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--Ahh?! It's working, right?

[Say hello to a pair of big, brown eyes with even more color running through them. Whoever this woman is, she's surprised, a reaction hardly unheard of... though how she's pleasantly surprised, as she pulls back wearing a wide and inviting smile, could prove a little unique. Why is she this happy after being brought to a weird new place? Shouldn't she be wary?!

Well, yes, but she's also Maya Amano. And she ~~thinks she is~~ is broadcasting a message right now, so onto more important things!]

Wow, you're amazing, Iris! I guess your true form is like that, huh? Thanks so much for doing this!

[At least she's polite. The pendant is lifted a bit, revealing a completer picture of the woman staring up into it. Already clothed in an orange t-shirt and jeans that somehow, somehow flatter her, there's nothing too much out of the ordinary aside from... the giant white owl sitting on a glove over her arm... but, hey, the campers who've been here longer than she has have probably seen stranger. Right? Right. She blinks, then keeps talking with her best friendly grin -- and friendly voice -- on full display. Relaxed. Purposeful.]

Anyway, there's no time like the present to introduce myself. I'm Maya Amano... or at least I was called that back at home, and everyone here can feel free to keep it to Maya, to make it easier. ["big sis" and "mommy" and other variations may or may not come later] I arrived earlier today, so I regret to say I'm not quite caught up to speed yet! Would anyone who's been in Camp longer care for some sharing and caring, maybe answer a few questions for me?

[Lady is a reporter, after all, and that whole "seeking information" part of her life doesn't just go away no matter where she is. Maya laughs lightly, the owl (evidently more dignified than she is), shaking on its perch with it but really not looking out of place otherwise. You can practically hear the tolerance.]

Or you can always just stop and say hello, too! Introduce yourselves back! I want to know all your names, and I want to know what you all look like! There's no denying I could use the practice with this fancy pendant, but you should really come right up to me in person if you see me around, okay? Let's make things a little more friendly and a little less tough on Iris...! Ciao!

[[OOC: Maya's IC arrival is dated on the morning of June 2nd! If you'd like to action tag, you can just assume she's wandering someplace all over. c:]]

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--Mmm? [A familiar voice, and, well, not a voice of one of the other campers she's just met today. Having stopped to prattle to her new feathered companion, the loud shout of her name shocks her out of whatever she's engrossed with instantly and draws her attention straight to Jun's direction easy as that. Smile fading.

And then she sees him.

And a million different emotions, thoughts, decisions she'd have to make occur to her mind in time with the short gasp of air leaving her. She didn't anticipate this possibility. She didn't predict or prepare or account for it, and now she's scrambling to figure out how she'll respond to it. The memory of their shared history only recently returned to her before coming to Camp Half-Blood. Days, hours, less... Not nearly long enough to process it all. So for the moment, she stands still after she's turned her body towards him, waiting for his arrival -- because he is coming here and fast, right? -- while saying not a word edgewise.]

[ if there's an unusual reaction to be found in her expression, jun doesn't take note of it—after all, they're in an unusual situation so why wouldn't be in shock and/or awe?

he skids to a stop in front of her on dewy grass and rests one of his hands on his knee while he catches his breath. he's not exactly out of shape, but he's never been much for physical activity, either. ]

...

[ okay, deep breath. he's okay. ]

[ he stands up straight again, wiping his mouth off with the back of his hand. he's really happy to see her, and his eyes dart briefly to the owl for only a moment before they return to her face. he's not smiling, but there's a warmth in his voice that's inevitable when he's so relieved to see someone familiar—and someone welcome. ]

Nee-san... When did you get here? I... I've been all alone since yesterday...

[ pant, pant. no jun, you were in a camp full of other people!! but to him he might as well have been alone. he might have even preferred it. ]

[That warmth, that relief and simply that pure, direct way he's affected by her presence up close is not lost on Maya; it's more than enough proof for her that not only is Jun here, he is most certainly the boy from the Other Side rather than the one she met in the Sky Museum. "Maya". "Nee-san". She will have to process it all, and she will have to process it swiftly. It takes little intuition to understand he needs her.

She admittedly doesn't know what to do at first, but standing there blankly isn't it. Now's not the time to wonder how deep their relationship feels to him or how "she" would perfectly assuage his concerns. She's just going to have to dive right in, and hope she does all right for herself as she is. Then again, she's been in worse situations. It wouldn't be to her advantage to think anything outside of the positive will come.

Staring straight at him as she places the owl on a branch of some nearby tree next to her, Maya smiles the biggest (convincing!) smile she can manage, and then... wordlessly drapes her arms around him in a warm, grateful hug wrapping over his back. Muffled from behind, her chin balanced on his shoulder:] ... Jun-kun. I'm here for you now, okay? You're not alone anymore. Sorry it took me so long to get here.

[and now he'll be fine with Socialization because momma's here]

[ he breathes a sigh of relief and allows himself to be embraced. another glance at the owl and he's in brief, silent awe at how obedient it seems to be. jun looks over his shoulder at her and shakes his head, she has no reason to apologize to him. no one does. a day of loneliness and confusion won't undo all of his mistakes no matter how hard he wishes for it. ]

No, it's okay... Like I said, it's been hardly a day.

[ does this mean the others will follow? will tatsuya be here? his heart leaps at the thought—and maybe, just maybe, this is something he could learn to accept. ]

Are the others with you?

[The others. She freezes momentarily as she still holds him tight to her body when he mentions that, despite how nice it is to be so cozy with him once more, and she thinks on what her answer should be. His others are Tatsuya, Eikichi, Lisa. Aren't they? Not the small crew of adults most familiar to her. Again, she has to think quickly on the spot.]

Hm, I'm afraid not, but I'm sure they'll show up soon too if they were meant to. That's fine, isn't it?

[Maya nuzzles softly into him, yet another tiny gesture of comfort.]

[ truthfully, no, it's not fine, it's not fine for any of them to be here but especially him because if he's here then what can he do for sumaru, the city that he wronged? what can he do for the world that's on the verge of destruction?

okay, so maybe honing so-called demigod powers would help, but there's no time for that. also, as far as the supernatural goes, he was pretty happy with just his persona. it was useful without being too freaky. ]

...

[ he shifts, feeling safe in her arms but still fearing that her words might be little more than hollow comforts. ]

"If."

That could be... a very long time... if ever. I didn't want to be separated from everyone again.

[ it's really unfair, but he doesn't say that. he doesn't think he has much right to complain about his poor fate. ]

[Jun... Ah, these kids ~~had more problems~~ were more complex than she imagined, or she could have possibly comprehended the whole scope of. His way of thinking is different from hers, seemingly different from that other Jun's too. He's all bogged down in the details, the gritty negative side of things, the ifs and the buts and the evers. And it's a bygone fact he could hardly be blamed for any of it; leaning back with her hands gripping softly, though securely, onto his shoulders, she gives him her best smiling face closer than ever before.]

You're not separate from me. We're together, Jun-kun, and I promise I won't let that change. If--

[Here her hands gently squeeze the slightest bit to bring her words home further, her eyes light up and she laughs a pleasant, brief laugh. Of course things weren't really fine, in a way. Of course her words might turn out to be hollow little comforts -- or they're already partially meant to be that much -- a fact Maya realizes better than anyone. She won't be anything but this.]

If the rest of them are being a bunch of lazybones, or not lucky enough to have a Greek god as their parent and save all those missing campers, we'll just have to make it back to them that much quicker. And I know we can do anything when we're together.

M-Mmm...

[ he nods, accepting her reassurance, at least for the moment. ]

The sooner the better, really. They might need us here, but... we're needed at home.

[ he was kind of in the middle of something important. jun turns around, briefly breaking their embrace so that he can face her.

of course, she looks the same as always. something... feels vaguely different, but he can't put his finger on what. he chalks it up to being nothing. ]

["We're needed," he says. And now she wonders precisely what point in the tragic timeline he comes from... Not that her own circumstances, when she returns, are any less urgent.]

Then "sooner the better" is what we'll accomplish. Right?

[She tells herself the more agreeable hums and yes answers she can get out of him, the better.]

... Right.

[ sometimes maya's enthusiasm is really all he has to believe in, so even if he logically knows that things are grim (which, really, if he's being honest with himself, they're not that bad here) he can still accept her words of comfort and feel himself bolstered by them.

he holds his hands behind his back and turns to the side, looking at the rest of camp. ]

Ah... Welcome to Camp Half-Blood, Maya-neesan. It's... different, to say the least.

[ and hot. ]

[stop whining jun

He seems all right finally, calm and composed and relatively taken in by the comforting she's been trying to provide, so it's not long before Maya drops her hands from his shoulders and stands completely apart from him again, albeit still close. One arm crosses over her midsection to rest against the other while her eyes move to follow his line of sight. A smooth nod comes next.]

Thank you, Jun-kun. You said you've been here for about a day, haven't you.

Just barely. I spent most of the day yesterday trying to adjust, and hardly got any sleep at all.

[ he's more than a little uncomfortable sleeping around a bunch of strangers, that's for sure. ]

[Of course, it's hard for her not to stare right straight back at him after a remark like that, gentle observation obvious in her gaze.]

... It sounds like it might have been a little rough.

It could have been worse.

[ the camp itself was objectively not terrible. ]

I was just... I didn't want to be alone again, and I was afraid that you guys would think I had run away again.

[ he never would, even if sometimes he thinks he'd be better off dead than burdening them or anyone else ever again—but he can't do that, he can't leave tatsuya's side or their sides, not if they'll have him, and if they won't, then he at least has to finish cleaning up the mess he made. ]

Edited 2013-06-15 00:20 (UTC)

[Well, ain't that the truth, after all of what either of them have been through. Whatever otherworldly terrors and ungodly (or godly, for that matter) threats to their safety await them in this place and with the task they have laid out before them, doubtless Jun and Maya have seen enough not to so much as bat an eye for a while. Even so, it's just as difficult not to let a little more compassion and sympathy drip into her features with his words -- Jun, ever longing for company like any person would but full of some kind of heavy guilt at the same time convincing him he didn't deserve it -- though she fights off the urge. Stays exactly the same.

Her voice flat, firm but not indifferent, never anything indifferent.]

And would you ever run away now? Jun-kun? Of your own free will.

N-No, of course not... Running away wouldn't make anything better.

[ unless it would, but he has no way of knowing that and unless someone tells him to run he's staying put. ]

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