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⊰♥⊱ ; ” Look who’s talking, banana boy. “
Hatsune.
This beautiful person is Rin Kagamine…? Ah, right. She needs to remember that there are different models of Rin. Like there are different models of herself.
Hearing Rin’s words, she stayed quiet. She… wasn’t sure how to respond. That was just it — she’s speechless, as if she’s afraid of saying anything else.
"I thought getting some fresh air would be a good idea." She replied softly. "It’s nice too meet you too in person, Kagamine-san. May I ask the same question towards you - on why you’re wandering outside? Did you wanted some fresh air too?"
⊰♥⊱ ; " ... fresh air. You wanted fresh air at two in the morning. Very well, then. Your decisions are ultimately up to you, after all. " A thin chuckle through the threshold from her lips while she tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear. ⊰♥⊱ ; " Yeah, sure. Fresh air. Truth of the matter is that I'm always wandering outside. I'm a creature of the night, you could say. "
Hatsune.
♪ — Staying near the lights means safety. Well, that’s what she always do when walking in streets at night. Miku is having a restless night; her mind buzzing around with unnecessary things, so she thought taking a walk would ease her mind.
The street lights gave off such an ominous glow as they flickered. The teallet girl suppressed a shudder. Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea after all.
She wasn’t paying attention when she felt a sudden hit from her shoulder, making her stumble back.
” …Watch where you’re going. “
Blue orbs, cold and distant, stared at Miku. She was surprised she didn’t let out a scream. If looks could kill, she’d be dead on the spot.
"I… I’m sorry." She politely bowed in an apologetic way. "I… wasn’t looking." She straighten her posture. She tried to distract her apprehension by examining this stranger.
Blonde hair reaching to her shoulders, and in mature clothing it appears. In Miku’s eyes, this lady is beautiful.
"My name is Miku Hatsune." She showed the stranger a gentle smile. "May I know your name?"
⊰♥⊱ ; " ... wasn't looking. I see. It's very late out, it's quite dark and you're wandering a potentially dangerous part of the city. I would suggest that you start paying attention to where it is that you're going, for the sake of your own safety. " But it's Hatsune's problem, not hers. A shame it would be, however, if the world's most prized idol were to be dragged away in the back of an alley. Such adored women should learn to take better care of themselves. ⊰♥⊱ ; " I know who you are. Everyone knows who you are. Introducing yourself was not necessary. You know who I am, as well. Kagamine Rin, is my name. Just probably not the one you're used to. Should I finish my sentence with an obligatory pleased to meet you? It's nice to meet you in person, Miss Hatsune. Now tell me exactly why it is you're wandering out here by yourself. How risky of you. "
He's got hair as white as snow and the scarf around his neck resembles something that Kaito would wear. Yet they have no relation, this she already knows. More intriguing to her is the fact he is the same as she. No blood under that skin of his, and there's a drum in his chest where a heart would be. Peculiar. ⊰♥⊱ ; " You're not a human. Not fully, at least. But you're also not a VOCALOID, are you? Not one I've ever heard of. Are you new? Under which company? " She could be entirely wrong in her assumptions. She, after all, could not care less about the matters that Crypton and friends currently delve into. It's more than plausible they've employed a new device that she has yet to hear of. How late was she on realizing MEIKO had received V3? Very. ⊰♥⊱ ; " Who are you, exactly? Forgive my approach. I'm curious. "
⊰♥⊱ ; " .. a male Hatsune. " Curious glance while twirling her hair between two fingers. She's not familiar with him, and she's also more than aware he's composed of true flesh and blood in contrast to her simple biomass. Another to be envious of, it seems. ⊰♥⊱ ; " ... or at least, that's what you look like. However perhaps it's just coincidence. Are you a cosplayer? Is this a design you've conjured up yourself? Or are you perhaps also employed by Crypton? "
⊰♥⊱ ; " Excuse me. Your name is Luka, is it not? " Said while slowly approaching from behind, shadows cast onto broken sidewalk from the rapidly setting sun. ⊰♥⊱ ; " ... well, it's Megurine Luka. Sorry, I'm not sure how I should address you. Regardless, I believe you dropped this. " And she proceeds to hand over a wallet that she only assumes belongs to her.
femme kaito.
⊰❆⊱ “Oh! I’m his sister actually, Kaiko Shion! Although we do have a large family though. Nigaito-nii, Tai-nii, Ki-nii, Zei-nii, Akaito-nii, then me to name them off somewhat. Um, sorry if you were expecting to black mail Kai-nii though or something about this. Well, actually, I think he’s still embarrassed by his outfit in Duke Venomania. That aside! I do understand you didn’t know it, that’s fine by me honestly. Not all of us know one another so, that’s okay.” Although she did seem confused then, what was she reaching for now? Oh, wait, that’s a stick of gum which was gratefully taken from hand with a smile. She didn’t need it, but she wanted to be courteous at this point. “I actually thought you might have been her deciding to upgrade at first. Although that one is probably another you’re use to if they say this. I sort of figured it out when you asked if I was Kai-nii cross-dressing.”
⊰♥⊱ ; " ...thank you for clarifying the vastness of your family and proceeding to list them all off one-by-one. I didn't ask, however, and I also can honestly say I didn't pay attention to a single word you just said. " With a solemn expression she slips the stick of gum between her teeth and places the nearly empty pack bag into her purse. ⊰♥⊱ ; " I am an upgrade. What did you say your name was, again? Ah, forget about it. I'll forget it again just as quickly.Female Kaito is good enough for me. How old are you? Or maybe I should clarify. How old are you meant to be? You look a bit young to be on your own. "
femme kaito.
⊰❆⊱ “Kai-nii? He’s my brother! He doesn’t cross-dress, if he did then he’d probably have Mei-chan kick his rear end downhill from what Riri-san mentioned… she thinks that he’s whipped.” Blue ran in some part of the family, just her and Kaito although there was Kamaito who was the actual drag queen in the family yet they don’t talk to hi… her, very often from what she recalled. She was too busy usually to pay them a visit so they more times than not didn’t remember her existence until a rare occasion arrived involving her being able to come by. Of course she would know who her own brother is though, much as it was programming and she’s more the female model of him; he’s still her twin brother. Even their long list of derivatives were family in her azure orbs, Taito especially even if he held them in distaste. “Um, you look like Kagamine Rin-chan though.” Is she really though? She thought she was, she should be even by how she looked. Is this a different model of her? Perhaps, or she could have upgraded her model, she isn’t certain.
⊰♥⊱ ; " Your brother? I see. I suppose that makes sense. I had heard that the amount of Shions is quite a large number. Just never cared enough to actually pay any attention. So you're not Kaito, then. Who are you? You'll have to excuse me not already knowing your name. Surely you can understand. " A pause while she reaches into her purse to retrieve a pack of gum. She unwraps one for herself and silently offers an extra stick to the woman of blue standing before her. ⊰♥⊱ ; " Do you think I look like her? I usually get mixed reviews. Some see the resemblance, others are surprised when I say that I am, in fact, Kagamine Rin -- technically. Just not the one you'd expect, I'm sure. "
“I think it’s beautiful.”
A frown of disapproval makes it’s way to Yukari’s features as she crosses her arms. She believes that the woman’s hair is very pretty, and it’s natural for hair to have it’s flaws.
“Thank you. I’ve never really paid close attention to my hair. Ah, you like purple? Hmm, it seems that I am wearing a lot of it. Yes, I do love purple. It is a very pretty colour. But nonetheless, thank you very much.”
⊰♥⊱ ; " What's your name? " Love at first sight is quite a pitiful thing to believe in. However if such theories are held so highly in the minds of others then perhaps it is also just as plausible for friendship at first thing to be a sight. Or interest, rather. Or maybe it only ties directly into the fact she's sporting one of the most radiant shades in existence. That, certainly, is something that could catch one's eyes. ⊰♥⊱ ; " I'll introduce myself first. I'm Rin. Kagamine Rin. "
Kaito.
A late night trip to the convenience store, one that he’s made many nights before. On one such night, he encountered an old friend. This time, he seems to have encountered a stranger … Except it’s a familiar stranger. One baring the face of a famed singer, only older, more mature. Rounded eyes have been narrowed for a mature look, and the rest of her body is similarly equipped. A new android? Kaito doesn’t keep up with the mechanisms of Crypton anymore than he has to, but he wouldn’t put it past the company to make a sultry, womanly module of someone who is usually marketed as a child. Unfortunately, they have very few scruples about such things.
Ah, but now he’s become lost in his own thoughts and he hasn’t even noticed his own error. Slack features come to life, eyes widening as he stumbles backwards, cheeks filling with color as he realizes that, surely, she’s been talking this entire time that he’s been standing on her. How embarrassing.
❄~ “Ahhh, I’m so sorry, Miss … Kagamine?”
Hesitance colors his tone. Surely, if she is an android made by Crypton, she shares the same name as her counterparts? And, yet, he can’t be sure. She really does look very different.
⊰♥⊱ ; She is accustomed to strange looks, prolonged glances. One of a kind, after all. She'd be a little less bitter about allowing him to take his time though, if it weren't for the fact her toes were beginning to throb. It is with such that she finally pulls her foot away and dangles it an inch off the ground for a moment while the feeling returns in the form of prickling pins and needles.
⊰♥⊱ ; " Sure. That's my legal name. " Kagamine -- mirror sound. There's only one side to the mirror, though. She has no reflection. " Most don't usually recognize me so quickly. I'm, admittedly, a little impressed. And also a little disappointed. Is it the outfit? " ⊰♥⊱ ; Clad in a pair of black shorts instead of a usual skirt, simple fact that she's fallen behind on her laundry again. She always tries to differentiate her physical appearance as far away form her intended design as much as possible. A quick glance to her shoulder, double checking to reaffirm that her 02 mark is not visible.
⊰♥⊱ ; It's dark, and for once, she's no idea where she's going or which part of the neighborhood she's in -- admittedly, leaving her a bit more on edge. Strange that she, someone who is more than used to solitude and figuring things out for herself, ends up lost in the city. Perhaps related to the fact she is on an empty stomach and thinking less coherently. When hastily walking towards another individual who's face is masked by the shadows cast from flickering street lamps, such nerves are exactly why she's nowhere near apologetic after ramming into their shoulder. -- Oh!
⊰♥⊱ ; " ...Watch where you're going. " Mumbled under breath that expels through white mist in the unusual chill of a summer evening.
purple hair.
“…Hmm?”
A glance at the woman is enough to know that she is a Rin Kagamine module. And a very pretty looking one at that. In fact, the woman seems to look amazing. How can she make herself look attractive and be an android at the same time? Jealousy comes easily to her, and it most certainly is not helping. Why wasn’t she designed prettier? Hmph.
“Yes, it is. Yours is very pretty too.”
⊰♥⊱ ; " ... It's dried out. " She runs a hand, passively, through her hair upon stating such. It is true, after all. Her ends are split, it's tousled in her face and her bangs are in need of a trim.
⊰♥⊱ ; " Yours looks very clean, and it shines. Actually, purple is my favorite color. You are wearing a lot of it. Is it yours, as well? It does suit you. "
⊰♥⊱ ; Found where she usually is -- it's late at night and she's hungry, so she's ventured into a 7-11 that's open all hours of the night. Handy, really -- because it's only after midnight that she really starts to crave something salty. She's distracted by a set of hands that reaches for the same bag of chips that she had intended to go for. Purple tipped nails retract from the presence of another touch and she glances upward, originally planning to offer a careless apology. The face that matches the hand in which she brushes against, however, pauses the sentence that attempts to flow from her mouth. She's left silent for a few aching seconds until she narrows her eyes. Observing, analyzing.
⊰♥⊱ ; " ..Len. " A short pause. " Hm. You are Kagamine Len, right? You certainly look like him. Unless, perhaps, you are just a cosplayer. Because you aren't robotic. I can tell. You're perfectly human, aren't you? So then who are you, exactly? A simple look-a-like? Or perhaps, the original? ... ... I apologize, for brushing your hand. I was trying to grab something to eat. Would you like these? " And she proceeds to offer the bag of salted potato crisps that her fingers are still lingering against.
⊰♥⊱ ; Narrowed eyes, sudden inquisition. He's tall and he's clad in nothing but shades of indigo and violet and everything in between; a personal rainbow of her favorite colors, really. But that's not exactly why she's so fixated on him. It's more so directed towards that giant bandage that's covering his eye. Battered and bruised, he looks, just like the hues of the hair that hangs in his face.
" ... What the hell happened to you? " She has no care for personal boundaries. She'll ask whatever it is that plagues her mind regardless of what is and is not appropriate.
⊰♥⊱ ; " ... You... look exactly like Kaito. " She's curious, tilt of her head while folding arms across her chest. Eyes narrow in a further observation. Short blue hair, little scarf tied around her neck -- the same shade he'd wear, too. A lot of blue clad in her outfit. Perhaps the taste in color runs in the family. -- Providing they're related at all, of course. She raises her eyebrows, purses her lips. " Do you know who that is? " It's assumed that everyone knows who he is, but one can never be sure, she supposes. " You look like you could be his twin. A female version of him. Like if Kaito was a cross dresser or something. ... Is Kaito a cross dresser? You're not Kaito, are you? "
⊰♥⊱ ; " ... Purple hair. " She's not usually one to call others out on their appearance. In all actuality she could rarely even try to care about the status of others. This woman, however, is an exception -- the tresses on her head are of her own favorite flavor. " That's nice. I like that. Your natural color? "
⊰♥⊱ ; " Shion. " It's a simple utterance of his name, mumbled under breath to the point where he perhaps may not be able to hear. Even in the height that was designed to give her a little more leverage on her counterparts, he's still towering over her. Might be related to the fact that he can grow, and she cannot. She'd almost assumed he was the same as her, until internal sensors can further detect -- to put simply, a little bit more of a life force. Or rather, that the pulsing from his chest audible to sensitive hearing comes from a beating heart instead of a synthesized drum. Interesting. The original, then.
" Kaito. That's your name, right? Undoubtedly one of the most important guys out there. Unless you're a cosplayer, which I'm assuming you aren't. Hm. Just wanted to say hello. -- And also, that you're standing on my toes. Please move. "