Marisa Kirisame (
adropofjupiter) wrote2011-07-24 12:21 pm
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[Phone]
[Marisa's not exactly sounding like herself today. In fact, she sounds a little freaked out though her voice is quiet.]
Um... What, uh... What happens when... ah. What happens when drones, um.... die?
[1125 Taylor (action)]
[Anyone passing by 1125 Taylor might notice the front door is half open and there sun reflects off of something thick and red dripping slowly down it.
[OOC WARNING: Marisa is now suffering the Postman's Curse for breaking into the post office. Any characters coming to 1125 Taylor may be subjected to bodily injury should they have physical contact with Marisa. PM me for more details if needed.]
[Marisa's not exactly sounding like herself today. In fact, she sounds a little freaked out though her voice is quiet.]
Um... What, uh... What happens when... ah. What happens when drones, um.... die?
[1125 Taylor (action)]
[Anyone passing by 1125 Taylor might notice the front door is half open and there sun reflects off of something thick and red dripping slowly down it.
[OOC WARNING: Marisa is now suffering the Postman's Curse for breaking into the post office. Any characters coming to 1125 Taylor may be subjected to bodily injury should they have physical contact with Marisa. PM me for more details if needed.]

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You're a magician.
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Magician? Not in the sense of True Magic, certainly not, so no need to make things confusing and just assume the normal definition she knows.
She shakes her head lightly and makes a small sound of disagreement.] I'm not a magus, but I won't deny that I have the aptitudes to become one.
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[That said.]
Have you calmed down a bit, miss?
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It's fine. I'll clean up the floor now. Does anyone else live here, that isn't a drone?
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Hm... I don't, but I know someone who might. Have you met Crowe? He has a collection of classic literature. There are some detective fiction there, I believe!
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You're being weirdly nice.
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Mm, I still don't know what could have happened, and I won't deny that I'd like to know someday, but there's no rush. It's been hard on you, so please focus on yourself for now. [Now how to try to get her to calm down a bit more...
Right, introductions! She still hasn't done that yet.]
My name is Ciel, and I live by 1127 on this street. We'll probably be seeing a lot of each other from now on, so may I ask for your name also, miss?
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[Marisa tilts her head looking at Ciel. She's heard that name before. Where did she... the vampire hunter. Her. No wonder she sounded vaguely familiar. At least she has a face to go with the name.]
Marisa Kirisame. We've talked before, ze. Sorry, I didn't... recognize your voice.
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Her face does light up from recognition.] Ah! I see... It's fine. I thought the same, but I wasn't sure. You sounded much more energetic when we spoke last. It's nice to finally meet you in person, miss...
Oh, would it be Kirisame-san, or miss Kirisame? Your last name sounds Japanese, but your first name sounds European. Are these guesses accurate?
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