adropofjupiter | 12th ☆

[A. Action 1125/1127 Taylor (Saturday Morning)]

[Marisa was heavy sleeper, but even she wasn't going to sleep through this. Bolting awake, knocking the rubble off of herself, Marisa stared wide-eyed at the devastation around her. She had only two thoughts right then: What they hell was going on and that she needed to get to Patchouli as fast as she could. So, she tried to call for her broom.

...nothing happened. Her brow furrowed and that's when she noticed it. Her magic was gone again. ALL OF IT. Her eyes widened even more. If her magic was gone, then so was Patchouli's. This was bad... very, very, bad. Patchouli was very sickly without her magic. With how hard breathing was for Marisa right then with the dust in the air, she couldn't imagine how hard it was for her girlfriend. So, she had to get to what was left of 340 Brady and hope to the gods that Patchouli was still alive. Panicking wasn't going to get her anywhere.

The witch picked through the remains and eventually found the stairs leading down. This was probably going to be the only time anyone was thankful she was such a packrat. So, she grabbed a beaten pack, tossed a few things from the basement into it, and grabbed a bed sheet, paint, shoelaces and a wooden pole. Once back up, she grabbed a few things from the wreckage before yelling next door.]

OI! CIEL! YOU ALIVE?

[B. Trekking Across Mayfield (Saturday/Sunday)]

[With a pack slung over her shoulder and a bed sheet banner bearing a sigil on a wooden pole, Marisa appears to be on a mission. She's scraped up and there's a tear in the skirt of her dress, betraying dried blood on her leg and bringing attention to a bit of a limp. Determined though she is, she's not going to completely ignore any other living person she crosses paths with.]

[C. Saturday Night]

[It's dark, but someone is still traversing through the wreckage. With a dim, old flashlight in hand, and the bed sheet banner bearing a sigil on a wooden pole that she's -definitely- using for some support, Marisa continues to pick her way through the rubble.]

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What are you carrying?

[ Spoken from on top of a larger pile of wreckage is one girl in a thick red jacket. Her silhouette might be hard to determine in the darkness however. So maybe she'll recognize her from her voice alone. ]

[The voice is familiar, but Marisa can't place it right then. So, she trains the flashlight on its source. Having fun being blinded, Rin.]

A banner. Gotta have something that can be seen pretty easy from a distance, ze.

[ Lifting her arm to shield her eyes from the bright light. ]

And what exactly do you plan to do with the banner? [ Even though she sounds annoyed, it's a legitimate question. ] Well?

[Now that she recognizes Rin, Marisa lowers the light and then shuts it off to conserve batteries]

It's got my sigil on it, ze. Really... it's just so that if Patchy catches sight of it, she'll know where I am. I have no idea how I'm gonna find her in all this.

If worse comes to worse, I can use it for bandages or a blanket.

[ Lowering her arm once more, Rin squats a bit to relax, remaining stationary in her position. It might be difficult to even make her out from a distance. A tactic to not draw attention to them. ]

I don't think very many can see that sort of thing in the dark. [ Rin did though, so doesn't that defeat the purpose? ] Patchy.. a friend of yours? [ The name is familiar, but Rin honestly doesn't keep up with people who fail to catch her interest sadly. ] I guess planning for a safe place to meet up at is kind of difficult to do.

You should try to rest though.

Oh, right now it's just helping me keep my footing. [And helping with her injured leg, but she's not going to point that out.]

Patchy's my girlfriend, ze. Patchouli Knowledge. I have to find her and without damn landmarks, I keep getting turned around. At least at night I can navigate by the stars so I'm going in the right direction.

It is pretty tough to walk around.

[ With a sigh, she glances up towards the sky. Interesting that she met another who thought of the same tactic, but getting lost was something she couldn't do. Not when she's out on a hunt herself. ]

I suppose you've already tried screaming for her. [ Calling seems utterly pointless. ] Do you have anything that belongs to her with you?

I lived on Taylor and she's on Brady. It's too far away to yell to. And I don't expect her to move much given how horrible her health will be without her magic compensating.

[The question is odd since her methods of using something of someone's to track them required magic, but it doesn't matter. She shakes her head.]

No, I had some books before but they're gone. I hate not being able to fly...

I see. I see. [ That's when some scuffling might be heard nearby. ] I'm not too sure where Brady is from here.

I thought maybe I could have her tracked by scent, but if you don't have anything.. [ Suddenly, one puppy appears up by Rin's side, nuzzling against her owner's arm. ] That's what I'm doing right now.

[Seeing the dog gets a smile out of Marisa and she limps over to attempt to pet it.]

A bit young to be a tracker, ze. Who are you trying to find?

She might be young, but she's loyal to my Servant as much as myself.

[ Calmly spoken. The puppy is full of energy now as she sniffs and laps at the other's hand. ]

A man with blue hair. He's a mute right now, so he can't call for me. He's... probably dead, but I had to try to find him. He can't survive without being tied to me spiritually.

Ah, a familiar. Here's hoping you find him then before the contract between you two becomes too damaged. I'll keep an eye out for him. If worse comes to worse, I am a magician, so maybe I can help temporarily boost his existence until you two find each other.

That's right. He can only last about fifteen minutes without a Master though, so he's more than likely deceased. I just thought maybe.. well, it doesn't matter.

Thanks for the offer, but it won't be necessary. [ Moving down from the rubble. ] We should look for your girlfriend instead. She might be in serious trouble.

...realistically, I know you're right about him, but sometimes the false hope keeps us going. I dunno what's going to happen to us in the future and I don't even know if Patchy's alright, but I gotta keep thinking she is.

[...] And you probably didn't need to hear all that. Sorry, ze.

Of course Patchy's alright. She's got the two of us looking for her now.

[ It seems as though Rin's ready to dismiss the idea of her own comrade being killed now. ]

Have you any idea which street this is originally?

I think it's Stone Street, ze.

I wish I'd had paper this morning, cause Ciel had pretty much calculated the best way to get to Brady from our houses, but I kinda got sidetracked...

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