http://notthebatman.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] notthebatman.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2009-03-01 09:59 pm

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WHO: Harvey Dent, Usagi Tsukino, Amaterasu?
WHERE: The dumpster by the MAC
WHEN: After Usagi's enterance post.
WARNINGS: Nothing. Will be updated as needed.
SUMMARY: Rescue times!
FORMAT: Paragraph

Harvey Dent was slightly impulsive. Some times, it worked. Trying most of Gotham's mob at once, proposing to Rachel, some of his cases, those were done on total impulse. For the most part, it was good. However, there were some times when Harvey had to wonder just what he was doing. Now was one of them. Granted, he couldn't cut himself but does that mean he could bounce bullets?

He ran towards the dumpster, stopping in front of the alleyway. "Hey!" he called out. "Hey, it's me, Harvey! Are you okay?" He walked near the back, still looking. "Usagi! Are you here?" He might have gotten the wrong alleyway...but he didn't think so.

[identity profile] ginpatsu-usagi.livejournal.com 2009-03-02 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
Her arms were wrapped around her knees holding herself tightly as she did not want to touch metal tank with the heap of revolting garbage nearby. Not to mention there were rats, she had seen those beady little eyes glow beneath the dumpster. She tried to hold her breath as not to alert the thugs to her whereabout. In reality she had wanted to scream bloody murder and hurl herself as far as she could from the rats. Funny how things like that work. She can fight evil but rats? No way.

She heard a strange call, she knew it was in English like those thugs were speaking. She noticed a man in a fine suit walk by--it must be him. He had said his name was Harvey too. Slowly she unfolds herself, cautiously rising. Her first thought as she saw the man was that he was awfully handsome, as well as a foreigner.

"Harvey-san?" she whispered, an English heavily accented with Japanese. She wondered if this handsome foreigner spoke Japanese. It was an understatement to say that her English skills were lacking.

[identity profile] ginpatsu-usagi.livejournal.com 2009-03-02 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
The voice was gentle, as was the man's demeanour. It was strange to be treated so nicely by a man she hardly knew. Even though, she only partly understood what he said, she knew it that it was kind. It was like a scratch on the wound that the adrenaline had made her forget. As if she were suddenly taken with a chill, she folded deeper into the coat.

"Y...yesu" she tried to reply but unsure of her words. She assumed he had asked if she was okay. At least that is what it sounded like. Quickly, she looked over her shoulder to see if they thugs were still around. Then, she stared at Harvey as if to ask "What now?" but also to get a better look at him. He was older than her--like Mamoru though even older than him or so it seemed. If things were not as they were, she would be given to her usually star-eyed self, but given the state of things, it seemed it might be yet until she could bring herself to do such a thing.

[identity profile] sunrisewolf.livejournal.com 2009-03-02 02:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Finding someone was particularly difficult when Amaterasu wasn't familiar with their scent, but it was still doable. Rushing through the streets, she skidded to a stop near an alleyway where two people were conversing. One of the voices matched the girl that she had heard over the communicator.

The wolf walked into the alleyway, shifting to the form of an old woman once more.

"Are you alright?" She asked the teenage girl in Japanese

[identity profile] ginpatsu-usagi.livejournal.com 2009-03-03 03:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Her blue eyes looked puzzled as Harvey continued to talk. Something about Macs but she was not too sure what that was, though the name sounded familiar, like she had been talking about it earlier. However, in English it sounded oddly foreign.

As luck would happen, she heard a familiar voice and relief washed over her face. Finally, someone who spoke Japanese! She looked to the source, finding an older woman.

"Yes, I am alright. But I am not too sure what Harvey-san is saying. It sorta all sounds the same to me. Mamoru and Ami were always the ones who were good at English," she said with ease in her native tongue, then remembering her manners, "Thank you obaa-san. I am Tsukino Usagi. Nice to meet ya!" Before she went any further, she realized that Harvey was talking again.

"Etto, chotto...Ummm...bery rittre," her cheeks going flush with embarrassment. Her English was far from her strong suit and had hoped the old lay would offer relief to their otherwise obviously soon to be awkward moment.

(OoC: Yes, I just did that. I gave Usagi a horrible accent)

[identity profile] sunrisewolf.livejournal.com 2009-03-03 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"A little," she replied to the man. "Enough to understand the basics of the City."

The best option for the time being was to find their way back to the MAC. That she could do with relative ease, but the City enjoyed being unpredictable. It was best, then, to find the quickest route home as possible.

First things first, though. It was impractical to have the two babbling at each other without too much of a purpose.

"He is saying that it would be best to take you to a place to stay first," Amaterasu translated