((A.N- Hello there! This story is part of a series, involving my character. I'll post the other stories, so that its less confusing, but for now, here we go.
Yu-Gi-Oh does not belong to me. Thought I'd throw it in. 3))
Hot. That's the only way to describe the day, for the pale woman that stood outside. This was today's meeting spot, to her dismay. Dressed in a tank top and shorts, along with old, battered canvas sneakers, she attempted to stay cool. Hell, her hair was pulled up for once. Since her efforts failed, she vowed to crush the man who told her to 'wait outside'. As the thought of returning to her car started to sound more then ideal, a familiar voice knocked her out of her thoughts.
"Hey Blue." Her boss, a dark haired man wearing, somehow, a full suit said, calling the woman by his nickname for her. Sure, her hair was oddly colored, but that didn't make the nickname any better.
"Aren't you hot?" she asked crossly, eyeing the full suit he seemed intent on wearing, despite the heat. In this era, at least.
"No more then usual. If you're overheating now, wait for this next assignment." She raised an eyebrow at his statement, but he didn't pay it any mind.
"Why?" The woman asked, uncomfortable already.
"Kat, " He addressed her by her name, finally. "showing you will be easier." He moved, clasping her arm in the familiar manner as he worked his familiar magic.
The dark haired man was Drake, a man from another realm whose main purpose was to set realms beyond his own straight. In modern day earth, he found a worker in the lazy artist Kat, finding that she was the only human capable of travelling as he did. She could not travel herself, but she was the one with the ability to set things straight. He didn't possess the ability to Alter, but he would be the one to know what had to be done. Drake was frustrated that he could not fix things himself, but working with the stubborn human woman made his job…entertaining.
Getting back to the current situation, the two appeared in what was very much a desert. "Where in hell are we, Drake?" Kat snapped, not liking this mission already. Heat was far from being her friend, as it did not agree with her naturally low temperature. She was soon distracted as he stripped out of his suit, into a sleeveless shirt and shorts.
"My dear, we're actually still in your realm. Just around 3000 years in the past." He laughed. "Welcome to Ancient Egypt. Should be an interesting trip for you. Their buildings are oddly beautiful, might inspire you to pick up a sketch pad, eh?"
She flushed, changing the subject. "You're forgetting a major detail, Drake. There's a language barrier here. Even OLD Culican spoke English, and I can assure you that these people won't."
Drake laughed. "I thought of that, dear. Come over here, this will hurt a moment." He took out a small glass vial, shaking three objects resembling earrings into his hand. Her suspicion of what they were was confirmed as he took out a piercing gun, loading one into it. "Left ear."
"Wait a moment, you." She stopped him. "I already have numerous pairings, why not use one of them? It sounds better then those being raw and getting infected in an ancient city where no one can understand me!"
"It won't work. These were made specifically for you. The ear ones will allow you to understand the language, and the hole will heal with the spell." She hesitated before moving to him, letting him pierce the left ear. "Right ear." She turned, letting him do that one too. He loaded the third and she frowned.
"Where does that one go?"
"Lip." She gawked at him. "So you can speak the language, fool." He stretched her lip, efficiently setting the stud into it. Kat rubbed her new piercing, it feeling foreign to her.
"Now, the conditions of this trip? As for limiting your movement, and my goal?" She asked, testing out her speech wit the addition.
"You will wear traditional women's clothing-" he handed her a pile, turning to let her change. "and get used to the town for a day, before I give you the orders. I can meet you only at certain times, so I'll give you a small communicator, understood?"
"Yes, fully. But.. a DAY here BEFORE the orders are given?!" She asked, surprised. He turned back around, assuming she was finished.
"I know, I know. I'll give you some gold for an inn, alright?" He took a head wrap, using it to cover her face and hair, leaving her eyes visible. "Can't have you stick out more then you do already." He handed her a bag, containing modern sun block (to her joy), a canteen of water, and a smaller version of the contactor given to her in New Culican. He added a small bag of gold, with a smile.
"The rest of the conditions?" She asked, knowing there was at least one catch.
"You can't lose your contactor, for one. I can't move around enough to find you. And, do NOT let those earrings to be removed. You'll be left confused and absolutely alone." He said gravely. "Neither you or I want you to be stranded in the desert for the rest of your life."
She nodded eagerly, closing the bag and draping it over her shoulder. "So.. which direction do I head?"
He handed her sandals before pointing. "Put those on, and the nearest city is over this dune."
She grumbled, changing before heading off, leaving him to laugh to himself. "One hell of a woman."
((End prologue. Things will make more sense next chapter, I promise!
Drake and Kat are my characters. 3 No stealing, please.
-Dream Walker K ))