Application - Amat
Sent in: 8/??/08
Accepted: 9/4/08
Revisions: 0
CHARACTER
» Name: Hikaru Shidou
» Fandom: Magic Knight Rayearth
» Reference: Wiki Entry on Rayearth
» Canon Point: End of the manga.
» Gender: Girly girl is a girl :D
» Orientation: ...Straight with a side of selfless giver. The selfless giver almost qualifies her for pansexual status, but it's evident--manga or anime--that Hikaru has leanings for the male half of the species. That wouldn't stop her from helping someone in need, though.
SAMPLES
» amatomnes Entry: Um, anyone in this country? I think there's been a bit of a mistake! Cause, see, I washed before I left to come and visit, you didn't have to bother with stripping me and washing my clothes.
So thanks, but you don't have to try so hard--I'm really good at laundry! But they do smell nice--can we trade secrets when you get a chance?
» amatomneslogs Entry: Hikaru trained hard to be a good swordman, and swordsmen knew everything about their bodies, inside and out. Okay, there were a couple of classes she missed during Health, but that was only because someone in her class had to take care of a prized pet pig at the time. Which was a hastle in itself, as the little guy was really energetic, and that gave others trouble, but Hikaru had apologized--but that wasn't the point. The point was she had a pretty-keen understanding of her body. Even with the two days she took looking over makeup notes on the material she missed.
So she knew waking up with that heady, pleased feeling meant something had happened, and it wasn't based on the sweets she had before she went to sleep the night before. She rose, and noted that she was naked. And the bed was both huge and decked with very soft, very fine silk. The coastside was viewable to her right--a splendid view of crystal waters and a high, jagged cliff some ways off. There was a sandy beach--not too far from the building, she reasoned. Back into the room was a wardrobe of sizable expanse to the far side, and a desk with a very techy communications device on top, looking very out of place in the grand, Roman design. Her sword lay next to the foot of the bed, as well as her jeweled gauntlet, chestplate, and clothing--all neatly tucked and ready for her to wear.
Hikaru could hear sounds in the hallway--probably busy goers or comers for the palace--she assumed it was a palace. All in all, it wasn't too out of the ordinary, but the design was too far out for Cephiro.
"Where...am I?" She voiced aloud. Then blinked, and noticed the sensations in her mouth. "And what's this flavor? It's salty--hey! My body! Why am I naked!? I didn't--with Lantis...did I?" Try as she could, the memory of the day previous evaded Hikaru. She was shaken, admittedly, and anxious. But she wasn't hurt--not yet. All that remained, then, was to find answers to her questions. And thank whoever tended the laundry.