The Traveler Posted July 20, 2011 Share Posted July 20, 2011 スペースキャスタウェイ - 教授Space Castaway - The ProfessorEpisode 1: The Professor and the Schoolgirl ...Morning Sarah wakes up from her sleep, she was having such an odd dream while she was deep in her slumber. One of travelling, across a sea of stars like an ancient mariner. Looking about in her dream she saw the strangest creatures and even stranger lands strewn like islands. Then a storm came and she was thrown overboard. Tossed and turned in the churning waters of the deep of the universe she could barely tread water. Just as she was about to go under for the last time, a hand reached out and said... "Wanna come with me?" And just as she grabbed on, there was a light... and she awoke. "Sarah dear! Breakfast is ready! You'll be late for class!" "Oh crap!" Sarah was never one to be on time... not recently. She's been sleeping more and her dreams have been becoming stranger and stranger. This latest one wasn't as odd, but the ending was... resonating... with her subconscious. She quickly runs down and grabs her breakfast off the table. "Eating at the train terminal again?" Her mother says as she sees Sarah dash down, barely getting into her school uniform. "Yeah. Was sort of sleeping deep I think we need a new alarm clock for me." "You should just get to sleep when you should." Her mother chides as she gets a fried egg and ham sandwich quickly put together and handed off. "Have a good day and don't be late this time. I need you back here when you should. The detentions are making it hard for me to take care of your little brother!" Sarah is out the door, and hauling for the train station. "I got 10 minutes... if I can get to the station in time I can get in a little early for once!" ...1 hour ago A phone rings in a small bedroom. Barely a glint of light hits some scattered books, illustrating the dusty nature of the accommodations. Poking up through some bedsheets is a hand, looking for the receiver. "Huh... Hello..." "Miss Hino. This is Principal Alanson. I look foreward to hearing good reviews on your first day here at the academy!" "Oh I look foreward to that as well, sir!" "We start classes in two hours, don't be late!" The other side hangs up and the hand hangs up the reciever. A form rises within the bed sheets and a pink-haired head pokes out, as if she was wearing a cloak. Her glasses are on her face, misalligned. "I must have dozed off doing my research... time to keep up appearances!" She gets up, still wearing her clothes from last night. A brown vest, white blouse with red tie, and a black skirt with brown mary-jane like shoes she slips on when she gets out of bed. She grabs a dark reddish brown coat froma hangar as she steps outside. It's definately morning... in a different Tokyo... This Tokyo is part of a Globe-Spanning British Empire... All won peacefully, and running more like a democracy... at least that's what she's seen. She takes a deep breath, taking in the clean air. "Okay... time for my day job." Sakurako is indeed playing a masquerade. As she walks by, she steps into a shed, smiling. "Time to get a couple more things." Inside is the insides of a space craft. Built by hands long gone and her own. She grabs what looks like an ID holder, a odd pen, and a couple extra books. There. She says, adjusting her hair in a darkened view screen's reflection. "Now let's see how today will go..." She heads over to a large hangar bay inside her ship and sits down on a scooter. It looks like a baby blue Vespa, with all the accompanying trim. She opens a bay door, seemingly to nothing but a blue field. When she starts the engine of her scooter, it hovers. With a grin she says "Alright... time to... EDUCATE..." She says with a hearty laugh as she zooms out of the cargo bay. The doors closing behind her as she pops out in reality inside an alleyway. The wheels land and she zips along to her new job. ...Current time "Dammit... construction delay? Delayed 30 minutes minimum? What sort of half-rate company is this?" Sarah curses. She has a cortesy note to present, but with the demerits she already has and the vice principal warning her that if she's late for any reason, either don't bother showing up that day or take an automatic detention. She walks out of Jinbocho station, about ready to punch one of the station attendants, but decides just to leave. So either skip school or face the music for no fault of my own... what sort of messed up gig is this? A light, almost comical honk snaps her attention. "Miss? Need a lift?" Sakurako recognises the navy blue jumper and sailor collar of her school she's teaching. She pulls up to the curb and pulls a spare helmet from the seat. "Made sure I was prepared." "Do I know you?" "Yes, well... you will. I'm Sakurako Hino, the new Science Teacher at your academy." "Ah. So I get you first hour." "Right." "Would you... mind letting me off easy if we're late?" "I'm trying not to be late myself, so let's not dally." After Sarah gets her helmet on, Sakurako hits the gas... for what it's worth, and weaves through traffic like she was more on a racing motorcycle than a scooter. "What in the world are you doing?!?" "I'm following the speed limit!" "Perhaps for the Indy 500!" Sarah holds on, her arms wrapped around Sakurako's waist as they skid into the School Parking Lot. "You okay?" "Y... Yes, Miss Hino." "Good. Now, yes get to class." After parking, Sakurako gets up and helps Sarah get her books out of the seat storage. Just as they are about to get their helmets off, Sakurako hears a light, unaudible to other ears, a beep and a light on her hud glasses. She pulls out a orange packet from her purse. "Sarah... duck and cover!" She says, tossing the orange packet down. Moments later an explosion rocks the science lab. When Sarah dares look up, she sees Sakurako supporting an orange... ceiling? "A microbe produced foam shelter... it produces oxygen for 1 hour and can withstand a railgun blast... Theoretically." She says. Then she pulls out a couple of bags with what look like small gas cartridges attached from her purse. "Wa... what are those?" "Rebreather hoods. They'll extend the air supply we got to 8 hours." "Are you with the ministry? Sent to protect me?" "What? No? I'm just an inventor." "How did you get this equipment then?" "I... borrowed it... it's from another universe... most of this I didn't borrow I was given it as a thank you... you think I'd borrow something that'd get used up?" Sarah starts pounding on the wall. "You'll only use up the air faster. The shield wall is showing signs of stress... we're buried here." She says, pointing to random areas of white on the wall, where supports or bits of wall are contacting the dome. Sakurako then puts on her rebreather hood and tightens it. "If I was goign to harm you... you think I would have all this equipment meant to save both our skins?" "You know who I am, right?" "Yes, you're crown princess Sarah Hideyoshi. Second in line to the Chrysanthemum throne and 4th to the throne of Brittania." "How do you know all that?" Sakurako points to the data feed on her glasses. "Now get your hood on, Your Majesty. Your rescue is on it's way." "Section S no doubt." Sarah says putting her hood on. "And Section T. I will be under arrest soon, I wager. Illegal alien... literally." "I can put a good word in... you did save my life." Sarah says, her voice slightly changed by the hood's respirator. Sakurako sits back. "I don't know... I wouldn't want to impose." ...Meanwhile A woman overlooks the smoke rising from the explosion at the Academy, and reaches up to adjust her glasses. "Casualties?" She says with a direct, almost emotionless tone. Her solid British accent suggests she is a transplant from London proper. "5 students dead. The Princess is unaccounted for as well as the substitute." Her assistant says, a worm of a man, barely 5 and a half feet tall and a sniveling voice like a toad. "Damn imprecise matter this work. I wouldn't want undue casualties, but it seems my hand being forced." "Section S has sent it's Nippon Disaster Response Team 4 to the location. Strangely enough Section T has been sent..." "WHAT?" The woman says slamming a folder to the table so hard that it would have broke if it was anything heavier. "I don't want those damn meddlers in my affairs. I will personally see to it that the substitute is in MY hands! She OWES me." "Yes, Headmistress, as always." He says, stepping into the light, revealing his skinny frame bespoke with soda-bottle glasses and a japanese school uniform. "What should we do?" "I cannot have Emperor Hideyoshi getting wind of this, or all my plans in this universe are hooped. This universe is right for the taking, and I NEED the ESS!" "As you wish." He says, bowing before he leaves. She sits in her chair and observes from the windows of a office she stole with stolen data, stolen money. Everything about her is a lie. A lie she is about to tell... when she sits on the throne. "The Emperor will learn to rue the name Mary Masters..." She says, her hand on the window, seeing the EMT helicopters on a fast vector to the site. "...and The Professor will learn her place as well..." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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