[OPEN]

[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]

[Reimu hopped over the couch and planted her rear beside Marisa. She wasn't interested in the show but she was interested in what Marisa was currently snacking on.

She held out her hand in a demand.]

Give me some.

[midnightblackandgold]

[Marisa didn't even look over.]

Ask nicely, ze.

[bloodredandblack]

Screw you and hand over the food, please.

[midnightblackandgold]

[She tilts her head a little in thought.]

Hmm.

[Then she slid the bowl of popcorn out of her lap to sit on the couch between them.]

[bloodredandblack]

[Reimu, not known for her reservations, reached in and grabbed a huge handful. And consumed about half that amount in one mouthful. AND spoke with her mouth full.]

This is pretty decent tasting.

[midnightblackandgold]

Of course, it is. My magic is a lot better than it used to be.

[She takes a long drink, gives a tiny cough, and slouches more in her seat.]

[bloodredandblack]

What are you drinking?

[She takes a couple sniffs but popcorn is the only smell she's getting.]

[midnightblackandgold]

No idea, but pretty sure it's either going to get me drunk or dead.

I'm okay with taking my chances.

[bloodredandblack]

.......

[Marisa...]

...are you going to share or just talk about it?

[midnightblackandgold]

You don't got a cup, ze.

[bloodredandblack]

I can't just drink straight out of it?

[midnightblackandgold]

Nope. Get a cup. [pause] Not the one I'm holding either.

[bloodredandblack]

Seriously? Just pass it over.

[midnightblackandgold]

Get yourself a damn glass if you want some.

[bloodredandblack]

That would mean going all the way back to the cafeteria.

[midnightblackandgold]

Imagine that.

[bloodredandblack]

[REACHING FOR MARISA'S CUP.]

[midnightblackandgold]

[Laser to the face.]

[bloodredandblack]

[The glare she's giving through the crispy coating now on her face isn't a good one. Nope, not at all.]

[midnightblackandgold]

I said, get your own glass, ze. I meant it.

[bloodredandblack]

[Reimu huffed and crossed her arms.]

See if I do anything for you next time something comes up.

[midnightblackandgold]

I'm sure I will.

[Then the room started to shake and there was a weird undulating sound accompanying it, almost sing-song in quality. Marisa giggled and took another drink, watching the dead people on the outside of the windows start looking alarmed.]

Here it comes...

[bloodredandblack]

[She'd probably enjoy this a lot more if she had something to drink. But she didn't so she just stared and tried to find something amusing about the situation.]

[midnightblackandgold]

[The bitch has popcorn, and she's HAVE something to drink if she wasn't a lazy ass.]

[The wailing sound got louder and through the thick clouds outside the window, a large pale shape began to be seen. Throwing a handful of popcorn into her mouth, Marisa giggled again.

Because a giant whale came out of the clouds and slammed right into the Tower. A barrier outside flared, the dead people fell off the windows from the shock of the impact running through the Tower, and then the whale.... just comically fell out of sight.]

[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.]