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Kaname Chidori, age 16, has been living on her own ever since her father and younger sister moved back to New York sixteen months ago. Part of her figured she'd live alone in her apartment until she got married or something. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever imagine that she'd be forced to live on a military base.
Say goodbye to sleepovers with Kyoko. This whole moving business was something that she didn't even want to begin to explain to her best friend. She didn't bother to even try and explain it to her father. Instead, she just told him that there were problems with packages being stolen at her apartment complex and provided him with a PO Box to send letters to instead.
It was probably better if he and her young sister, Ayame didn't know what was going on, anyway. If they knew she was in sort of danger, they'd only worry. Her dad would probably move back to the US, and moving to this base was bad enough. She was still trying to come to terms with all of this, herself.
Goodbye, perfectly normal high school life.
Kaname shifts the box in her hands. Most of her things she had shipped off; they should already be in her room. But this box is filled with things that are special to her. Old family photographs -- especially ones of her mom. A few photo albums. Her childhood blanket. The Bonta-kun plush toy she's had ever since she was a baby. The box isn't exactly heavy, perse, but it's certainly large and unwieldy. That's part of the reason why she's having such a rough time carrying it.
Still, she's been walking around this base for ten minutes now, and she's still completely lost. And unfortunately for Kaname, her usual shadow, Sousuke Sagara, wasn't around. Thankfully, though, there's a figure up ahead.
"Hey!" Kaname calls out, as she quickens her pace. "Do you know where the dorms are?"
Say goodbye to sleepovers with Kyoko. This whole moving business was something that she didn't even want to begin to explain to her best friend. She didn't bother to even try and explain it to her father. Instead, she just told him that there were problems with packages being stolen at her apartment complex and provided him with a PO Box to send letters to instead.
It was probably better if he and her young sister, Ayame didn't know what was going on, anyway. If they knew she was in sort of danger, they'd only worry. Her dad would probably move back to the US, and moving to this base was bad enough. She was still trying to come to terms with all of this, herself.
Goodbye, perfectly normal high school life.
Kaname shifts the box in her hands. Most of her things she had shipped off; they should already be in her room. But this box is filled with things that are special to her. Old family photographs -- especially ones of her mom. A few photo albums. Her childhood blanket. The Bonta-kun plush toy she's had ever since she was a baby. The box isn't exactly heavy, perse, but it's certainly large and unwieldy. That's part of the reason why she's having such a rough time carrying it.
Still, she's been walking around this base for ten minutes now, and she's still completely lost. And unfortunately for Kaname, her usual shadow, Sousuke Sagara, wasn't around. Thankfully, though, there's a figure up ahead.
"Hey!" Kaname calls out, as she quickens her pace. "Do you know where the dorms are?"
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"Oh, Kaname Chidori. Nice to meet you." Kaname's lips quirk up into a smile. Still, Beauty? What kind of name was that?
Still, it was a pretty accurate one. The girl standing before her was actually quite beautiful. Kaname couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
"Do you know where he might be?" she asks. "I've been wandering around for awhile now, and I'm not sure where I'm supposed to be."
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"Oh, we don't need Banjou, just give me a second..." a few ticks later and she perks up. "All right! Okay, so... the barracks are... this way!" And she's leading on, returning to the first topic at hand, asking about Banjou.
"He's a friend of mine, but he's also helping back the group with both money and firepower. If you ever see the one-hundred-and-twenty meter blue-and-red giant that is Daitarn 3, that's his." Even on a simple, non-military sense of terms, the idea of 120 meters is huge! Even a Gundam is only 18!
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The bluenette blinks.
--suddenly she knows where to go? She didn't have the slightest clue before!
"How do you know where to go now?" Kaname asks, matching her pace to the other woman's. Her brows are furrowed, her lips tugged into a frown. If she were Shinji Kazama or any of the other nerds at Jindai High School, she might have latched onto conversation about mobile suits or whatever they were. But right now, Beauty's sudden epiphany is more of a curiosity to her than a 120-meter whatever-that-thing-was.
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"Oh, I just got into Banjou's archives and got the blueprints for the base. It wasn't that hard." No, not hard, but she must be privileged to have that kind of access.
And that thing is the Invincible Steel Man, DAITARN 3!
"So what brings you to this kind of place, mmm? You don't seem like the kind of girl that's ready to fight off the monsters of space."
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"Yeah, I'm not. I'm just staying here for my own safety." Kaname presses a single hand against her head. Judging from her expression, she doesn't want to talk about it.
"What about you? That Banjou guy your boyfriend or something?" It'd certainly explain why someone as seemingly normal as Beauty was on base, anyway.
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"Well. I can't think of anywhere safer than a base full of machines trying to protect the world. "
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Kaname holds her breath. She was really holding out hope for this girl, but given how many times she's mention the Daitarn 3, it sounds like she might not be as normal as she initially expected.
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