Let's Go to the Movies (Miku)

THE TWINS THINNED THEIR EYES at the employee, their arms twined around each other and bodies clearly hostile. Tickets? What were tickets? And why would this man have the audacity to take them from the girls? Clearly this was some sort of… criminal establishment. Stealing the belongings of unsuspecting pedestrians.

The twins watched as another employee accepted paper from someone walking-in, tore it in half, and allowed them passage.

They want… paper? Ayame thought to her sister.

Suzume shrugged, and began rummaging through her pockets.

It was about that time that a blonde girl approached them.

The twins stiffened, inclining their head at the young lady.

They bowed in greeting, then nodded their heads. Yes, they wanted to see the movie. Ayame and Suzume trailed behind her, watching as the girl procured her wallet and paid the man that was bothering them for “tickets”.

The perplexed looks remained as the blonde gestured for them to follow her, past the brightly-lit snack counters and into the cool theater beyond. Tall, crushed-velvet seats with high backs sat in neat rows, where people were already getting settled.

The twins looked around owlishly, wearing identical, astonished expressions. They’d never seen a place like this before.

The three claimed their seats together, and the blonde asked if the girls were new to Japan, or just Tokyo.

Rather than patch the girl into their hivemind, which Sonya had advised them was only for special people that they really trusted, Ayame instead procured her cell phone, opened a memo, and began to type furiously.

After a minute of hasty typing, she held the phone up to the blonde for her consideration.

<< New to Tokyo, >> the document read, << We are from woods. No places like this. No “tickets”. Very confusing. Also… we are mute. So we apologize for the phone. >>

She would wait for the blonde teen to read, before smiling with her eyes, tilting her head.

Suzume, all the while, had also procured her phone. While not nearly as literate as her sister, she was eager to interact with this other girl, too.

<< I Suzume. She Ayame. You…?>>

ft. miku hajimari

quirk: e-rank plant physiology, hivemind, telepathy; f-rank knife-fighting, mobility

ooc notes:

THEY UNDERSTOOD THAT TYPING WAS a weird approach to communicating—but sharing a mental space with a stranger was probably even more taboo. But… had they voices that weren’t all strange and raspy, they would have much preferred to speak. So when the girl typed back to them… it earned a pair of inclined heads and bemused expressions.

The sisters exchanged glances with one another, but then smiled behind their surgical masks. Why type when you could talk? Maybe she was just being nice… or trying to not make them self-conscious. They waited, patiently, as the girl typed. Then, when she revealed her screen, they read the message that she’d typed. (Though naturally, while writing it, her mind had repeated the words as they were written.

The girl’s name was “Miku”. She sung the praises of living in the woods, declaring that she wished she’d lived there. The twins nodded. Oh. So it was rude to talk in theaters? They had to be quiet?

At least our voices are always quiet, Ayame remarked.

Yes, yes, so we can still talk, Suzume agreed.

Ayame typed hastily, her fingers flitting over the screen of the phone.

<< Nice to meet you. We appreciate your help. Thank you. >>

If time was of the essence, then they had to keep their correspondence short. Ayame offered the phone for Miku’s viewing once again.

And… it was about that time that the theater began to grow dark.

ft. miku hajimari

quirk: e-rank plant physiology, hivemind, telepathy; f-rank knife-fighting, mobility

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