Anybody wanna join a hungover witch in an enclosed space?

[blackstarwitch]

Characters: Hungover Marisa and you!
Setting: Dormitory room 1-07, Elevator, Cafeteria
Format: Prose, but if you want differently, I'm okay with that too.
Summary: Marisa wakes up hungover, grumbles and whines, stumbles into an elevator and then has breakfast.
Warnings: None

Marisa groans, slowly trying to tug open her eyes. Of course they don't respond, not with her pounding headache, throbbing temples and rolling stomach.

Arrgh...That's the last time I challenge an oni to a drinking contest...

She blearily forces herself up, blindly groping over the sheets. Hakkero, hakkero, and jeez, where's her broomstick? Come to think of it, she's wearing something that's way too uncomfortable to be her normal dress.

She pries her gummy eyes open, then takes a double take. White walls, bland architecture...unless the fairies are playing a horrible prank, she's probably gotten into another weird situation. Of course, another stab of pain right through the frontal lobe reminds her that white walls and white lighting do not mix well with hangovers.

Right. First things first, get dressed. She stumbles to the edge of her bed, prying the chest there open with blind fingers. A familiar black and white outfit greets her, complimented by her signature hat. With a groggy glance around to make sure that there's nobody else, she strips, only pausing when her fingers brush a collar around her neck. Strange. Upsetting even. But not important enough to worry about until she gets something to make the room stop spinning.

She reaches into the chest, figuring that if her dress was in there, her broom would be too. However when she opens the chest, she finds not her broom, but a neat little package of it's bristles, and the bare shaft that would have held them.

"Real funny...When I find those fairies, they're toast, ze..." She groans.

At least her hakkero seems to have survived in one peace. For now she leaves the broomstick inside. Probably for the best, she doesn't trust herself to fly in this state.

She stumbles into the hall, groaning softly. Around her, curious people she's never seen before pass in a haze, they're all strangers, and more importantly don't have any hot food to eat, so she pushes past them with eyes carelessly closed.


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Eventually she bumps into a set of double doors, glaring up at them as if they had personally challenged her to a duel.

"Eh. Lay. Vey. Tar."

The words mean nothing to her, so she rests her aching head on them, only to be surprised when they open, and pained when they drop her into the floor inside. Bitterly muttering to herself, she staggers upright, glancing at the buttons, oh god, the buttons. Too many damn choices. With a shrug, she picks 1, figuring she might as well start there.


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It seems to take forever, and by the time the doors open again, she's slumped on the side of the elevator, rubbing her temples. Another colorful crowd is on this floor, but more importantly, she can smell food in the distance. Wandering blindly (do they really have to keep everything white here?) she eventually finds herself at a table with a bowl of oatmeal in her hands.

Listlessly, she shoves bite after bite into her hands, and only when she finishes does she feel good enough to take a look around, and to more importantly glance at the scrap of paper that seemed to have fallen into the waistline of her skirt.

"...Gensokyo, destroyed? Hah! As if that old gap hag would allow that."

She snorts, crumpling the letter and tossing it over her shoulder carelessly, leaning back with her hands behind her head.

"Ah well. I'm sure I can just ride it out, ze."

Comments

[Elevator]

[heavenscorpse]

Somebody else follows her into the elevator, having already found out what it's used for.

"You shouldn't do that, they'll open unexpectedly."

As if Marisa didn't already know that.

[blackstarwitch]

She glances over with bloodshot eyes. Wings. Some kinda youkai. Friendly though.

"Mmm."

She pulls her hat down a little farther over her head, trying to block out a little more of the light.

[heavenscorpse]

"Are you sick?"

V/V doesn't know when to shut up.

Cafeteria

[concept_killer]

Satsujinki, sitting somewhere behind her, snatches the paper out of the air and then flicks it back at her head. A feat for someone with bandages over his eyes but he manages.

"Might want to watch your aim before you decide to ride anything."

No malice there. He already got his little petty revenge by sending the paper back to its maker.

[blackstarwitch]

Of course, she doesn't even feel the paper hit her head- mainly because it doesn't. Instead it bounces off the rim of her hat and hits the floor. She turns at the voice though, blinking in surprise at the bandaged man before her.

"Eh? Well I guess I'm still a little shaky, but there won't be a problem with me riding anywhere once I get my broom fixed, ze."

[concept_killer]

"Did something like that break?"

Not quite sure on how brooms equate to riding. If he could see, he'd probably have a better idea. "You can find glue and tape somewhere around here."

Cafeteria

[yamaxanadu]

"There is little Yukari could do if the entire world, no, universe were destroyed. Gensokyo is not the whole of everything you know," Eiki's voice held a friendly tone, though it was the friendly tone of a teacher correcting a misconception.

She was only a few paces behind Marisa, having arrived to the cafeteria only recently. Though she did not need to eat, she had decided to come here on the days new arrivals were expected, to observe. She had not expected to see another from Gensokyo.

"Of course," she added after a moment. "I am not sure if what they have told us is quite what they wish us to believe."

[blackstarwitch]

"Oh shi- Hi Eiki. I didn't know you'd be here."

She offers up her best "innocent" smile, if only out of instinct. In truth, she's done nothing wrong, but the presence of the Yama makes her feel as though she probably has, and that she probably already knows.

"Uh...Wouldn't Yukari just manipulate the border between the destroyed universe and the undestroyed one, or something? I'm sure she can do something like that, if she really wants to."

[yamaxanadu]

"Yukari is powerful, but she is not beyond the gods. Something like that would be beyond. There are limits to everything, even for those who seem limitless," she gestured with the Rod of Remorse as she spoke.

If Eiki herself had little control of the situation the boarder youkai would have had less ability, though she didn't voice that issue.

"You will find there are a few familiar faces here. But I would be quite cautious of how you conduct yourself."

Cafeteria

[colorfulbrilliance]

When Meiling woke up and headed to the gravestones to check on her flowers there, she was really not expecting one to be suddenly blank. After making sure she was at the right stone, she took off down the stairs.

Soo you could probably hear her before you even knew she was coming to the cafeteria. But once she does get there, she leans against the wall, trying to catch her breath and skimming the people there to look for that hat.

Once she spots it, she walks over and speaks, surprise and a bit of sadness in her voice, "So...they got you again."

Nope, not even thinking that Marisa might know what the heck she is talking about.

[blackstarwitch]

Marisa blinks. Who walked over her grave? Jeez, did Patchouli get on her case for not guarding the library or what...?

"Eh...? What are you talking about, ze? 'Again'? I've never been here before in my life."

[colorfulbrilliance]

"You had a gravestone...I just planted a flower there I received from the Admins here..."

Still not helping much, Meiling is going to continue not really explaining things.

"Your name was gone from it when I went to check on your and Ojou-sama's"

Dormitory hallways

[wrigurun]

The days recently had been not quite right and Wriggle had been floating around in a daze, not quite sure what to do with herself. Suddenly the tower had completely changed and she didn't know which room was where.

Wondering if she should take the lift or chance the stairs she felt something shove her out of the way and she stumbled to the floor. Almost instinctively she reached out to grab at whatever had knocked into her.

"Hey, watch it!"

[blackstarwitch]

Unfortunately, the black-white witch is not the most balanced person in the world at this moment and comes tumbling down to the floor with the bug with a loud thud.

"Arrrghh. Who the hell would-"

She blinks, rubbing her eyes. Huh, who'd think that there'd be a familiar face here? What was her name? Wri...something. Wrigool? Wrigull? Something like that.

"Oh hey...You're that...glowbug."

[wrigurun]

She gets back on her feet, putting her hands on her hips and frowning down at Marisa. Wriggle's expression becomes slightly more curious as she gets pointed out as a firefly right off the bat, and not just any firefly. That firefly apparently.

"Yeah, that's right..." she replies, taking a closer look at Marisa. She was awfully familiar but... oh!
"And you're that maid!"

Cafeteria

[true_noir]

For whatever reason, as the poor thing was trying to get over her drinking binge, there was someone staring at her. It was a creepy sort of look that the person was giving. The purple haired girl didn't even really make any bones about whether or not she was doing it, that curiosity lingering while she picked at her pancakes.

She hated pink.

[blackstarwitch]

Marisa feels eyes boring into the back of her head, and a quick scan reveals their source. Some purple haired lady, giving her the kind of look that could make a cat flinch and squirm away.

Of course, Marisa returns it right back, glaring straight back without hesitation

"HEY! What are you lookin' at, ze? You got a problem?"

[true_noir]

"You do not know me, do you?" she asked, rather out of the blue. The question shouldn't have made any sense whatsoever. She and Marisa hadn't met once in their lives in this place. The girl should never have even seen her, save perhaps one disturbing message on the networks.

Another occasion, another face she had seen in a different world, without recollection. She sighed and laughed. "Thank whatever god watches me today that Hermione is not here. I do not think I could bear that."

Cafeteria

[unteachableapprentice]

What with all the tower shifting and all, it was nice to have something to eat. Even if it was pink. And even if everything is decorated with hearts.

Okay, maybe not. This is too much pink. And pink hearts. Why is everything pink

Long story short, the Warmage isn't exactly happy with being forced to eat this stuff. It also didn't help that the crumpled ball of a letter landed squarely on the slice of pancake he was about to eat.

He could only sigh before speaking up, not even motivated enough to be angry.

"Hey lady, might want to watch where you throw that thing. Some people might get angry, ya know."

[blackstarwitch]

She blinks, but then turns to the weird, scarved man with a cheeky grin.

"Well it's good that you're not some people, ze. Anyway, if anyone gets a bone to pick with me, I'll pick it right back, and harder!"

[unteachableapprentice]

He looks up at the grinning blonde, gingerly picking up the syrup-covered paper ball. Followed by him carefully pushing the plate away. He wanted an excuse to stop eating it anyway.

"Naw, getting angry over something like this doesn't suit me. Though some folks here get all cranky at the touch of a button. 'Specially the more powerful ones. Not sure if you'll be able to return the favor."

Elevator

[warriorscribe]

Enoch was taking the elevator back up to the dorms after his own breakfast. (Why was everything so sweet, what was that syrup on the cakes(?) they were serving for breakfast?)

The last thing he expected was another passenger to fall into the elevator.

"Are...are you all right?" He...can stand another elevator ride. This lady might need his help.

[blackstarwitch]

Without responding, Marisa crawls forward, pulling herself up on the wall. Only when she reaches a standing position (if you could call anyone slumping that far down "standing") does she speak.

"No."

[dorms]

[red_tea]

So Sakuya has been here for about two months. In that time, she has acquired a rather handy job-- as a maid, obviously. It comes with some perks, such as access to hot water and clean sheets. And the work does give her some peace of mind in a place like this. She rolls the cart towards the next room, Marisa's dorm, and knocks on the door. "Excuse me..."

[blackstarwitch]

Like a bass drum, the knocking pounds against Marisa's poor aching head. With a heavy groan and a few fumbles against the doorknob, she opens the door and stumbles right into the maid, knocking her backwards with her weight and upsetting the cart.

"Uuurgh...I think I'm going to be sick, ze..."