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[stardustreverie]

Characters: Marisa and anyone who finds her.
Setting: Floor 1
Format: Starting with Prose but I'll match you!
Summary: Eating in the Cafeteria for the first time and trying to figure out what just happened.
Warnings: Mild swearing

Marisa is sitting by herself with a bowl of oatmeal and the letters open beside it. She had quickly ditched the skin tight get up for her own outfit the instant she spotted the trunks and found her own. She is quiet at the moment, hiding her face with her over-sized witch hat. She was still in a bit of shock of everything so far. The idea of Gensokyo...gone? So many way that could happen and she knew it. Did something happen to Reimu or Yukari? Did some youaki get to them or get enough power to make the border fall? Did she cause it some how? She was lost in her thoughts, not even paying attention to those around her..

Comments

[myblueskies]

"It's not real miss," Romeo was sat oppoisite her and had seen the letters and the oatmeal which showed him she was new.

"They are bad people and lied to us miss, the worlds aren't really gone!"

[stardustreverie]

Marisa looked up and smiled at what he was telling her, "Bad people tellin' lies? Hm..I can believe that. But who are they?" She had not seen anyone else really, or at least, wasn't paying attention as she wandered down here.

She was still worried about Gensokyo, but now more along the lines of 'If they got me..Who's next?' type of thought.

[myblueskies]

"I don't know, miss, but there's four of them, maybe five. Three of them are men and then there's a little girl who I never saw but heard. She seemed nice but then she sent us to a really nasty version of her homes and there's a boy as well who looks about my age."

He couldn't remember any of their names, it had been a very long time ago when he had seen them and he had never learned the girls name at all.

hi there i'm the late train

[beknightedheroine]

Sayaka props both elbows on the cafeteria table, wearing a false smirk. She'd caught sight of the letters and the neglected oatmeal, and come to the conclusion that someone really needs some distracting, as Sayaka had relished first landing in the tower.

"Sooo," she drawls. "Is the hat just a fashion statement, or an emergency tent?"

She may not have the best plan in the world for this distraction.