Entrance
Mio looked out the car window. She rested her arms on the seal of the window, and laid her head on them. The trees and plains passed by quickly, resembling green, brown, and yellow, cascaded on a gray sky, making its slow transition into a bright blue. There was a small farm nearby, with several sheep spread across the veranda. A group grazed in the middle of the field, two gray adults, and two white lambs. Off to the side was a black lamb, an outsider to them all, an aura of loneliness about him, making no effort to join in the others' grazing rituals. Maybe it was like her, afraid, but not sure of what. She sighed and continued to watch the environment pass by.
"Damn!" Saiyuuri looked at her watch again. It was about nine o'clock, and still the Amakura sisters hadn't shown up. She was getting impatient, patience being a virtue she had not been born with, nor ever possessed. She had always taken an interest in old houses, especially turn of the century, but she didn't really want to research the Calligrapher's Mansion. I mean c'mon, what kind of name is that..."Calligrapher's"...I do enough of that during school, I don't need it outside of prison. Nonetheless, she lay back in a lawn chair she had found amongst the camera equipment. Her parents forced her into taking this stupid house as her project, said it "suited her", especially when it came down to her future. Head of the family business…some future that was. It wasn't that she didn't like what they did, but the "Head of" part wasn't suited to her liking. She'd've rather been some 'whipping boy' for the head honcho than "be" that person, but that was not meant to be. Her destiny was already preordained.
A small red car formed in the distance, dust flying behind it. Obviously, whoever it was was in a hurry to get there... speeding with a person flying out the window of the car... Was that Mayu, or Mio, whichever one it was, who was clinging to the side of the car door, body flying through the air, screaming at the driver for dear life? The car slid to a stop, sending the girl flying through the air, into the ground face-first, rolling in ways that weren't even supposed to be possible, coming to an abrupt stop on her face. The driver popped her head out of the car and yelled to her.
"Sorry, Mio. Hope that didn't hurt you TOO badly!" She was waving at them both. The one who was apparently Mio started muttering something about divine retribution, unplanted her face from the ground, and glared at the driver.
"You better have a good reason for not stopping back there," Mio growled, still glaring at the driver. She got up and marched off towards "Mayu", and hit the stammering girl over the head... MAYU? That's them?
"Erm, um, hello, Mayu-yan," she bowed, turned to Mio, then bowed in her direction as well. "Mio-han."
"Oi! Who's the squirt?" Mio scratched her nose, then looked at Mayu expectantly. Saiyuuri's face lit up with embarrassment, and then turned to anger.
"I'm fifteen years old, dammit," she yelled. Respect me too-hoo.
"Oh?...Is that all?... Well from now on, you will be referred to as bozu-yani," Mio teased.
"Mio please lay off a bit," Mayu said. "She's our help. She'll be collecting information for us, as well as her report." Mio interlocked her hands behind her head, turned and grinned at them.
"Whatever," she waved them off, and proceeded to the camera equipment for inspection. Saiyuuri observed them both for a short time, Mio, who was already preparing equipment, and Mayu, who had just joined her. Wow...She stared at them. They really are twins. IDENTICAL ones at that. It was like staring at the same face on two people, similar, but also different the same time.
"Ay, noob! Get over here, now," Mio ordered.
"H-hai!" Saiyuuri stammered. She started sorting and piecing camera parts together, setting up camera stands, running checks on flash lights and such, when she caught herself staring at them again. She'd never actually gotten see twins before. At least, not like them, even remotely. Then she continued her observations of them, thinking back on their different attitudes and overall appearances. First impressions really did matter. Well, in the very least I can say which one's the evil one. But for twins who didn't live together, they sure do seem to be on the same page. She glared at the one she had already come to despise, who seemed to be able to detect her, returning the look with eyes that could kill. Saiyuuri fumbled with the items, almost dropping a few, getting a heartless laugh from Mio, who seemed to be impatiently awaiting the next mistake. God, she wanted to kill her right now, but that was by no means possible because she was...no, never mind. Argh. She looked at them again. Mio was dressed in darker toned clothes, while Mayu was wearing a lighter version of what Mio was wearing, with a few alterations. Mio had a "don't piss me off" aura to her, but Saiyuuri couldn't help it: One, she enjoyed making people angry, and two, it was in her nature. Mio had reached for a bag, which Mayu snatched from her almost immediately.
"Umm? Okay...Snatch it away like that..." Mio looked a bit confused.
"That's, um...not a bag for you guys. Heh heh heh," she laughed nervously.
Saiyuuri looked at the bag, which had something hanging out of the side. It was a very old something, and relic-like with various inscriptions on it from some ancient culture. She let the thought slide, brushing it off as nothing important, started grabbing things, and went towards the door to the mansion.