~You want to know who I really am?~

[honeyflaaash]

Who: Honey Kisaragi and you.
Where: On the beach.
When: Anywhere today.
Status: Open.
Style: Preferably action.

[For the past few weeks, Honey's been feeling more and more down. She'd hoped to just live a relatively normal life in Vatheon- a life free from the things that bound her back home. No Panther Claw and no need to be Cutey Honey. Just a normal teenage girl. She hadn't used her transformation device once until the moment the bubble had cracked.

She'd become Hurricane Honey again and she'd liked it. Still, there wasn't much more her power could do for these people. The device didn't work on the barrier or the coral. It wasn't any kind of matter that could be transformed, she supposed. The only thing she could do right now was join the others in catching these... fish. The fish that should help with fixing everything.

And yet she found herself far too listless. She missed her friends, she missed her family. She hadn't seen a familiar face in months. All she could do about it was stand before the mirror and use her transformation device a second time. Her heart guided her and when the light died down, the person staring back at her was the first who'd come to her mind.

Seira.

Honey's heart gave a painful stir. The resemblance was uncanny, right down to the black and white dress Seira used to wear. She'd known that part of her sister lived on inside of her ever since she took the broken transformation device, but that wasn't enough. Inheriting part of her soul wasn't the same as having her here physically. Her sister would've liked Vatheon. No, her sister deserved to see Vatheon. To breathe in the clean air and enjoy the peace and quiet away from big cities. Seira always did enjoy that sort of thing.]



[Still in her flawless disguise, Honey leaves the house she was in to head for the beach. The only way she can honor Seira's memory is by allowing her a chance to see the beauty of this place. The part of Seira's soul that's still inside of her can't actually take over, but Honey hopes her feelings will reach her.

So she'll stare out over the ocean, short lavender hair whipping in the wind. She becomes lost in thought, content to just stand there for hours on end, so she does. She doesn't realize that the longer she stands there, the more the water is slowly rising up to her ankles.]


[[OOC: Replies will come from mistyhoney!]]

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[beauchevalier]

[If Honey turns to her right, she'll spot Angelo a few feet away from where she's sitting. She'll also notice he has a sketchbook with him and some pencils. He's sitting right on the beach's line and drawing the scene in front of him. Being deep in thought, he doesn't even notice Honey near by as he wants to focus on the scene in front of him, capturing every moment he can before it ends. When he's done, he may or may not notice her however.]

[mistyhoney]

[For a while, she just ignores Angelo. After her last encounter with this man, Honey's grown a little wary of him. Still, he's sketching. Drawing a beautiful portrait of the beach. She remembers that time during art class when Seira had painted a beautiful sunset that represented something far less beautiful. Honey isn't too good at drawing, but Seira? Seira had been bursting with potential.

She tears herself away from her solitude to wander over to Angelo. She's still keeping a bit of distance, but she wants to get close enough to get a better look at his sketch.]

[beauchevalier]

[He finishes his sketching and stares down at it in his hands with a sign, still unaware of Honey's presence. Drawing didn't feel as much fun anymore without real subjects to influence his work. Landscapes are beautiful and all, but not the same as drawing every day occurrences in the bubble.

Now flipping through the sketchbook, he suddenly stops on an unfinished portrait sketch of someone Honey might not recognize, but Angelo knows very well. Another sighs comes from lips before he begins to finish this sketch. The expression on his face while working on said sketch seems almost lonely with a hint of sadness especially in his eyes.]

[mistyhoney]

[She doesn't recognize the person in the sketch. Not at all. However, even from where she's standing, she can recognize that distracted look. And she remembers Angelo's announcement about his adoptive daughter being sent home a while ago. Even with how he behaves himself around her, he's got a soft side to him.

Still, she doesn't want to disturb his work, so she'll just go back to watching the ocean instead.]

[beauchevalier]

[He can't bring himself to finish the sketch and sets it down besides him on the sand. Instead, he stares down at the ocean not speaking a word. The same expression remaining on his face and he seems to be somewhat distant than how he usually is. Yet the corner of his eye does catch her, however he says nothing to her.]

[mistyhoney]

[A long moment of silence follows before she finally scrapes up the courage to speak.]

Your drawings... [She pauses for a moment, noticing the way her voice changed to suit the transformation. She sounds just like Seira now. A forceful, determined tone.] ... They're very nice.

[beauchevalier]

[He turns his head towards her and gives her a small smile.]

Thank you. [Though he's never seen her before, is she a new arrival to the island?] Have you just arrived here? I don't think I've ever seen you before.

[mistyhoney]

Oh, I... [Normally, this would be the point where she'd look away in a flustered manner, but... Not Seira. Seira wouldn't. Seira faced these sort of things head on.]

I am fairly new, I suppose.

[beauchevalier]

[He gets close to her and grins, time to get his flirt on.]

What is your name, darling? I'm Angelo.

[mistyhoney]

[Oh no, not this again. What is it with Angelo and invading people's personal space? Her expression hardens and she takes a step back.]

Seira. Seira Hazuki.

[beauchevalier]

[He's the type of person who enjoys getting into people's personal space.]

Seira? That's a very lovely name.

[mistyhoney]

Yes. ...Thank you.

[She nods, folding her arms behind her back. Part of her feels guilty about impersonating Seira, but what else can she do in this situation?]

[beauchevalier]

[He stares at "Seira" for a good long while before speaking again.]

You saw it, didn't you? That drawing I was doing before.

[savemegermany]

[ Italy was one to stare off into the distance, but he usually did notice when the tide was coming in. ]

Ve, the tide's coming in.

[mistyhoney]

[She gives a mild start at the voice, her head turning swiftly to see who spoke.]

Ah? What... [She trails off with a frown, then looks down at her feet to see that her shoes are getting soaked.] Oh! Oh no...

[savemegermany]

[ he nods. ] Ve, you must really like the horizon~ or the water. They're both really pretty~

[mistyhoney]

[She finally takes a few steps backwards, out of the water's reach, her gaze returning to Italy.]

Yes... Yes, they are pretty. I could get lost in the view for hours.

[savemegermany]

[ Italy smiled. ] Ve, I should draw the horizon again. Now that my bakery's flooded, I might need new artwork for it.

[mistyhoney]

Oh, you're the one who owns that bakery?

[She's passed by it a few times over the past few months, but never actually went inside. Looking back now, she really should've.]

[savemegermany]

Si, si, I started it up about a year ago~. I'll have to rebuild it when the bubble's fixed~

[mistyhoney]

Then, the flood caused a lot of damage?

[savemegermany]

Probably. Last I heard the water was still rising~

[mistyhoney]

You might still be able to salvage some of it. Not the artwork, I suppose, but the furniture.

[savemegermany]

Ve, I hope so, but if not I'll rebuild it, make it even better.

[mistyhoney]

You aren't worried it may just get destroyed again?