Nightshade !vkPcK7cc0U 2008/08/15 (Fri) 04:11 No. 7546 ▼
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[x] Change the subject, ask if she's seen your clothes.
[X] Change the subject, ask where you can find Rinnosuke
Letting out a heart filled sigh you scratch your head in frustration. There is only so much fighting you can do before even it gets boring. She doesn’t seem all that bright to begin with, so not seeming like you want to fight will probably get you out of this situation anyway.
“Hey, you wouldn’t happened to know where I can find a guy named Rinnosuke? Oh and have you seen a bunch of clothes, I kinda lost them. The vest I kinda need and it would be nice to be dressed in something other then a shirt and boxers.”
The witch looks up thinking, “Goin to see Kourin eh? And what would you be going to see him about ze?” she leans over her broom, tipping her hat back with a mischievous grin, “Or is that where you left your clothes at ze?”
Rolling your eyes you hold back your sense of pride. Smartass or not she seem to know about this guy so no point in making her an enemy yet. She doesn’t seem like the person to really want to fight in life and death situations anyways. The simple innocents she holds makes you think of a friend of yours but it is soon dismissed from your mind. No point in getting all emotional over your missed friends.
“No, no, I lost them while--taking a bath.” your eyes slide to the side for a moment then back to her, “and I’m looking for some of my weapons. I fricken lost them when I got transported to this world and--wait, where DID our hummer go to? Did it get transported--” you mutter
“No way!” she yelled, pulling herself nearly off her broom, her face close to yours, “You’re from the outside world ze?! Oh man, Kourin is going to freak.” suddenly she grabs your arm and yanks you over her broom, “Names Marisa Kirisame, nice to meet’cha.”
Stunned, you look up at her smiling face to protest such rough behavior of someone she doesn’t know but the two of you take off . You grip the broom like that of a witch’s cat as you soar into the sky, much faster then that of what Mystia flew at. No matter how many times it still freaks you out, being this high up.
“So, what’s your name stranger?” she asks plainly.
“It’s Kai Hagara,” you blurt out, “Dude, can everyone friken fly here?!”
“Nah, only the best can fly ze! You need to relax, I’ll get you to see Kourin in no--oh we’re here!”
The broom slams to a halt and you fly from the broom straight into open air. There’s a moment of hang time before your body falls rapidly into a tree, bouncing heavily from one branch to another before slamming face down into the ground. A stinging sensation tares through you, as if you did a belly flop. A human would have died from such a fall but nonetheless it still hurts like hell. With a labored groan you look up to see a small shop.
Marisa hangs in the air stupidly, rubbing the back of her head realizing her mistake, “Opps, sorry about that but you should of hanged on ze.”
Grabbing the end of the broom you yank it out from under her, “I could say the same thing.” you mutter, watching her fall on her ass as you get up brings a grin to your faec either because of the cute expression she makes or the fact that she fell on her ass. It’s funny either way.
Marisa gets up, brushing off her hat and snatches back her broom, “Whatever, hey Kourin get out here. I found someone you might like ze.” she says in a singing fashion but there’s no response, “and she is from the outside world!”
A loud noise of feet hitting wooden floor followed by a crash of something inside the shop is heard and a man appears, out of breath and flustered, “Wha-what did you say? Someone from the outside world.” he says, adjusting his glasses.
“Yep, another one.” she beams, “but how about you put on some tea or somethin for us. I mean, unless you want to seem rude to our new guest.”
Everything happens so fast you can hardly wrap your head around what’s happened. Before you know it you and Marisa are inside sitting cross legged at some weird table while Rinnosuke is rummaging though cabinets for tea. She simply stares at you, her chin in her palms, smiling happily. It begins to creep you out and your eyes begin to wander around the small store.
It’s somewhat unorganized but it isn’t dirty. Books, magazines, a kerosene heater, and other numerous items are just a few of the things you seem but nothing that belongs to you or your friends. It’s depresses you that you came here for nothing but you notice there is another room, the storage area maybe, that might hold something of yours. Soon you find that you are simply avoiding the inevitable and that someone must say something.
[ ] Wait, let them start off the conversation
[ ] Ask about your equipment and your clothes, again
[ ] Introduce yourself properly and get to know them
[ ] Ask if they know anything about the current fiend problem