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Ryuunosuke shivered as the water beat down on him. He'd configured the sensorium to arrange a waterfall for him to sit under, in a meditative stance. This whole place was ridiculous. No sentai to protect it? No Lord and comrade? No Gedoushuu? (No, that's just crazy talk. Evil is everywhere. It must just be hiding.) He felt unhinged.

He wasn't a leader by any stretch of the imagination. He could take charge when Takeru was missing, but that was a matter of duty. Totally cut off like this, he was completely disoriented.

And there was that horrid crow. Talking like that in front of an innocent child.

He sighed and looked up, then started sputtering and fell over as water poured down his throat.

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Will prefers the Sensoriums to the rest of the ship, and occasionally she slips into someone else's sim by accident, like she does now.

"Sorry, I didn't know anyone was here."

She pauses as she watches the other person choking on a waterfall.

"Are you okay?"

Ryuunosuke sputtered as he tumbled down from where he was sitting into a pool of still water, bubbling back to the surface and dragging himself out onto the shore. "Ab-... absolutely fine.." He coughed up some water and stood up, bowing. "My apologies for having you see something so shameful, young miss."

"Um - no problem." Will wasn't used to this much politeness, so she shrugged. "It's my fault for intruding. Um - am I interrupting something?"

For all she knew, he required ABSOLUTE SOLITUDE for intense meditational training or . . . something.

"I was meditating." Ryuu speaks crisply. "Trying to figure out my place in this strange world, and how to best get back to my Lord and comrades."

He seems like a spotlight should be on him while everything around him is blacked out. "And yet for a samurai to let someone see him acting so shamefully..."

Yuri had definitely wanted to try the new game they'd worked out, making new ice cream flavors. They'd all been mildly surprised by Stacy's ability to turn abstract concepts and feelings into flavors (less, though, than adults would have been). 'Warm pajamas on a cold night', for instance, tasted exactly like that feeling and not some weak attempt at approximation with too much butter and cinnamon-sugar. She carried a little paper in her plant!pocket that had a list of the things she was gonna try then report on to the other kids.

She was, in fact, so excited by the idea that the grotto she found herself in took her completely by surprise. Moss clung to slippery rocks, air was moist with cold mountain water. Pines bent on the rocks. It was a scene that reminded her of camping trips she'd taken when she was younger (that same roar heard through the walls of her miniature tent she'd been exiled to as she checked every square inch of it for icky bugs).

And there was a figure under the waterfall, soaked to the bone in a way that she'd heard some of the older girls describe as 'totally dreamy'.

She bowed deeply. "I'm very sorry Ryuunosuke-san, I didn't mean to disturb your meditation." She said in her most polite Japanese.

Ryuu had resumed his ~~sulking~~ meditation, when someone else showed up. Ah! Another Japanese person! That nice little girl from before! He climbed down, shaking his head (and the rest of him for that matter) to get off some of the extra water before approaching her. "No, it's alright, ojousan, I don't think I'm getting anywhere with it." He tilted his head with concenr. "Have you had any more problems with that awful crow?"

Yuri shook her head. "I haven't encountered him since." Then to the walls: "Stacy-san, may I have a towel please?" Instantly maximum fluffness dropped into her hands, which she held out to him. "Is Ryuunosuke-san a monk?"

Ryuunosuke shook his head. "No, but I've played one several times." He grins. "I was a kabuki actor, before I became a samurai." He bowed as he accepted the towel, drying his face and chest.

Yuri blushed in astonishment. "That's so cool! You don't see things like that too often in my time...Wait, a samurai? Does that mean you fight with a sword?" She'd heard the word used in recruitment posters for the alien party: Be a modern samurai! But did he mean the same thing?

Ryuunosuke nodded, practically beaming. "Yes! And also a special bow, and giant magical robots when necessary." He tilted his head. "When exactly is 'your' time? My comrades and I inhabit the year 2009, by global reckoning, if that's what you mean."

Yuri was, if possible, even more astonished. "Wow! You're like a sentai, but real! Can you show me? Please?" Then she remembered his question. "I'm from 2016...But it's a different 2016 I think, since there's no aliens in Japan in anyone else's time."

Ryuu puffed up his chest. "Heh!" He allowed himself a satisfied chuckle. "Not 'like', ojousan, I AM a sentai! One of the samurai ordained by providence, Samurai Sentai.." He stroke a pose. "Shinkenger!"

Then there was an awkward pause. "Except... I can't transform right now." He pouted. "This ship took away my shodophone."

"Oh! Oh oh..." Yuri was practically bouncing with the wish to be helpful. "If you ask Stacy-san, she will let you have a virtual...sho-do-fo-ne." It didn't parse into any word she knew. "And you get it back when you go on missions."

Ryuu seems to light up at that possibility. "You think so? Stacy-san!!" He calls out. "Could I please have a copy of my shodophone? Just for now please?"

A moment later, one appears in his hand, and he has to do his best not to let out a girlish squeal of delight. He hands Yuri back the towel, then backs up. "With these brush-strokes, we report to the emperor!" A paintbrush section emerges from the phone, and he draws the character for water, which appears in glowing blue energy in mid-air. It wraps around him, and he is transformed into his uniform.

"ShinkenBlue, Ikenami Ryuunosuke!"

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