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[OPEN] So raise your glass high...

Characters: Lin Mayuzumi (

and_my_pickaxe) and YOU!
When: Backdated to June 14th.
Where: In the Dining Car of the trains.
Rating: 14A for some language, or violence depending on how angry she gets, knowing Mayuzumi.
Summary: Mayuzumi is lonely and drowns her sorrows in delicious food and drink. By this I mean she has an all-out feast for herself she can't possibly finish alone.

Who is it that has stolen three bottles of the train's best champagne? Who is it that has grabbed three cases of dessert? Sandwiches? Juices? Food that could have fed a room full of guests?

It's Lin Mayuzumi, of course, and it's all spilled across a short train dining table that can barely fit it all.

Dressed as if she were born for such a decadent feast, Lin had laundered the silk shirt and skirt she had arrived in. Gold earrings hung from her ears and her long hair was brushed elegantly over her shoulders. Her silk stockings had been completely destroyed, and so her bare legs in her miniskirt have sunburn on top of old frostbite scars.

Her brown heels kicked up onto the table quite unladylike, Lin raised her glass to no one and took a long, deep drink. Like a dragon protecting its cave of riches, she eyed the door.

She'd only be willing to share depending on the guest. Everyone else could fuck off.

[[ooc:Action brackets for speed 110% okay if it suits your fancy]]

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[He wasn't sure what he'd expected as he made his way through the train carriages, and even though he knew there was someone in the next carriage, it didn't stop him pausing in the middle of the small corridor to stare at the table-- and then up at Lin, a single eyebrow arching slightly.

Actually - it rather looked like she didn't want to be disturbed either, which was why he decided to move on, not before at least acknowledging that she was there.]

Sorry-- I was just passing through.

[When she saw who had entered, her steely glare lessened somewhat. It was one of the few men in this hellhole that she didn't particularly despise. ]

Hey, stop for a minute. No need to rush. Are you thirsty?

[She jutted out an empty crystal glass in, to her, what was a gesture of generosity.]

[If you can call him a man-- psychologically, perhaps.]

Hm?

[He hadn't expected that, but if she's interested in his company it can only be a good thing. They need to work together, he knows this, and formulating bonds is therefore of high importance.

His eyes drop to the glass however, and he gingerly takes it, sliding down into the seat across from her, eyes scanning the bottles on the table.]

This is all-- wine?

[She raises an eyebrow when he chooses to take a seat. The way he looked when he came in, she hadn't expected him to stick around. Not that she minds the company.]

And champagne. And sparkling cider. Or, ordinary juice. Take your pick.

[She doesn't care much about his age today, it is a feast. He can drink whatever he wants.]

You can eat whatever you like, as well. It's not only mine.

[She circles her nails around the rim of her wine glass as she waits to see what he will do.]

[There was an offer, as far as he could see, and he took it. Even if it's only for a moment. After all-- forming relationships was important.]

Ah, then I'll have some juice.

[It takes only a few seconds to scan the selection, gingerly reaching out for the carton.]

Hm. The other should take advantage of good food whilst it's here.

Your loss.

[Lin promptly refills her glass with champagne.]

Certainly, they should. And I'm glad you took a moment to sit down with me. When food is as plentiful as this, it's important to celebrate just once, right?

I like to stay in control.

[It wasn't far from the truth at all. Out of personal choice as well as from his position as a ninja.

He'll just fill up his glass and take a sip, clearly pleasantly surprised by the taste.

At her question he manages a smile.]

Ah, so you're willing to share now?

[It's meant to tease-- perhaps overcompensation for missing Shisui.]

[Instead of getting angry, Mayuzumi merely smiles.]

Well, it's a special occasion.

Cheers?

[She lifts her glass towards his.]

I suppose it is.

[Judging a book by it's cover isn't really his thing, but he's trying-- to fit in, to enjoy his time here, to forget what's going on back home, to spend as much time with Sasuke as possible.

It's why he smiles, ever so slightly as he lifts his glass, letting it touch gently against her own.]

Mn. Cheers.

Yukio adjusted the bag hanging over his shoulder (it was only half filled with scavenged supplies so far), peering cautiously through the open space between the train cars before stepping into the dining car. He took in the scene before him slowly, frowning at the spread and the woman at it's head. So much food, and so much of it sure to go to waste.

"... Mayuzumi-san."

As he entered, Mayuzumi shifted in her seat to cross one foot on the table over the other. In a skirt as short as hers, it was quite the coquettish posture.

"Hello, Okumura-san," Lin greeted cheerfully as she finished her glass of champagne. By the look in his face, she was sure what he was thinking, and was she ever going to try to change his mind. He was one of the few valuable resources she had left to fall back on if things went badly. "I'd been meaning to pay you back for the meat. Take a seat."

Edited 2012-06-19 03:40 (UTC)

Yukio's frown remained, the boy unimpressed by her subtle gesture. To see her set up here alone, and with so much food, was a bit frustrating. He had never encountered anything close to starvation during his time in Russia, not even while he was imprisoned in Credinta, but he'd felt hunger. He'd gone without.

"I'd hardly call this a meal for just two."

Edited 2012-06-19 04:01 (UTC)

If Yukio had never starved, he couldn't understand why she had done what she had. She had, quite literally, starved to death only months ago - this was her present to herself for being alive. The occasion seemed fitting.

"Of course not. It's a wedding reception," she announced sardonically, taking a bite out of a nearby eclair. "Surprise! Congratulations to me!" It was impossible to tell whether or not she was joking.

"You're the only guest so far. Eat."

Edited 2012-06-19 04:25 (UTC)

And he would hopefully never understand her reasoning. All Yukio could see was a selfish, wasteful display, but he kept his displeasure reined in.

"Don't you think all of this would be better collected and taken back to the apartment building?"

He wasn't playing along? What a disappointment. Lin frowned before placing her empty glass back down on the table.

"Things come and go here. We don't know if this food will be here tomorrow, or how long it will keep. Besides, how often do we get to feast? Think about it." She was smiling again, and being more reasonable than usual. "What will it take to get you to sit? Merry Christmas? Happy Birthday? What about 'Congratulations on living your shitty life?' There has to be something worth celebrating."

"It won't be here tomorrow unless it's moved to the apartment building." He sighed lightly. There would be little point in arguing with her, obviously, and he had no desire to turn their conversation into a yelling match.

"... No, thank you, Mayuzumi-san. There are still a lot of cars to go through and limited daylight."

"Fine, fine," she huffed, looking a little annoyed. "Go on if you like. Don't even take anything for the road. I was only trying to be nice."

She looked out the window of the car with a wry smirk on her face. "I was being serious, you know," she muttered offhandedly, leaning back in her seat. "Today is my wedding day. Run along," she finished. "See you later."

He made his way past her table, pausing for a moment when she mentioned her wedding day before continuing on once more.

"... Congratulations."

She rolled her eyes quite obviously. "Clearly there's nothing to be congratulated for if the groom didn't show up. But thank you," she spat. Looks like he was continuing on, then. Whatever.

She'd just come to see what Raven had been talking about, in the end she barely knew how this worked, just poking at the strange things. Marvelling in her own way at the modern world. Sort of. More modern than her time at least.

So it was quite by accident she came into the carriage that Lin was in, and when she did, she paused, eyebrow raised at how much seemed to lord over it. "Well, I see you've made yourself comfortable."

Now how to get out of here as quickly as possible before this got any worse.

Just setting eyes on the redhead made Lin dizzy with hate, but for now she was calmed by her momentary triumph. The lawyer stretched among her treasures, wastefully sticking a finger in a cup of pudding and licking it off of her nail - leaving the rest of the cup to rot. "By all means, take a seat," she invited wickedly, lifting a large sandwich from the pile and taking a bite. She puffed out her chest as she chewed - who was the Queen now?

Elizabeth rolled her eyes. Such waste, and for what? Pride. It was irritating on princes that she knew, when there was plenty of food to go around, this was just frustrating when there was so little.

Still, she did take a seat, the other side of the table, looking across it at Lin. But she didn't take any food, she wouldn't share in such waste. "Weren't you ever taught about being giving as a child? Or do they not teach that in the future?"

Her expression drooped somewhat as Elizabeth sat, and she watched the other's hands carefully as if ready to slap them away.

"Isn't that just the pot calling the kettle black. Don't lie and tell me you've never had a feast while others were starving," she grumbled.

Elizabeth rested her chin on her hand, watching her. Nor did she reach for anything, either. Privately she hoped Lin would just leave out of irritation so the food could be collected.

"Indeed I have, but then it is often my people starve, war, famine, plague, the list goes on. But still, I make an effort to give something back, to them, at times it's bread, other times it's gold. And to my friends, if I am able. Surely that concept is not foreign to you as well?"

As long as nothing near the topic of Cross was brought up, she could keep her head fairly well too whatever was said.

Lin wasn't going anywhere. If anything, she planned on chasing the other woman out with a knife if she didn't kindly piss off.

Still, it was best to keep her temper. The easiest way to make a foe angry was to look in control. "Is it often?" she sung, entwining her fingers under her chin. "In the future, we tend to not let that happen to our people. You know, Queenie, I do work for the government." Lin paused for effect. "I stand up for those who can't afford a fair trial. I certainly give back what I make."

Oh she could believe she worked for the government, easily. It was that same entitled cruelty.

"Do you? I'm not surprised." She lent back in her chair, "I am the government, if we're playing this game." Elizabeth drummed her nails, as if bored. "I wasn't aware you played God in the future that you could control things like famine and plague." She raised her eyebrows. "And was that what you were doing, when my lord Cross confronted you? Stood up for others?" She snorted, amused with the thought.

At that, Lin slammed her hands down on the table. "Look, lady, I'm trying to be nice here," she began with a snarl. "I don't give a rat's ass who you are. Hurting your poor, sweet, precious little feelings is not deserving of starving and dealing with food poisoning, unless you run a Totalitarian government." She crossed her legs, sat up straight, and glared at her. "I'm so happy to hear that you were so privileged to be born royalty. Some of us had to work all our lives to get where we were from rags. If you want to pick a fight, why don't you just fuck off?"

Both her eyebrows rose, listening to her, and she couldn't help it, she started to laugh, her head going back with it before she controlled it again. Smirking widely for a moment.

"I merely asked a question, I did not think it rude. If it is then you have my apologies." The hypocrisy made her teeth hurt. "I will admit, his measure was harsh, had I a say in it, it wouldn't of been, but I'm frequently told I am too soft and, alas the power is not mine to tell the General what to do." She wasn't any more, that was for sure. "But this isn't a government, none of us have position, and I at least know how to conduct myself in a manner befitting those around me, and the place I find myself in." The smirk left her then. "Because contrary to your assumptions, though I am daughter of a King, I have not always been treated as such. Rags were what I spent my childhood in, and it's from near execution I took my place as Queen. That is why I know how to act accordingly, dear lady."

She didn't move, didn't raise her voice, still stayed in her seat like this was the most normal conversation in the world. And for Elizabeth at least it was, oddly, it was like dealing with her privy chamber. "But it seems, whatever happened to you, you learned nothing of humility."

Edited 2012-06-21 19:08 (UTC)

Mayuzumi stared her dead in the eye, her own eyelid twitching in rage. It would be so easy to reach for the knife and to end this miserable bitch's life like she had the last stupid brat that had dared talk to her that way, but instead she curled her fingers into the tablecloth.

"You have no idea what I've been through," she began shakily, her eyes becoming cold. "So don't pretend. You have no idea."

She turned her head to look out the window. She was not going to allow her own wedding night to be spoiled by this woman.

A strange idea came over her. An idea she wondered if she could get away with. It was time to open her wedding gifts...

"Ah, well," she purred. "Enjoy your little Queen life all you like, and I'll enjoy my government position. Behave how you think is right. At least I'm not the one who gets executed," she sighed, pretending as though it were historical truth, a known shame about history.

Funny how they were both similar in their reactions for violence. Because it what was drove Elizabeth as soon as she heard those words.

"And you, you ridiculous woman, I know you. I know exactly what you think you're doing, and I'll tell you now, it won't work."

But whatever cool contempt she had was gone the minute those words came out of her mouth. Her mind screamed and she shoved her chair back to stand up. Walked around the table to stare down at Mayuzumi where she sat. In this, she was her father's child, blistering with rage and she acted before she thought, and she couldn't even say she regretted it when she slapped the other woman across the face, so hard she felt her hand sting. "Regardless if you're lying or not. My fate, how I live and die for my country, is between my people, my God and myself, and if it is my duty to die, you never have a place to speak of it." Her rage ran over her, she needed to get out, away from this vile woman.

She stepped back before the urge to hit her again over came her, but not before taking a bottle of champagne from the table, then made to leave.

[Well, Raven glided through the door carefully--surprised as she'd sensed a presence on the other side. Then again, others were investigating and scavenging too, and she didn't know everyone. Not much is seen, aside from a petite girl in a concealing blue cloak and cowl. Even her expression is mostly shadowed, and rarely different from how she normally appears on the videos.

Taking in the spread and the clear possessiveness of the other woman at a glance. Her tone is as dry as it always is, when she speaks.]

So, any objections if we raid the other cars, since you've clearly made your own little hoard in this one?

[There is no obvious judgement in her tone unless Lin reads into it, just dry and flat as always. Matter of fact.]

[Lin raised her eyebrows at the comment. It seemed this girl had no intention of taking away her food. Someone who understood the concept of "finders keepers." She was no threat, and so Lin had no reason to be hostile.

And such a strange looking person she was. A wicked curiosity gnawed at the lawyer. Her invitation sounds nearly like a dare.]

Go ahead. But does it look like I plan on finishing this all myself?

[More like Lin hadn't seen Raven need to be a threat yet. Too bad Raven was familiar enough to not be impressed by the other woman's postings before. She wasn't interested in a fight, but more like surviving--and this waste was just...oh well.]

Not unless you planned to bring it back to the apartment, likely. In which case, good luck carrying it all yourself. You don't strike me as the type to ask for help.

[Oh yes, if anything, Lin reminded Raven of Terra--especially with that not-quite-overt-dare. Not something it was wise to remind Raven of.]

[Lin chewed on her tongue as she mentally repeated what the girl had said. An odd one. In a way, she admired her frankness.]

I don't know about that. Does that mean you're offering?

Depends. I have more train to explore, and I'm not the only one out here scavenging. Part of why I let everyone know the trains were restored was so we could all see about bringing stuff back.

[Mostly, Raven meant for the group. Granted, she was planning to grab a nice set of blankets and pillows for herself if possible, but things were too perilous for them all to be too self-centered or self-serving.]

That's nice, but so far they've been unwilling to share with me. So, after you're done, would you like to help me bring back my food? I'll even give you some for your help.

[It was worth a shot. Really, Lin was only planning on giving Raven just her own share. She had no intention of giving her enough to give to the others.]

And first, what will five minutes be in a whole day of scavenging? Why don't you sit. Five minutes.

Edited 2012-06-21 03:22 (UTC)

[Raven didn't sit. But she stayed, and wondered why. Given what she'd seen of this woman, and the person she was reminded of--it likely wouldn't go well...

Then again, hadn't Terra, ultimately, been a victim? Even if she'd lashed out, and betrayed them, and hurt them--it had started because she'd had that happen to her first.

Regardless, it took a moment for Raven think of exactly what she wanted to say, tactfully.]

With due respect, it seemed as if the way you spoke when asking, implied a less than cooperative position taken. Antagonizing people is hardly a good way to get them to want to help.

[Stated entirely factually, tone dry enough to not offer direct offense. If anything, it was almost inquiring--presuming and vaguely wondering what the other woman had been thinking, to take that approach.]

[Dextera had never seen trains before, thus his curiosity regarding the long metal objects and desire to explore them finally won out and he went looking.

if he knew there was a dragon enjoying her feast, the mute wouldn't have gone. however, there wasn't anyone in this world to sharply curve his curiosity so here he was, poking his head out the door. Dextera wondered if she lived here. it looked like it.

either way he wasn't sure what to do, so he stayed where he was. a nudge in the right (or wrong) direction might help here.]

[As Lin saw him enter, the hostility in her eyes immediately vanished and was replaced by some well hidden malicious intent. She slid her feet off of the table and planted them on the floor as she gestured at him with her free hand to come closer.]

Hey, it's you. Dex...tera, was it? [Consider yourself lucky, because she can't be expected to remember everyone's name in this hellhole.] What are you waiting for?! Sit, sit.

[like usual, Dextera misses the intent and instead smiles a little, nodding and taking a seat. he wasn't quite sure what everything on the table was - "food" to him boiled down to one thing that probably would make both of them sick.

instead he pulls out the PDA device and types out something.]

Hello.

Go on, eat something, kiddo. It's not poisoned.

[When he types out his message, Lin raises her eyebrows.]

Don't you talk?

[he taps his throat and shakes his head. no. that's why he was texting the whole time.]

I haven't seen a lot of this before. Can I ask what it is?

This food? You have to have food where you come from, don't you? Look, sandwiches, pastries, cider...

[He must be talking about the food because surely he's seen trains before. This one is so strange. She poured the boy a glass of wine with a sweet smile.]

Here. Why don't you try this, to start.

Not a lot.

[he pauses before taking a sip of the drink. hun...it tasted kind of strange.]

Doesn't taste like water. Can I ask what it is?

[At that, Mayuzumi found herself extremely.. sympathetic. He didn't have much food at his home, then? Poor kid. She knew what it was like to starve literally to death.]

It's wine. It's good for you, in a place as dirty as this, it's best to drink alcohol instead of water or juice. Less chance of catching a disease.

Go on, eat your little heart out. You must be very hungry.

[She had already eaten enough to satisfy her hunger.]

I'll try to remember.

[he takes a few things, sandwitches mostly. the mute examines them for a minute before eating. it really seems like he doesn't know what they are.]

[She watches him eat curiously. So, so, so odd. Had he ever starved? Had he gone hungry the way she had, once in his life? Why was it that he couldn't speak? Trauma? Lin had thought she would never speak again after the crash, herself...]

...Where are you from, Dextera?

Edited 2012-06-22 03:13 (UTC)

[there is a pause before Dextera picks up the PDA again and types out the answer.]

Earth, I think. Not a lot of people remember the name.

[no point in trying to remember something when everything was dying. someone knew the real name, probably, but Dextera wasn't one of them.]

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