弱音ハク//Yowane Haku (
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[Open] .1st Fantasy Impromptu.
This wasn't her room.
There was no sound of machinery, no gentle hum of lights and computers and other equipment. There was no child-like laughter from the twins outside the door, no tapping of fingers or smell of cigarettes as Dell worked tirelessly on his song writing, no distant sound of singing from somewhere else in the VOCALOID household that Crypton owned in that small residential district in Tokyo. There was just silence, and a musty scent that for all intents and purposes reminded her of a grave yard after a rain storm had come and gone.
And darkness.
A darkness she wasn't used to.
It soon dawned on her why, though, shortly after her systems started up and she roused from her sleep mode, only slightly more energized than when she had gone to bed.
She was enclosed in something. It was cold, stone, rough and only the barest bits of light fluttered through the few small openings that were high above her head. There was something behind her that only reached to her shoulder blades, just as solid as the stone around her, but she couldn't for the life of her see what it was. In front, what looked to be some kind of opening, though it was little more than a sliver of a crack around it that indicated this.
At first she was curious in her strange half-awake moment before her systems came completely on line, but soon enough that was replaced by fear, then panic. Had she been kidnapped? Were the others there with her? This wasn't a prank... it couldn't be. There was nothing like this strange tomb in their home or anywhere near by. But then, where was she? And how had she been taken from her home so quickly as to not have woken up at all during the journey?
"... h... hello?! e-eto... Is... is anyone out there?! Is-- h... help... ! Help me! Please!"
She became more frightened by the second, even going so far as to start pushing against the wall in front of her in some useless hope that maybe, just maybe, it would budge.
"LET ME OUT! PLEASE"
Her voice rose shrilly, loud and echoing in her chamber, even carrying outside of it for a long ways beyond where her wobbling sarcophagi stood. She was so fraught with panic that she didn't even realize she was actually making the stone budge and sway. She started throwing herself against it hard, slamming her shoulder in to it repeatedly with her frightened, no longer coherent screams.
All at once the stone gave and toppled over with her still inside it, sending both crashing to the stone ledge hard. She bounced when she hit, body jarring with the impact as she skid and went rolling off the edge on to the ground below. She landed in a heap, groaning with the pain her nerve receptors were sending through her entire body, especially her head. A few warnings popped up only long enough for her to know that she was going to shut down momentarily due to the impact.
"Nn-- no... don't--..."
Try as she might to fight against her system's protocols, she failed to stop the shut down fast enough, and within seconds she was still, laying as a discarded doll on the dusty castle floor.
There was no sound of machinery, no gentle hum of lights and computers and other equipment. There was no child-like laughter from the twins outside the door, no tapping of fingers or smell of cigarettes as Dell worked tirelessly on his song writing, no distant sound of singing from somewhere else in the VOCALOID household that Crypton owned in that small residential district in Tokyo. There was just silence, and a musty scent that for all intents and purposes reminded her of a grave yard after a rain storm had come and gone.
And darkness.
A darkness she wasn't used to.
It soon dawned on her why, though, shortly after her systems started up and she roused from her sleep mode, only slightly more energized than when she had gone to bed.
She was enclosed in something. It was cold, stone, rough and only the barest bits of light fluttered through the few small openings that were high above her head. There was something behind her that only reached to her shoulder blades, just as solid as the stone around her, but she couldn't for the life of her see what it was. In front, what looked to be some kind of opening, though it was little more than a sliver of a crack around it that indicated this.
At first she was curious in her strange half-awake moment before her systems came completely on line, but soon enough that was replaced by fear, then panic. Had she been kidnapped? Were the others there with her? This wasn't a prank... it couldn't be. There was nothing like this strange tomb in their home or anywhere near by. But then, where was she? And how had she been taken from her home so quickly as to not have woken up at all during the journey?
"... h... hello?! e-eto... Is... is anyone out there?! Is-- h... help... ! Help me! Please!"
She became more frightened by the second, even going so far as to start pushing against the wall in front of her in some useless hope that maybe, just maybe, it would budge.
"LET ME OUT! PLEASE"
Her voice rose shrilly, loud and echoing in her chamber, even carrying outside of it for a long ways beyond where her wobbling sarcophagi stood. She was so fraught with panic that she didn't even realize she was actually making the stone budge and sway. She started throwing herself against it hard, slamming her shoulder in to it repeatedly with her frightened, no longer coherent screams.
All at once the stone gave and toppled over with her still inside it, sending both crashing to the stone ledge hard. She bounced when she hit, body jarring with the impact as she skid and went rolling off the edge on to the ground below. She landed in a heap, groaning with the pain her nerve receptors were sending through her entire body, especially her head. A few warnings popped up only long enough for her to know that she was going to shut down momentarily due to the impact.
"Nn-- no... don't--..."
Try as she might to fight against her system's protocols, she failed to stop the shut down fast enough, and within seconds she was still, laying as a discarded doll on the dusty castle floor.
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At least until she registered the pain in the back of her head and cried out at THAT, holding the spot where she'd hit with both her hands and curling her legs up while muttering 'ow ow ow ow ow' under her breath in a sharp hiss.
"Ahh..." she whined once the pain subsided, looking up through a mess of white bangs, "Who... are you... ?"
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"My name is Quatre Raberba Winner. Its very nice to meet you...but I think perhaps we should try to get our bearings..."
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Wait, he'd used Western order. Was he speaking English? ... of course he was. She had an English database. A hit to the head wasn't going to scramble her translators that easily.
"H-H-Haku... Yowane..." she finally managed to sputter out awkwardly, cheeks turning a deep shade of red. She quickly moved to her knees and bowed her head. "I-it's nice to meet you, Winner-san. U-uhm... where... are we?"
It wasn't a very confident sounding introduction, or question for that matter, but his comment about 'getting their bearings' made her worry that he had no idea where they were either.
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"Ah! I was in my room... mm... Meiko-oneechan was down the hall practicing... kind of noisily... I was going to go to sleep and then..."
He voice trailed off again as she lowered her hand and raised her head to look around the area she was in slowly. The high vaulted ceiling alone was like nothing she had ever seen before, but the construction of it all was what really tipped her off. She had been to Europe at one point with the rest of the Vocaloids to meet some of their European sister and brother units, and visited a castle there as a sort of field trip... and it looked nothing like this place.
It would have been grand and elegant, if it didn't feel so desolate and cold.
"... here..."
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"This doesn't look like any place I've ever seen. I'm not sure what to think about how we even got here..."
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"I-it's not Japan..." she muttered quietly, though that was clearly obvious and a rather glib statement to make in light of everything.
"I couldn't have been kidnapped easily... security would have stopped anyone from getting inside... a-and... my GPS can't seem to pick up any known location..." she continued on, rambling a bit in her odd summation of things.
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"Tokyo. Where... are you from? You're speaking English, aren't you?"
It hadn't surprised her that he didn't bring up the fact that she was an android. After all, they were common place in her world now, more or less. It hadn't occurred to her he had never encountered a VOCALOID or their like kin yet.
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Haku's red eyes unfocused for a second while she checked something.
Wait.
No.
"... my... vocal bank is still in Japanese... I-- ... e-ehh?!"
The noise came out shocked and a little frightened, hands flailing a little. She did a quick scan, but no errors came back at all. There was nothing causing her to see wrong information.
"I can understand you. And you can understand me."
It made no sense, and her poor little circuits were breaking.
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Strangely, it was comforting to hear him say that. As much as she wanted to panic and freak out, he was doing well at keeping her from completely losing it. She put a hand to her chest, mechanical heart racing for only a second but slowing quickly.
"I... i-if you wouldn't mind..." she said, shifting on her feet. "Mou... I'm not handling this well at all..."
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"Thank you very much, Winner-san. I won't mind any mistakes at all, I promise."
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"... are you going to be okay, Winner-san?"
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"Space... ?"
She was sounding like quite the parrot today.
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Well, at least that much she'd been able to piece together. She may not have been the sharpest tool in the shed, but her learning curve wasn't that bad.
"... you lived in space?! That's amazing!" she cried out at the sudden realization, wincing when her voice echoed around the chamber noisily. "Sorry..."
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"... eto... Winner-san? Where should we go... ?"
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