“Have your fortune told, miss?” an impossibly quiet voice asks. You look around, not sure who is talking to you. At the best of times the market is a noisy place full of produce vendors, tradesmen and other villagers moving along stalls and streets all day. Cries extolling the virtue of the fresh something or the other are intermixed with the well-practiced theater that is haggling and barter. Acquaintances and friends meet both here and in the adjacent square, often forming into small groups to then gossip or grab a drink together. Simply put, it's hard to make any sense of words when you're in the middle of the crowd. And yet, you can clearly hear the voice repeating itself, adding, “it won't cost you much, dear.”

You look around, gripping the edges of your cloak tightly, hoping that the voice isn't directed at you. It's best to walk away and disappear into the crowd. Any curiosity that you might feel is firmly suppressed by the general unease of being in such a crowded place with only three nights remaining. If only supplies hadn't run out so quickly! It would have been preferable to wait until next week when everything would be back to normal.

“Come on love,” the voice is unmistakably directed at you, “don't try to ignore me. I see all. Your pretty dark hair and lovely smile ought to be shown to the whole world, not hidden away by shadow and cloth like that.”

Feeling panicked, you ignore the voice again, check that no one is following and slip into a small alley hidden between two of the larger stalls. The empty space gives you a chance to calm yourself down. Here, the noise of the crowd is less of a roar and more of a steady background noise. By contrast, the thumping of your heart is almost deafening; it feels like it's liable to burst at any moment. A curse escapes your lips. A sense of shame is very present. Slinking around has certainly been undignified.

The problem is that it was foolish to go shopping in the village in the first place. The whole trip has had you on edge for a while now. The possibility of getting outed due a tiny mistake has driven you to paranoia. It has caused numerous discrete checks of

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[X] Leave Sumi alone

I feel like I'm looking at something that I'm not supposed to be looking at. What I'm seeing Sumi involved in here would at least be frowned on if not outright against the rules of the Lunar military, but I know that's never stopped her before. Sumi's rap sheet was already massive before she joined our unit, and even though she's calmed down some recently, she's still the type of person to do whatever she wants regardless of the consequences. Apparently what she wants right now, or at least last night when she fell asleep, is to cuddle with some tsukumogami girl that she just met.

The door didn't make much noise when I opened it up a minute ago, but I still find myself trying to swing it closed as slowly and quietly as possible as I back out of the room. I'm not going to be the one that bothers the two of them. Even though I know that all of us rabbits need to get up and get going, and there's no guarantee that Sumi will wake up on her own anytime soon, I'm willing to do her this favor. I... Might also be a little bit embarrassed to get involved in this kind of stuff, but that's not the point. This is Sumi's business the mix of curiosity and awkwardness that I'm feeling now isn't enough to make me butt in.

Okay, anyway, that's three out of four of us safe and accounted for. The only remaining rabbit is Yuzuki. If she's awake, then it's much more likely that she'll find us rather than us finding her. In fact I can probably check on that now. I take a moment to do the standard arm-waving Yuzuki summoning motion, but don't see or hear anything in response after a bit of waiting. Either she's still asleep or she's out of the range that her powers will show her. I don't know how big the place we're in right now is, but I guess it could be large and unfamiliar enough for Yuzuki to not notice me.

Come to think of it, I haven't really considered much about where we actually are right now. The whole description that I've t

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[X] Lie through your teeth
- [X] This is our gun collection. We collect guns. Its a hobby.

Okay, take a deep breath.

In... Out. I'm okay.

Actually, I'm a bit surprised at how calm I am here. I think that seeing Yuzuki freaking out set my expectations a bit high. This situation right here doesn't really warrant a full on panic attack or anything like that. Don't get me wrong, this is still a very bad horrible thing that I really wished did not occur and I hate that it has, but I should at least try to work through it before I declare it a huge emergency. I feel like keeping calm here is something of an accomplishment. It doesn't really do anything to improve the situation, but at least I'm not making things worse.

I walk forward toward the table. It looks like I'm going to have to do some more negotiating here. Aya seems quite pleased with herself, but it's important to note that she's still here. She must want something more than just some pictures of a bunch of rifles spread out next to our camp. Either she wants more information about the situation, or she wants to blackmail us or something. I can at least try to figure out what she wants for now. Action can come later.

"Hello Aya," I say as evenly as I can when I reach the table. I pull out a chair and sit down in Chiyo's seat, directly across from our unexpected guest. Can I just say that I really don't like that she took my seat? It almost seems like a power play, but she couldn't have known it was mine in the first place. It's just a coincidence, but it's a coincidence that happens to throw me off a little more. I'd be more comfortable sitting in the place that I always sit.

"Seiran, right?" Aya sits up attentively in her chair and glances down at her notes. We did only meet once, so I guess she might not remember which rabbit is which by name immediately. "Good afternoon. You're looking fantastic today, even better than last time. Glad to talk to you again. Did you happen to get

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[X] Chiyo
[X] Ringo

It takes longer than it probably should to find the medical supplies. Apparently Yuzuki decided at some point in her reorganization that the best place for the supplies to be was wrapped up inside one of the extra tents we have stored in the equipment tent. I didn't know we have the same number of first aid kits as we have extra tents, but I guess that's not the kind of thing that Yuzuki would miss. I could have just asked where to look and found out immediately I guess, but I decided to try figuring it out for myself instead.

Minor injuries like mine aren't really much of a problem for Lunarian medicine. All I really need to do is apply some of the salve stuff that we have. It works pretty much immediately, though it always leaves me with this weird feeling that I'm slightly sticky for a while afterwards. I already feel a little sticky after the whole web thing, but this isn't going to help any.

I decide to just stay in the equipment tent as I patch myself up. It's still raining outside, so I would obviously prefer to be inside somewhere instead of getting wet. This tent works just as well as any other one, plus it lets me put things away more quickly when I'm done.

As I start working on my arms, I hear somebody enter the tent flap. "Hey." It's Chiyo.

I'm actually a little surprised to see Chiyo here. She would typically stay in her tent by herself most nights after we've finished working for the day. I guess the most likely case is that she's here for equipment, given the tent that we're in. "Hey Chi. Did you need something? Yuzuki reorganized a couple days ago, so you might have trouble finding it." I warn her. I know where some of the stuff is at least, so I might be able to help her.

"Nah, just waiting to see if anybody's making dinner." Chiyo says plainly, walking up behind me. Chiyo has a tendency to screw up cooking things a lot, so she usually needs someone to help her or do it for her. I catch the hint that she wants

Today begins a tale of a special meeting between two eternally young maidens. Though they have the same meeting every two weeks, every time, and have done so for years now, This is the first of these meetings in which you may be proud to bear witness to.

However, before we begin, a question must be asked.

Are you the Beauty Witnessed from Afar, or are you the Eternally Burning Flame?

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[]Pretty moon girl
[]Pretty bird girl
[]Fuck you, I'm a rabbit
[]LOUD INTERRUPTING PLATES

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Here goes nothin'. It's still within the starting time!

http://www.touhou-project.com/gensokyo/res/13978.html

// somewhere… //

“So… he’s still alive.”

“Yes, sir. All reports are pointed to him living in exile in the sealed land.”

“How can that be possible? The Soviet Red Army is not supposed to exist in modern days.”

“That’s what I first thought, sir, but he lives. In fact, he stumbled across the expeditionary team and led an attack on them.”

“He fought them?”

“Yes, sir, with the help of his… non-human team. I don’t want to give him credits, sir, but he… he completely annihilated our troops.”

“Impossible. Our technology’s supposed to be superior to that of Earthlings.”

“It was no match against his ferocity. He mauled them like a beast possessed. A beast… from the depth of mankind’s history.”

“Was there any survivor?”

“Only one, sir, but he was captured. What should we do now? We’ve lost a whole unit, and with the Lunarian administration cutting our defence budget, it’s going to take a while before we can replace them.”

“Continue the observation. Make sure he doesn’t learn about our participation in the war. And make sure they don’t know, either. I’ve run out of bulls to feed them already.”

“Understood, sir.”

The command centre fell quiet. With the last staff signing off for the day’s work, the chief director continued watching the video feed of a skirmish that was taking place in the junkyard. His eyes were fixed on a soldier donning futuristic combat suit, who was leading the attack alongside his fellow combatants. His eyebrows furrowed, as if he was trying to remember anything related to the soldier.

“Yuri Ivanov…” He uttered the name once, and then shut off the monitor. He leaned against his chair and closed his eyes. “Survivor of the Great Patriotic War… the ghostly hunter of Stalingrad.”

[c] To be continued in the next post, please wait warmly.

I think I'm doing a pretty good job at not panicking.

When you consider how quickly and how thoroughly everything went off the rails, you could excuse me if I was panicking a bit.

But I'm not.

Seriously.

Instead of panicking, I'm just going to calmly try to assess the situation. Now that I saw that girl finally leave the area, I feel like I can head back into camp without getting danmaku'd or magic'd or whatever'd to death. I'll think about what lead up to this point while I'm heading back, then decide what to do from there. I will behave properly like rational military mind. I will not panic.

So initially, I was out checking on the mechanical purification spider probe to make sure it was still doing its purifying thing. On the way back down the mountain I decided to take some time away from camp to make some mochi for the other rabbits. I do that from time to time. I have my mallet, so I might as well do something productive with it. Everybody likes it and I like to keep morale up if I can. Suddenly out of nowhere I was challenged to a duel. I tried to act tough and do my job, but honestly I wasn't that hopeful about it. Danmaku is hard. I still haven't really got my head around using spell cards, and my power is unexpectedly bad for it.

I have various excuses for it, but they don't change the fact that I got trashed. There isn't really much of a better way to say it, though losing wasn't as bad as I had expected. It did stop me from making the mochi, which I was sad about, but otherwise it's better than getting blown up or shot with actual weapons. I guess these spell card rules that we're supposed to follow for some reason do make losing much nicer than some of the horror stories I've heard from the Lunar War. It did kind of leave me in an awkward situation though. I couldn't exactly head back to camp along with her when I lost. After I used my comms to tell the others she was coming I was just stuck outside stressing out until she was done doing whatever she thought was necessary to make us stop purifying the earth. Us rabbits don't really care that much about puri

You awaken to the cries of cicadas, an indication of the blistering day to come.
Rolling out of your sweat-soaked futon, you drowsily push the wooden window open, exposing your
bosom to the sun and allowing the fetid air of your room to escape. The gardens stretch out in front
of you, the small river glistens in the morning light as a mercifully cool breeze wafts lazily
through the window.
During a pause in the cicada's song, you hear the door to the hall slam shut.

"My apologies Ojou-sama." whispers a voice from behind you. "I had not realized you had awoken."

"Sorry Akane." You reply, stretching in a vain attempt to dispel your drowsiness as you turn to
face the servant. "I couldn't hear you over that racket."

"You need not apologize Ojou-sama." she replied, head pressed against the tatami mats with a bundle
of clothing to her side.

"You know you don't need to be so formal, you say with a chuckle as she raises her auburn head. As
she does so, you catch a glimpse of white within her locks.
"Ah, wait a moment!" you start, causing Akane to flinch as you rush to remove the alien hair.
"You've got to be more careful you know." You say as you show her the strand, allowing a reassuring
smile to slip onto your features.

"Th-thank you. Ojou-sama" she whispers, bowing to hide her crimson face.

"I've told you before." You say, raising her chin with a slender finger. "You can call me Mokou when
we're alone."

"Yes!" she says with a smile, the morning sun complimenting her complexion.

After a moment, Akane regains her composure. Whereupon she asks you to dress prior to approaching
the window again, lest the workers see.


After a quick bath to relieve yourself of the night's sweat, you decide against donning the pink,
flowered kimono that Akane left at anothers behest. Opting instead to wear the crimson trousers and
crisp white shirt that she left you tucked away inside the garish bundle.

As you leave your room you decide to:

Tewi is hungry.

She is holding a carrot.

Reisen is carrying a large stack of boxes and has her back turned.


[] Eat Carrot and be Full Bunny.
[] Chuck Carrot at Big Bunny.


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I said I would, and I did.

Scanning...

Probable detected by [COBRA DANE] @ 22:17:05 GMT @ .082 degrees/horizon, est. slant range 16,215,034m.

Interrogating bogey...

Identifier code for ROCINATE-01 received by [MILSTAR-03 UHF] @ 22:17:38 GMT. Attempting contact...

Link established.

>EXIT NODE: DSCS-III-04
>TIGHTBEAM 28.27GHZ @ 153mbps
>ROCINATE-01 initial ping: 4/4 packets verified.

Authentication complete - telemetry datalink begun at 22:18:17 GMT:

>ALT: 7,215,430m
>VEL: 7,594m/s
>APOGEE: 406,318,314m
>PERIGEE: 42,354m
>ΔV: 692.45 m/s (approx)

ROCINATE-01 systems standing by for commands.

>Possible commands include, but are not limited to:

[ ] Battlespace SITREP
[ ] Spacecraft stores
[ ] Crew status
[ ] Ground stations status
[ ] Cargo status
[ ] Other (please specify):