!vGcFL3454s 2013/11/17 (Sun) 10:17 No. 175635 ▼ File 138468347989.png - (549.20KB, 939x701 , fb88d1896c1f669d18b8f52d193a6013.png)
[x] “I think I have a hangover, and I'm not sure where I am.”
[x] Girl is explaining...
[x] Take her hand.
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You're looking at her for a few seconds, not entirely sure whether to trust her or not. But in the end, you accept her help anyway.
"...I think I just have a hangover," you reply, grabbing her hand, "and I'm not sure where I am."
And sure enough, the feeling of nausea starts to kick in once you manage to stand up. You try your best of your ability to hold back your vomit; as you don't really fancy throwing up in front of a complete stranger, for whatever reason. You were about to fall down from dizziness, until the girl gets a hold of your hand.
"Be careful, or you might hurt yourself," the girl said.
"...I'm feeling like crap already, alright," you grumble. "But thanks."
The girl nods, and continues. "Are you really okay? Can you walk?"
You blink at her. Her question clearly shows that of concern - but her expression as well as her voice do not.
"W-well, not really," you can feel your mouth dry and in a desperate need for a warm cup of coffee. Also, you're in no condition at all to walk by yourself.
"Come then," she says as she put and hold your arm on her shoulder. "I'll fly you to the human village."
You only respond with a nod. Your feeling of suspiciousness earlier has changed to a genuine gratitude instead. Whoever this girl is, at least she's kind enough to help you. And right now you really don't care much about your destination, as long as you can have a cure for your morning hangovー
ーWait, did she just say, 'I'll fly you?'
Before you could comprehend what she meant by that, your feet are already leaving the ground as you find yourself hovering above the earth surface alongside the girl.
"Wait wait WHAT?! Put me down first! PUT ME DOWN!" you yell panicky.
"Why? I thought flying will be faster than-"
"Whatever! Just put me down first! Please!" you frantically beg for your dear life right now.
"...Alright, alright."
She then slowly hovers back to the ground, in which you immediately jump off her and - upon landed on the ground - make a mad dash toward nearby bushes while holding your mouth, before emptying the content of your stomach.
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"That was... terrible..." you mutter, walking back to the girl who surprisingly waits patiently for you.
"You done?" the girl asks.
"Yeah, yeah... thanks for waiting," you answer nonchalantly. "You know, for some reason I just hallucinated that we were both flying."
The girl tilts her head. "Hallucinated?"
"Uh-huh. And when we were both airborne, my stomach took the chance to protest. The result was as expected."
You sigh exasperatedly. You really have underestimated the beers made by the so-called 'Drunkard Breakers'. To think that such beverages had left you completely wasted and stranded in the middle of forest in god-knows-where. Not to mention the worst hangover that you've ever experienced in your entire life, in which you've even been given a figment of your childhood's fantasy earlier; which is flying.
"You hallucinated that we were... flying?"
"That's what I was saying, yeah."
"You mean, like this?"
"Yeah, precis- what."
Your jaw drops. The girl is floating. A girl is floating right in front of you. You slap yourself repeatedly, to no avail. The girl is puzzled by your action. Tilting her head, she asks, "What are you doing?"
"No, what are you doing?"
"I'm flying."
Duh. "I'm sorry, better question; what are you and what have you done to my sanity?"
As it sounds more like a rhetorical question, she ignores you and continues. "Have you actually never seen someone flying before?"
"Ever since the two Americans invented airplane; yes, I have, actually." Although technically they weren't the first, you add in mind. "But not as straightforward as your method just now."
"...American? Airplane? Oh," she then hides her ever poker face beneath one of her various, noh masks? The one with a surprised expression on it, "could it be, you're from the outside world?"
"...Pardon?"
"No wonder your clothes look weird." Oi. You're one to talk.
"Wait, excuse me, outside world? I'm afraid I don't follow you here."
"Simply put, you're in Gensokyo, a world far different from yours."
"Seriously? I don't think it's that differe-" you then realize she's still blatantly disregarding the law of gravity, "-never mind. How the hell did I end up here, anyway?"
"That, I don't know."
"I-I see..."
"Though I heard there's a portal that leads to your world in the shrine."
"The shrine?" you smell a lead. "Where is this shrine?"
"Not too far from here, actually."
Welp, might as well. "Ah, then," you scratch your head, "would it be a bother to ask you to lead me there? Miss... um..."
"Kokoro," the girl introduces herself. "Hata no Kokoro."
"Ah, nice to meet you, miss Kokoro," you bow your head. "My name is..."
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Wow, that was longer than I expected.
In any case, I did a research beforehand in order to figure out Kokoro's personality. If you feel like there's something wrong with the way I portray her personality (or this story in general), feel free to inform me.