just for an FYI. Though, what the other says is true - it is freezing out here, and she'd very much like to go inside. Though her childish expression melts into something a little more forlorn before she speaks: ]
And if you must know, my boyfriend isn't here. He's...you know.
[ Forceful glance up to the sky, trying to hint that he was up in Thesa. No point in lying about it, and besides, she liked letting everyone know she had a boyfriend now that she was out of the confines of her model career. Now that she's had a chance to really look at the other's face, she is a little interested by that strange lifespan - yeah, she saw lots of weird ones these days, but this one is particularly out of the ordinary. It probably wouldn't hurt to investigate a little. ]
You know, you're just going to get cold out here too. [ So she should follow her inside, is what she's implying. ] I'll forgive you for laughing at me if you don't try anything funny, okay?
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[ Just kidding. She does know, but it's still so hard to resist adding in a small jab here, another jab there. The joke's shaken off quickly, her mien sobering once more. ]
If he does ever do that, tell me and I'll kick his ass straight off this planet.
[ And that's no joke. If there's anything she can't stand, it's disrespect towards women, either from a man or another woman. Though, somehow she suspects that if this mystery boyfriend tries anything, Misa won't need to call anyone about it. She looks slender, but there's something about her attitude that suggests steel underneath. ]
Fine, fine, I'll stop. Plenty of other people inside anyway.
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[ This sounds like a super cheesy and unrealistic thing to say, but with her tone of voice, it's clear that she's 100% serious. Light said he'd love her forever, and she's so lovestruck that she believes it...and there's no way she's going to stop loving Light.
Either way, she makes her way (carefully) into the large open room of the main hall, people coming and going through the numerous open arches. It takes a moment for her to try to take it all in and scan the room for prospective free food and drink. ]
I'm serious, don't make a scene or anything, - oh, what should I call you?
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And to protest, gently, at Misa's remark. ]
Hey, I said I wouldn't do anything, didn't I? I don't break promises.
[ And that much is fact. As for her name....she grins wolfishly. ]
How about 'Mystery Lady'?
[ Thanks for that one, Krieg. (Never mind that Misa can probably see her true name floating right above her head.) ]
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[ Ha Ha, very funny. Yoruichi Shihoin was a pretty easy name to remember, anyways. She feigns confusion, her small brows furrowing a little bit. ]
Is that supposed to be your nickname or something? [ Misa will just, continue looking around for a drink, which she locates quickly and nods her had in the direction to beckon the other to follow. ] But probably no one calls you that for real.
[ Who would?? ]
Otherwise you wouldn't be smiling so much.
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[ It has a nice ring to it! Like Where In the World is Carmen Sandiego, but instead Where in the World is Mystery Lady (or it would be, if she had any idea who Carmen Sandiego was).
Idly, Yoruichi follows behind Misa. It's not like she has anything better to do, and Misa's providing plenty of entertainment. ]
One person does actually call me that, but he's not really sane. Good company though, if you ever need something blown up.
[ That's a perfectly normal pastime though, right?? ]
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[ That didn't sound too...legal. It sounded super suspicious?? Most of her concern is hidden since she strides in front of the both of them, brushing past the occasional gala-goer. ]
Mystery Lady is just kind of a weird name to call someone, is all. Other than that one person, others must have called you something else! [ She takes a short glance back at the other while walking. ] Everyone just calls me Misa.
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But alright, alright, she can acquiesce and hand out her real name. It's not like it carries much impact here in the foreign lands of Wyver and Olympia. ]
Let's see...three's been Captain, Commander, Lady Shihoin, "hey you", insolent cat.....take your pick.
[ All of them applicable at some point in her life. She pauses, plucking up a small pastry from a nearby try to give it a good stare. Looks delicious. ]
But if it really matters to you, you can call me Yoruichi.
[ None of that formal 'Lady Shihoin' nonsense. ]
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[ While she eats the tart fruit, she looks at her again, pursing her lips when she's finished. It wouldn't hurt to prod a little, not in a way that could be seen as suspicious, but just curious. ]
So, is there some reason people call you a cat? Like you have nine lives or something?
[ It wouldn't be the most outrageous thing she'd heard while on this planet. ]
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Her mouth's full when she looks back at Misa, and it's a couple seconds before she finishes chewing and swallowing to answer. Table manners, what are those? ]
Maybe it's because cats are my favorite animals.
[ They're definitely at the top of her list, and not just because she can turn into one. ]
But yeah, you could say that. I'm pretty lucky as far as staying alive goes.
[ Next to her, the plate of pastries is diminishing rapidly. She picks up another, then offers it to Misa. ]
You sure you don't want one? They're really pretty good.
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[ She declines immediately, like she didn't even consider it, waving her hand for extra emphasis. She didn't look this petite and doll-like with no effort, after all, even if the pastry is tempting. Instead, she just keeps plucking singular strawberries from the table, keeping them in her hand in case some hoard of people came by and started taking from the platter. ] I'm an actress, so I have to watch my figure.
[ Misa explains, watching the other party goes gorge themselves with a lack of envy on her features. ]
You can have my share, since you seem to like them so much. [ Her share of whatever she hypothetically would have taken from the platter herself. ] You're not worried about gaining weight?
[ She asks out of simple curiosity, no malice in her voice. ]
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Your loss.
[ The words are quickly muffled by another pastry being stuffed in her mouth. Might as well take advantage of the food now, who knows when she's going to get the chance to eat like this again, especially with the threat of war looming on the horizon. (Because as much as this gala is supposed to promote peace and goodwill, it's obvious tensions are still sky-high.)
Her mouth is still full when Misa questions her again, and it's a second before she finishes chewing and swallowing enough to answer. ]
I exercise plenty. I can give you suggestions if you want, since you're so worried about your figure.
[ They will be 100% serious suggestions and not made up at all. ]
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I don't like sweating. [ It's gross. And dieting seemed to work just fine for her; it's not like she had any particular desire to eat any of these sweets anyway. She's satisfied with eating another strawberry, enjoying the tart flavor, though she does wonder how fruit like this is available in the dead of winter. ] Plus, who would exercise outside in this kind of weather?
[ She's imagining like, going on runs and things like that. Gross!!!! ]
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You must really hate Wyver then.
[ Nothing but hot sticky jungle for most of what the eye can see. A few lagoons too, but even those trend more towards warm and relaxing than cool and refreshing. Her type of land, but apparently not Misa's.
She pauses in her pastry-eating, shooting a pointed look at Misa. ]
You know you can exercise indoors, right? There are places called training grounds, gyms....plenty of places with four walls and a roof. [ And air conditioning!! One of the greatest inventions of mankind. ] What if some guy comes up to you and tries to steal you away? Wouldn't you want to be able to kick him in the balls and throw him over your shoulder?
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You know people who do stuff like that usually have a knife or something, right? [ She speaks from experience. With her size she didn't really see herself overpowering anyone anytime soon, regardless of training. Besides, that's what the Note was for. ] How am I supposed to fight against someone like that?
[ There's a bubbly lavender looking drink that she picks up, turning to face Yoruichi again after taking a sip. ]
Misa doesn't go anywhere dangerous! But I guess it wouldn't hurt if I was a little faster.
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[ Though maybe that's easier said than done, especially by someone not quite living or dead and with hundreds of years to practice evasion and defense. They're skills she'd been required to have in the past, of less importance here in a strange land to which she has no ties. But if the conflict gets worse...
Her expression sobers, and the pastries go forgotten for a brief moment. ]
Staying somewhere safe won't keep you safe forever. Not if this tension keeps up.
[ And for all that Misa seems to be no more than another airheaded teenage girl, it still would be a shame to see her die. A peal of laughter nearby has her blinking, and her solemnity quickly flies out the window to be replaced with her usual careless smile. ]
But a party's no time to be talking about war, right? How's the drink?
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Well, I'll let you know if my career as an actress ever requires a bodyguard! I'll totally hire you.
[ Because it's always easier to get people to do things for you rather than do them yourself. Case in point, she offers a glass of the same drink she's having to her, almost like a peace offering. ]
You should try it yourself~ [ It's tart in a way that she likes, the perfect accompaniment to the fruit she'd had. ] Or are you worried you won't have anymore room for pastries?
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Hire me? Weren't you just commenting about how I looked suspicious?
[ She hasn't even proven herself as useful, save for maybe useful for loitering around and poking fun at people. Still, joking or not, the offer isn't a bad one. Easy enough to watch over a single teenage girl. ]
Do you really have that many people after your pretty head anyway?
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[ Nowhere near her level of fame at home, but it's slowly accumulating momentum. ]
I was mostly joking, but actually, suspicious looking people are good for bodyguards, because then people know not to mess with them. My manager used to be this police officer, so I already know these things.
[ Not that police were suspicious looking, but if someone with an intimidating aura was around her, then people were less likely to try weird things. ]
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Hey, who are you calling suspicious? [ Rude tbh, even if it's true half the time. ] I'm always honest with what I say and do.
[ It's just that sometimes she barely says anything and leaves a wide margin for misinterpretation. But that's hardly her fault. Leaning over, she also snags a glass of wine and downs it in one go. ]
Anyway, I'm not really cut out to be a bodyguard, but if you ever need a hand, I'll see what I can do.
[ She's got enough time for that, at least. ]
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[ Look, she can forgive easily if given reason. And it isn't like she's going to turn down more people who would be willing to safeguard her from Wyver's admittedly quite rowdy crowds. She just smiles behind her fizzy drink, entertained by the other's expressions. ]
Oh, you said something about being a Captain earlier! Let me guess, are you a sailor?
[ Maybe that would explain why she was able to down that whole glass. ]
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Nope. Never been on an ocean in my life.
[ Cute though, that Misa thinks she might have been able to pull off the duties of a sailor. ]
I was part of the Court Guards. A defensive squad, if you will.
[ She says it like she might comment about the weather, factual and brief and certainly not important. ]
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Ohh, like defending a King? That kinda makes you like a Knight! The person you were defending was probably super important~
[ Is it clear that she likes to gossip?? Well, she does, and she wants to learn as much as she can about this person through casual conversation, as she tended to with everyone she saw with a strange lifespan. It's always good to be careful. ]
And you probably have all sorts of cool powers. Most people here have them if they did jobs like that!
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That glass of wine (or whatever it is) sure isn't helping. ]
They're useful under the right circumstances. [ Ranging from actually fighting to actions as simple as stealing a ribbon out of someone's hair. ] But, like everything, they take practice to learn and maintain.
[ That may or may not be a subtle dig for Misa to get out there and get working out. ]