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[adropofjupiter]

[Action in the Residential Neighborhoods - Very Early Morning]

[It's way, way too early in the morning for anyone to be knocking on your door - especially when that person happens to be a teenage girl that looks half-asleep. The sun's just peeking over the horizon and yet, here she is knocking on your door. Will you answer?]



[Phone - Afternoon]

The Outside World's weird.

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[yamaxanadu]

This is not a good example of the outside world.

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Not recognizing the voice...]

It's kinda like what all I'd read, ze. But weird.

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[yamaxanadu]

It's a fiction made real, nothing more. An idealized reality that never existed. The outside world is much different from this, and is not a place to be trapped in.

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[hangedhourai.livejournal.com]

... M-Marisa!

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Yup. That's my name.

...

..........

.................what's my last name?

[MUST CLARIFY - THERE ARE WEIRD PEOPLE HERE THAT CLAIM TO KNOW HER]

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[hangedhourai.livejournal.com]

Marisa Kirisame! What, did you think I would forget or something!?

action;

[perfectandelegant]

[It really is early for anyone to be knocking at the door, but Sakuya is duty-bound to answer it.]

Hello? Who --

[Oh. Well, this is unexpected.]

Patchouli-sama doesn't live here, Miss Black-White, if that's who you're looking for.

action;

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Oh, hey... Marisa recognizes this person. She blinks at Sakuya then takes a step back to look up the house. Nope. Not the Mansion. Confused witch is confused. Oh well.]

Oh. Okay.

[And she turn, walks a few steps before pausing to yawn.]

Hey maid... you know where's the graveyard? I think I missed it somewhere...

action;

[perfectandelegant]

[...for a moment, Sakuya has to wonder if it's a nasty hangover the witch is nursing, or if she's still drunk, but that question catches her off-guard. Why is she looking for a graveyard?

And then she sighs, realizing what's going on. Clearly, someone is new to Mayfield, and of all the houses here, Marisa seems to have gravitated to where there is definitely magic research going on. Still, it's rude to turn someone away, and she did just make tea.]

...I don't think I want to know what you're looking for in a graveyard, Marisa, but I don't think the one you're looking for is here. Why don't you come in and have tea and I'll explain where exactly it is you are?

[...she's just going to have to keep a close eye on you, witch.]

[Action]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

[To say Flandre's sleep schedule was abnormal would be an understatement. Especially now, right this instant. Why would you be awake in the daytime?

Obviously, Flandre is. Mayfield made her do it.]

...is it time for school, Meiling?

[The voice is small, preceded by a grumble--and up. Straight above the door, in fact. She tended to keep the window open all the time, to let more of the outside in.]

[Action]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[No one's answering. MUST KNOCK LOUDER.

Knock, knock, knock.]

[Action]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

[--slkdfjs]

Meiliiiiiing I'm not awake yet!

[But she is going to tumble out of bed anyway and flop partway out the window. SEE I AM ALIVE WHAT YOU WANT.

...she hasn't quite noticed it's not Meiling just yet, no.]

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure wherever you've been was weird and its desensitized you.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

...no, where I'm from is normal. This is weird, ze.

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

Something tells me that a bit of an exaggeration.

[hontobakabaka.livejournal.com]

[A pale faced blue haired girl with a deadpan expression opens the door]

"Yes?"

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[The sleepy teenager peers at her for a moment. Nope. Doesn't recognize her.]

...can you tell me where the graveyard is? I think I got lost.

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[sortsbooks.livejournal.com]

Isn't it? It has these big weird things outside called cars, and then inside the houses, they have...


... ...do we know each other?

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I dunno, ze.

Um... you kinda sound like the little devil in the library.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[It's fine, Theo barely sleeps. He's awake, reading in his study.

A knock on his front door this early is suspicious. At first, the front door of 337 Brady Lane opens only a crack so he can see who it is.


Then the door is flung open.]

Marisa?

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Woah... Some guy she doesn't know but knows her name. This is kinda weird... Standard response required.]

Y-[yawn]-o.

[reflames]

[Heyyyyyy that voice sounds familiar~ Even if it belongs to someone she doesn't particularly like...]

No shit, Kirisame. I still can't figure out how to work these things. [Referring to the phones. For reference, she sounds about three paces too far away from the receiver.]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

...what? Can't hear you, ze.

[phone]

[doudemoe]

[Hmm? It sounds like his drone sister, but "outside world" doesn't sound like something a drone would say.]

Yes, but not all of it's bad.

[phone]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Weird's not necessarily bad, ze.