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[closed] there has got to be a better solution than this
Sakura stared at the Atori Teahouse, wishing she had the ability to do more than a mental frown. Well, she did, it'd just send Marco spiraling into another panic attack, which would send her into her own version of a panic attack, which would be even less okay than it was earlier with some of his friends (partners, teammates) in attendance.
Her general consensus was that this sucked, and she was highly displeased with the situation. The things she was used to doing with a thought were balked by her own check on reaching out and directing herself -- hisself -- to do anything, leading to many abortive attempts to do met with sudden stops of wait, I can't.
Look up to the roofline, she asked, frustration coloring her mental voice. Then scan right. If I'm where I last was, I should be inside.
The reason for why she asked him to check the area was also there, less coherently thought-out. She didn't plan to explain unless he asked. He could choose to sift through her general unease and discomfort in the meantime.
Her general consensus was that this sucked, and she was highly displeased with the situation. The things she was used to doing with a thought were balked by her own check on reaching out and directing herself -- hisself -- to do anything, leading to many abortive attempts to do met with sudden stops of wait, I can't.
Look up to the roofline, she asked, frustration coloring her mental voice. Then scan right. If I'm where I last was, I should be inside.
The reason for why she asked him to check the area was also there, less coherently thought-out. She didn't plan to explain unless he asked. He could choose to sift through her general unease and discomfort in the meantime.
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She had to remind herself they were working with constraints within constraints. She knew that if her body were under her control, it was more than simple to hide from folks relying on the particular senses Marco and his friends used, without a little crafty thinking on their own part. Yet a body without a soul? How did that even move?
By finding itself a new soul, she thought, wishing it was just to herself, knowing it was more than public enough for Marco. Against the backdrop of her ongoing stream of consciousness, it stood out as a coherent concept.
Still, listening to their mental chatter, she had a half mental shrug of her own, addressing Marco since she had no ring (or other means) to talk to the rest even if she'd -- well. That was a lie. She just wasn't going to use the means she did have.
My shampoo ran out, so I can't really say it's anything like that. Unscented soap for washing, nothing that should make me smell floral. Perfume didn't occur to her. She didn't wear anything of the sort, so the possibility slipped her mind.
His own banter with Cassie elicited something like half-hearted amusement, and nothing much else. Sakura wasn't in a mood to be amused, and was trying, very hard, to slip into mission mode. It was damnably hard when she couldn't do her mission mode things, and trying to instruct Marco as to what those things were was only frustrating them both.
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The flash of gold had disappeared behind taller buildings, at the wrong angle for easy viewing even with those at a fantastic bird's eye vantagepoint. Still, not like that was much of an obstacle, at least for long...
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Maybe if she had still been in her own body, it'd be different.
"She says there's nothing," Marco said, finally reaching Cassie. His expression darkened. "Maybe someone has taken her body. It doesn't make sense for her scent to to just disappear like that otherwise." He didn't vocalise the thought that maybe her body had been destroyed, but he wouldn't be surprised if Sakura was thinking about that possibility too. "And seriously - flowers? Why flowers? What, has she been kidnapped by hippies?"
He cocked his head, listening to Ax and Tobias. No scent of hers to track, no sign of her in the air...so far, it wasn't looking very good.
"What about that flower scent? Think we could track that?" he said, turning back to Cassie. I might need to morph again, he added, just talking inwardly to Sakura this time. As soon as he got a (begrudging) okay form her, he started morph wolf. Two noses would be better than one.
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< Tobias, Ax, if you two can please try looking in the nearby windows. Maybe Sakura's body is inside one of them... or there might just be some clues there. > By this point, she wasn't willing to discount anything, even if it seemed somewhat far-fetched.
< That's certainly... possible, > Cassie admitted reluctantly to Marco's suggestion as she tried to bite back her worry. < Why would someone do something like that though? I don't see what anyone gains by doing this other than upsetting others. >
She sniffed at the floor, trying to pick up the scent of flowers again. < I... don't know. Maybe. I can't actually seem to find a scent path to follow though. > There was some relief as Marco started to morph. It would be good to have another nose on the trail. Maybe she was just missing something?
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< I saw. . .something. Something gold and shiny. It was way off in the distance, though. > He wasn't sure what else could be said.
< Probably not related. >
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< Sakura, do you have any clothes that are gold and shiny? > Ax asked, half-flying and half-hopping between the windows. Fortunately, his seagull eyes were meant to see through water, so the reflections in the window glass didn't present a particular problem in his investigation.
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Why?
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Flower petals, actually, and goodness knows how she got them.
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He trotted into the bathroom, sniffing around so that he could pick up that flowery scent. Walking back out again to where Cassie was, he could tell that she was right - the smell just stopped.
<And who says they'd have to gain anything from it? Some of the people on this ship are nuts. For all we know, all of this is just for someone's kicks.> Marco said, answering Cassie's earlier question.
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< Did you find anything? > she asked anxiously as she watched Marco come back out of the bathroom, trying to pick up the scent that she'd been unable to follow.
Cassie was silent for a moment as she considered Marco's response. < I... I can't believe that anyone would do something like this so carelessly. > In this case "can't" and "don't want to" where synonymous. < This... seems so cruel. There must be a reason for it. We just need to find out what it is and then maybe we can figure out how to put things right again. > She hoped at least. Cassie couldn't bring herself to put her fears into words as though if she kept quiet about them then they wouldn't come to pass.
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< Brainiac 5's mother is still running about undetected aboard this ship, > Ax said. < From what I understand, cruelty is something of a hobby of hers. I am not sure how or why she would have transferred Sakura's mind to Marco's body, but it might be well within her capabilities. >
He cocked his head, peering through another window. < I haven't found anything yet. >