It's a castle unlike anything mankind has seen. True -- castles of all different shapes and sizes have littered throughout civilizations. Grand palaces covered in gold and kingdoms forbidden to even the common folk of their glorious empire.

But what makes this kingdom so special? If you look up, it's not the normal sky. Instead, the backdrop is the black blue color of space and hovering above is a view of the Earth.



Welcome to the Mare Serenitatis, The Sea of Serenity., dear dreamer. In the center, protected by a large and magical bio dome is a large castle. The roof tops are reminiscent of from India but it's not the only predominant ancient Earth kingdom influences -- although looking through the castle one can see that this castle backdates anything that Mankind has ever known. Where you are now is in the courtyard. There's the main pathway lined in polished white stone and fountain plinths adorn the water surrounding the mini fields of flowers inside of the courtyard.

Standing in one of the many areas of flowers is a lone woman. Most who know her would recognize her as Usagi Tsukino: the young girl with blue eyes and that peculiar hairstyle. But, this lovely lady embodies something the young girl has not honed yet. She is graceful, quiet and wise. She wears a gown pearl in color with an opaque pink ribbon that almost looks like wings that span from the waist of her dress. Her hair is still up in that familiar style, but atop of her head is a small golden crown and gracing her forehead is an upturned golden crescent moon.

Mistress of this castle; she is the only one in the courtyard and her eyes are staring quietly at the Earth, unaware of any one who may have stumbled upon this spot.

(OOC: Will be responding with timelessmoon As with the other fast-forwarded time skip entries, feel free to assume CR if the situation calls for it I'm not too picky. Also IT'S USAGI'S BIRTHDAY TODAY! \o\;;;)

[ You find yourself in a library. Not just any library but a massive one: wall to wall bookshelves, plush armchairs, mahogany floorboards and the entire thing lit with a warm flame that seems almost comforting. The kind that doesn't seem to give off a dangerous heat but perhaps the warmth that reminds one of home and hearth. The books on the shelves are quite anything you want them to be: catalogues, bestiaries, your diaries, anything you ever wished to read, wished to know or wished to find out.

Among these shelves and books in a man dressed in long deep blue robes, almost black as night. He paces, taking books off the shelves, and flipping through them, occasionally commenting on the side and seemingly talking to himself. But there are other books in his hands, these being used to fill empty spots in some shelves. He seems to be looking for something, or perhaps merely setting some books in order. For all you know, he could be doing both. At any rate, he is quite at home here, amongst the books, shelves and bare light. Again, the conversation resumes in a strange language perhaps alien to your ears. Upon one bookshelf is another figure that seems to be merely a shimmer in the air and he seems to be doing most the talking while the man in the robe nods and comments from time to time. However, in the middle of a sentence, he stops and turns. His voice seems low, barely heard and in a more familiar language. ]

Looks like we have company, Aids.
Ah?

[ And with that, the figure is gone and the other man is left amongst the books and firelight, holding a rather thick volume to his chest and clutching a staff with his other hand. ]

[This appears to be a giant room, ceilings as high as the walls are far apart.  It's well-lit, although there are no windows.  There's bits of machinery and half-built robots everywhere, either semi-neatly stacked on tall shelves or scattered on the floor.  The cement floor is spotted with oil.  There are green monkeys running everywhere.  You know, normal stuff.

In the center of the room there's a little work area in a cleared space.  There are a couple worktables haphazardly covered in tools, both recognizable and obviously homemade contraptions.  At one worktable a very red-haired young man is tinkering with what looks to be a mini-fridge with legs.  He's cheerfully explaining to himself what he's doing.  A small ball hovering next to him suddenly shouts something about it being lunchtime, making the man jump.]

I'm busy!  Be quiet!

[Suddenly he notices you and freezes for a moment.  Then he begins sputtering.]

But--what--how did you get in?  And why didn't my bots tell me someone was approaching the house?!

[ If there's one thing that could be said about the planet Persephone it's that it isn't lacking activity. The rich showing off their finery to each other while sipping expensive drinks. The poor scrambling around the lower markets for what bits of anything they can afford. People seemingly always on the move. And it's at one of those marketplaces, located at Eavesdown Docks, that the crew of Serenity has joined the madness at.

It's the typical between jobs pit stop: refuel, restock, find a new job and get moving. And in Kaylee's case, head to the nearby junkyard and hope for some real shiny finds to keep Serenity going. She had a rare bit of extra cash to burn and it was going to good use.

And maybe along the way or in the junk yard itself she'd get to chat with some people. She had time. After all she did tell Captain she'd be going to the junk yard. Usually that meant he'd be coming by on the mule at dusk to finally pull her away. ]

Ignore this!!