[i]“… Guuuys? You, uh… you might wanna come down here.”[/i]

“Am coming, Ollie!” Malika called back. Placing her palms on the floor beside her, she pushed herself up onto her feet. It didn’t take her long to get her bearings, and soon she was bounding down the steps. The scene she was met with was odd to say the least – Kirina seemed to be doing a good impression of Malika about five minutes ago (she needed to work on it, Malika had been face up), Oliver seemed to have sustained an injury somehow, Michelle looked incredibly nervous and Juno just looked rather… Grave? Malika was never good at figuring out real people’s feelings. She was very curious; what on earth had happened here to put everyone into such odd situations? She had to find out! First order of business was to help her Russian friend up off the floor, though.
“Ah, Korona! Are alright?” Malika lifted Kirina up from the floor, supporting her with an arm around the shoulder. Malika looked around one last time, before settling her gaze on Oliver, “What happened, Ollie? Is looking like penultimate episode of Minatsukumoto here! Everyone so grave and nervous, like final battle is approaching… Did miss something important, maybe?”