Meia

[Bean Bandit]

Jura, apparently used to Meia's silent moments, simply smirked and waved casually, then continued to recline on the table, leaving Meia to her plunge in the steaming water....

[Rezantis]

...which 'she' did, wincing slightly at the first contact with the fairly hot water.

This is... weird... and I think I'm going to crack unless sanity starts coming back soon...

Her head rolled backwards slightly as she stared at the ceiling.  After a moment, her eyes closed as her face settled into a twisted grimace.

I hate this.  What the hell else is going to happen?

And what the **** is going on?

[Bean Bandit]

Her mind whirling with the implications and sour mutterings pertaining to her current situation...Meia slumped slightly, falling into a fitful sleep in the jacuzzi...

[Carthrat]

Meia slept.

And dreamed...

The dream was surreal, as dreams are. And this dream was made up of the thoughts and memories of Meia... and her new occupant.

Images of a university were entwined with images of a Dread.. those of friends unreachable compared with those of new friends known to her.. but still yet unknown.

Dreams of the life once lived combined with dreams of the life she lived now...

Memories swirled within the subconcious, and perhaps insanity loomed beyond.

But out of the blue came something else, something vast and cosmic...

Meia found herself split in two; on one side, Meia Gibson, but on the other, her current controller. Both figures were paralysed, and before them, a white glow appeared in the shape of a tall woman...

And from her, a voice came.

"I am sorry for bringing you here, but I desperately need your help..."

[Rezantis]

Rez felt surprisingly calm given the situation.  At least, he would have been surprised had he not been so strangely calm, and...

...and so, he didn't reply, he just looked.

[Carthrat]

As Rez looked, the figure in front of him grew more defining features.

Long, long white hair became visible across the woman's back, and slowly, the light formed into a tall woman with perfectly smooth skin, long, flowing robes draped all over her, and strage, perfectly symmetrical marks on her face, giving her an appearance... somewhat like one of the Norns.

She spoke again, more clearly this time...

"I hope you havn't found your circumstances too disconcerting, but there is little I can do... at least, until Order is restored..

You are in an alternate dimension to your own, one very much like the worlds that human writers create and call 'manga'.  You are here... to prevent further tampering with the fabric of this universe that has already been done."

[Rezantis]

". . . and my being here isn't tampering?"

[Carthrat]

"Yes, but you must understand, this universe works on a different level of physics to your own.

Suffice to say, your being here is the only way I can bring people to make sure a crucial event occurs the way it should... and to do so, you will have to move through time and space once again.

I apologize, but this is the only way I can bring you here.

To return you to your home, you must make sure that, in the final confrontation between Vash the Stampede and Knives Million, the result remains the same as it does within your manga. Namely, that Vash wins."

"You do realize I've never seen or read Trigun, right?  How close does it have to be?"

"As long as Vash wins the confrontation without killing Knives, Order can be restored."


"Alright... now why would it turn out differently?"

"Because an opposing force to me, Chaos, seeks to unbind the universe, and to do so, he is willing to take a hand in causing it to go astray."

"Too many things to name in the time this dream gives me... but I can tell you that already he is working against you, attempting to subvert others to his side."

"What others?"

"The others that were brought here with you... they are scattered across the worlds, but all will eventually come together.."

"Who?"

"I do not know their names, but I know that they all share the same... 'forum', is what you call it? Spirit links do not give physical identity.."

"...you're kidding me.  Who brought us here?"

"I did."

"But you said I was here to counter the fact that Chaos was subverting others."

"You are, for I cannot contact the residents of this plane in the same manner I contact you without disturbing balance.

While I can summon you into anothers body, this is only because the balance has already been disturbed in their world. I cannot talk to them; Chaos already has a slight hold over them. Only by summoning others, from other dimensions can I be able to send warriors to defend against his machinations.."

"So basically, if I help Vash beat Knives, or whoever he is, I get sent home."

"Yes. However, I would ask your help in another matter.

Chaos has, throughout various other worlds, been attempting to disrupt their balance as well. There is one world in particular where you must save ones life.. and you will find another I have sent here."

"Whose life, what world? And why are they in danger? Do you know what body the other person you sent is in?"

"They are in danger becuase Chaos is whispering in... in the ear of the one I sent to that world. While you may all be my salvation, if Chaos subverts even one of you completely, it could be my undoing... I do know that the other person is in the body of a man named Vicious.

Vicious is a tall man. He has scraggly white hair, and always presents himself well. He carries a katana, and, in this world, you may see him fly a white, boxy fighter."

"I think I recall something of him, not very much.  How does his fighter compare to my Dread?"

"His fighter, while very dangerous for his time, cannot compare with your Dread."

"So... why should I be helping you over Chaos?"

"Because Chaos seeks to destory the very fabric of this universe. Once he has destroyed this one, he will doubtless move on to others.. and with the entire energy of all the lives that once lived in this universe, he will doubtless be succesful again and again, toppling the entire structure on which the multiverse stands..."

"Ah.  That could be a problem."

"I don't suppose there's any way to know which of you would be telling me the truth?"

"If you wish, you can choose not to help me. In a year, after Chaos has conquered this world and started to move on to yours, I will contact you again."

"I'd be an idiot not to ask. So, how do I get to... whatever the hell this place is that you want me at? And how do I find Spiegal?"

The figure started to fade, and so did the surroundings, in the way that dreams do.

"Just.. act as you would.. it will come.."

And then the dream faded out, leaving Meia in the jaccuzi... done like a prune.

[Rezantis]

Figures.  I wasn't done.

"Ugh."

Standing up, wincing slightly as 'she' did so, Meia grabbed the nearby towel and stepped out of the water.

That last unanswered question remained hanging, though.

Can the Nirvana survive without Meia?

[Bean Bandit]

Jura looked up, no longer lying on the table, but sitting up on it, with the towel draped over her lap, and otherwise unclothed.

"Finally." She commented, eyeing Meia. "I was beginning to wonder If I'd have to pull you out."

[Rezantis]

'Meia' turned her eyes towards Jura as the latter started spe-

Well, that was a nice view.

-then dragged her eyes back towards the door to the changeroom and kept walking.  

"I had some thinking to do."

[Bean Bandit]

Jura nodded as Meia left, raising her eyebrows slightly. The slight drop in her gaze hadn't been lost on the curvy blonde pilot.

"And here I thought she'd give Dita some competition..." She mused. "Interesting..."


OOC: 4 hours have elapsed. Amuse yourself for a bit, explore or whatever. ^_^. I'll keep up for now.

[Rezantis]

Stepping into the changeroom - thankfully empty - 'Meia' quickly towelled herself off and got dressed in her flightsuit again.

--

Stepping out of the room, she attempted to orientate herself...

Well, the dread platforms are at the back... this should be the female portion of the ship... I think the bridge is at the front of this part...

So, let's try and find the bridge.

[Bean Bandit]

Unfortuantely, the halls were of the cookie cutter variety, all more or less alike, with nothing but doors to crew quarters, and doors to lifts, and ships functionaries (Such as the kitchen, or the jacuzzi) breaking the monotony.

There was nothing to do about it but explore the halls, looking for the way to the bridge, perhaps someone or something that knew...

[Rezantis]

...and since there really was nothing to do right now, Meia did just that - trying to keep a rough idea of where everything was along the way.