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[midnightblackandgold]

Characters: Marisa Kirisame and YOU!
Setting: Floor 45
Format: Action
Summary: With a giant whale continually attacking the Tower, a teenage witch is entertained.
Warnings: none


[In the lounge where the dead-looking humanoids would sometimes crawl all over the outside of the windows like stalkers crossed with fly people - understandably creepy - there was a witch.

She had taken the biggest, most comfortable looking couch in the room and dragged it over by one of the windows. A low table situated in front of it, a large jug was sitting on the table by her and she poured a brownish colored liquid into a mug she'd taken from the cafeteria. Sitting back and propping her feet up on the table, she snapped her fingers and magic'd a bowl of popcorn into existence.

There she sat... watching the creepy dead people on the outside of the window. And waited.]

Comments

[bloodredandblack]

....leave it to you to like huge things that make a lot of noise.

[That's all she could give in response. Reimu's sense of humor needs some work too.]

[midnightblackandgold]

No, no, that's not what's funny, ze. What's funny is that the whale keeps doing it over and over and over and over...

And those creepy guys on the other side of the window freak out every time.

[And this humor was facilitated by whatever Marisa was drinking.]

[bloodredandblack]

[She stares at the cup....then out the window again. Then back at the cup.]

You're drunk already, aren't you?

[midnightblackandgold]

I'm not dead yet. So...........................


Probably.

[bloodredandblack]

You're a real asshole. Do you know that?

[In case she needed reminding again.]

[midnightblackandgold]

Yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup. Gotta keep up with you.

[Marisa took another drink and then passed the cup to Reimu. Apparently she forgot she told the shrine maiden to get her own glass.]

[bloodredandblack]

[That was nice of you, Marisa. Reimu is still holding that grudge so she ends up pouring its contents on Marisa's head, whether or not the hat is there.]

[midnightblackandgold]

[Yay for hat! Good thing there wasn't much left in the hat.]

...the fuck?

[bloodredandblack]

That was for the laser earlier, you little rat.

[midnightblackandgold]

You been hanging out with Patchy?

[bloodredandblack]

No. But it's not like what she calls you is some kind of mystery. It fits anyway.

[midnightblackandgold]

Love you too, bitch.

[bloodredandblack]

If you're going to call me a name, you should find one that has to do with cats.

[midnightblackandgold]

Uh... You really want me to call you a pussy? I like bitch better.

[Damnit, Reimu, 'bitch' is a term of endearment from Marisa.]

[bloodredandblack]

That sounds stupid. Can't you think of anything else? Am I going to have to make my orb turn into a cat so you can think about it?

[midnightblackandgold]

Okay. I like it when it curls up in my lap for pets.

[bloodredandblack]

I bet you do.

[More of an incentive to not bring it out right now.]

That reminds me, you've been around, haven't you? Is there a hotsprings anywhere?

[midnightblackandgold]

Bitch.

[Marisa refilled her glass and took another drink.]

No hot springs, ze. Found the sauna though.

[bloodredandblack]

That's not as fun but it'll probably do.

[midnightblackandgold]

Yeah... all dry. Nothing wet. Makes it kinda hard to breathe.

[bloodredandblack]

Aren't you supposed to bring your own water and toss it on the hot rocks?

[midnightblackandgold]

Yeah, but it don't last, ze.

[bloodredandblack]

That means I'll have to bring a lot of water. Saunas are supposed to be humid, not dry.

[midnightblackandgold]

Sounds like a plan, ze. Try not to fall asleep in there.

[bloodredandblack]

That sounds like something you'd read in a bad mystery book.

[She reads.......some. Just not educational stuff.]

Dying in a sauna. Psh.