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hoshikage.
The cockpit was a shambles and the rest of the GunWinger wasn't looking much better. Ryu was tempted to kick something in frustration, but he knew he was lucky to have walked away from the crash. "Any landing," he sighed, taking his helmet off and running a hand through his hair. It was, he discovered to his disgust, wet with sweat. Well, it wasn't like it had been an easy sortie, he decided. The damn monster had been a hydra, two new heads sprouting every time they or Ultraman had managed to chop one off. Teppei's analysis had finally indicated its weak points were on the soles of its feet, and hadn't that been a bitch, getting the thing to rear up so they could shoot at them.
"Ryu-san?" Mirai called, crashing through the brush. He stopped as soon as he came clear, though, and just stared at the GunWinger. "What did you do?"
"Crashed. Obviously," Ryu returned sarcastically. "What about you? You okay?" Mirai had disappeared out of the copilot's seat halfway into the fight, changing into Moebius when it became evident they weren't going to be able to defeat the monster by human means alone.
"I'm fine," Mirai replied, walking closer, still staring at the wreckage. "Araiso-san's going to be furious at us."
"Let him be," Ryu replied grumpily. "Give him something to do." He pulled out his flame-painted comm unit to check the time again. "They'll be here to pick us up in about a half hour," he told his teammate. "Guess we just wait."
The grey sky rumbled, and the clouds opened up as it began to pour.
"Great," Ryu grumbled. "Let's find some shelter!" He ran for it, Mirai on his heels.
"Ryu-san, wait!" Mirai called, but Ryu'd found the cliff face and jogged along it, hoping for a cave or an overhang or something.
"Wait!" Mirai said again, a hand catching on his shoulder. Ryu turned to ask if he saw shelter, only to see a glimmering blue light spread upward and outward from Mirai's raised hand. The rain pattered on it like a roof, not even throwing off sparks where it touched. Ryu curiously reached a gloved hand up to touch the barrier. It gave slightly, elastic, returning to its original shape as he moved his hand away. He looked at Mirai, who was grinning. "I can keep the rain off us," Mirai said.
"Hmm." That was handy. He considered Mirai. "Maybe I'll keep you after all."
"What? Keep me?" But Ryu was already moving again. "Ryu-san!"
"Come on, let's find someplace to sit this out until everyone shows up," Ryu said, trusting Mirai to follow after him and keep that shield over their heads.
In the end he found a boulder not too far from the downed plane and they scrambled up to the top, avoiding the mud the rest of the area was becoming. Ryu settled his helmet into the hollow of his crossed legs and pulled his gloves off, tucking them inside. He unzipped his jacket and fished in one of the inner pockets, pulling out a pair of energy bars. "Here."
Mirai took the bar and opened its packaging. They sat eating for a while. It was nice, Ryu decided. No one else around, the rain falling all around them but not on them....
"Ryu-san, look!" Mirai whispered excitedly, pointing toward the edge of the clearing. A doe picked her way daintily forward, cautious and graceful.
"Stay still and don't scare her," Ryu advised, leaning back a little as he watched.
Mirai was rapt, watching the local wildlife from their vantage point. Ryu wondered if Earth's animals really were that different from what he was used to, or if maybe there weren't any animals on Mirai's homeworld? He frowned, trying to figure out if evolutionarily that would even work. But, no, Mirai had called the Ultra "the dominant species." That meant there had to be others.
"Earth is such a wonderful planet," Mirai said softly as the doe vanished into the growth on the other side of the clearing. He practically glowed from within. "Humans really are lucky."
"Doesn't always look that way from here," Ryu replied.
"Really? Why not?"
Ryu thought about all the things that were wrong with the world. Things that, he realized, Mirai was sheltered from, living in the Phoenix Nest, working toward his single purpose. "We make war on one another sometimes. There's poverty, crime, environmental damage. Natural disasters, too."
Mirai nodded solemnly. "Yeah. I guess it's hard all over the universe," he said, looking away.
Ryu blinked. He wasn't used to Mirai being serious. "My father used to say that we're born into pain and it's our job to make it better," he offered.
Mirai looked surprised. "You never talk about your family, Ryu-san."
"You never talk about yours either," Ryu pointed out. "Though in your case, I can understand why. Say one thing and Teppei spends the whole rest of the day coming up with questions...."
Mirai laughed a little and nodded.
"My dad...." Ryu looked up at their little rain shield and thought back. "My dad was an engineer. He's the one who taught me to love mechanics. He was killed in a car crash when I was eleven. Mom had already been gone for years by then...."
He talked on, the fresh rain pattering all around them, for what seemed like hours, until the whine of hover engines indicated their ride back to the Phoenix Nest had arrived.
hoshikage.The cockpit was a shambles and the rest of the GunWinger wasn't looking much better. Ryu was tempted to kick something in frustration, but he knew he was lucky to have walked away from the crash. "Any landing," he sighed, taking his helmet off and running a hand through his hair. It was, he discovered to his disgust, wet with sweat. Well, it wasn't like it had been an easy sortie, he decided. The damn monster had been a hydra, two new heads sprouting every time they or Ultraman had managed to chop one off. Teppei's analysis had finally indicated its weak points were on the soles of its feet, and hadn't that been a bitch, getting the thing to rear up so they could shoot at them.
"Ryu-san?" Mirai called, crashing through the brush. He stopped as soon as he came clear, though, and just stared at the GunWinger. "What did you do?"
"Crashed. Obviously," Ryu returned sarcastically. "What about you? You okay?" Mirai had disappeared out of the copilot's seat halfway into the fight, changing into Moebius when it became evident they weren't going to be able to defeat the monster by human means alone.
"I'm fine," Mirai replied, walking closer, still staring at the wreckage. "Araiso-san's going to be furious at us."
"Let him be," Ryu replied grumpily. "Give him something to do." He pulled out his flame-painted comm unit to check the time again. "They'll be here to pick us up in about a half hour," he told his teammate. "Guess we just wait."
The grey sky rumbled, and the clouds opened up as it began to pour.
"Great," Ryu grumbled. "Let's find some shelter!" He ran for it, Mirai on his heels.
"Ryu-san, wait!" Mirai called, but Ryu'd found the cliff face and jogged along it, hoping for a cave or an overhang or something.
"Wait!" Mirai said again, a hand catching on his shoulder. Ryu turned to ask if he saw shelter, only to see a glimmering blue light spread upward and outward from Mirai's raised hand. The rain pattered on it like a roof, not even throwing off sparks where it touched. Ryu curiously reached a gloved hand up to touch the barrier. It gave slightly, elastic, returning to its original shape as he moved his hand away. He looked at Mirai, who was grinning. "I can keep the rain off us," Mirai said.
"Hmm." That was handy. He considered Mirai. "Maybe I'll keep you after all."
"What? Keep me?" But Ryu was already moving again. "Ryu-san!"
"Come on, let's find someplace to sit this out until everyone shows up," Ryu said, trusting Mirai to follow after him and keep that shield over their heads.
In the end he found a boulder not too far from the downed plane and they scrambled up to the top, avoiding the mud the rest of the area was becoming. Ryu settled his helmet into the hollow of his crossed legs and pulled his gloves off, tucking them inside. He unzipped his jacket and fished in one of the inner pockets, pulling out a pair of energy bars. "Here."
Mirai took the bar and opened its packaging. They sat eating for a while. It was nice, Ryu decided. No one else around, the rain falling all around them but not on them....
"Ryu-san, look!" Mirai whispered excitedly, pointing toward the edge of the clearing. A doe picked her way daintily forward, cautious and graceful.
"Stay still and don't scare her," Ryu advised, leaning back a little as he watched.
Mirai was rapt, watching the local wildlife from their vantage point. Ryu wondered if Earth's animals really were that different from what he was used to, or if maybe there weren't any animals on Mirai's homeworld? He frowned, trying to figure out if evolutionarily that would even work. But, no, Mirai had called the Ultra "the dominant species." That meant there had to be others.
"Earth is such a wonderful planet," Mirai said softly as the doe vanished into the growth on the other side of the clearing. He practically glowed from within. "Humans really are lucky."
"Doesn't always look that way from here," Ryu replied.
"Really? Why not?"
Ryu thought about all the things that were wrong with the world. Things that, he realized, Mirai was sheltered from, living in the Phoenix Nest, working toward his single purpose. "We make war on one another sometimes. There's poverty, crime, environmental damage. Natural disasters, too."
Mirai nodded solemnly. "Yeah. I guess it's hard all over the universe," he said, looking away.
Ryu blinked. He wasn't used to Mirai being serious. "My father used to say that we're born into pain and it's our job to make it better," he offered.
Mirai looked surprised. "You never talk about your family, Ryu-san."
"You never talk about yours either," Ryu pointed out. "Though in your case, I can understand why. Say one thing and Teppei spends the whole rest of the day coming up with questions...."
Mirai laughed a little and nodded.
"My dad...." Ryu looked up at their little rain shield and thought back. "My dad was an engineer. He's the one who taught me to love mechanics. He was killed in a car crash when I was eleven. Mom had already been gone for years by then...."
He talked on, the fresh rain pattering all around them, for what seemed like hours, until the whine of hover engines indicated their ride back to the Phoenix Nest had arrived.
