[b][u]Yuuka, with Rachel and Nepeta[/u][/b]

Yuuka heard the strange narration before it made itself known to the youkai and her new, totally-willing friend. It... looked like some sort of catgirl? Though not quite. It didn't seem to be a youkai, either. She was impressed this little girl had the nerve to speak to her in such a way, especially since she seemed to view Yuuka in a less-than-flattering light. Well, that was hardly anything new, but normally such thoughts were desperately hidden deep within one's own inner monologue, not a vocal narration.

Yuuka removed her arm from around Rachel's shoulders, instead approaching the girl with an unreadable expression, until they were mere centimetres from each other. Silently, Yuuka simply stared at the cat-like person, not a trace of malicious intent or an aura of goodwill. Until...

"Too cute!" Yuuka squealed, throwing her umbrella to the air as she raised her arms and clamped them around the girl's body in a tight hug, "So adorable and cute and cuddly and adorable! Oh my god I want to keep you~!"
Yuuka only loosened her grip when she raised an arm to catch the falling the umbrella. Otherwise, she was hell-bent on not letting go.

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[b][u]Rikka, approaching Shiori[/u][/b]

Lost and disoriented was a perfect description for Rikka Takanashi right now.

Left wandering this strange building filled with strange people, the dark-haired girl cautiously made her way around, wondering how she had gotten there. The last thing she could remember... it involved trying to summon a dimensional vortex that would allow her to traverse to a different plane in the hopes of finding the place that her father was. How exactly she lost her memory between that attempt and waking up somewhere in this strange place was anyone's guess.

[i]Could it be... that my powers have grown unstable?[/i] Rikka wondered to herself. If she couldn't control her Tyrant Eye properly... that could be very, very bad. How would she ever get home? Maybe she would just have to try again...
Lost in her thoughts, the high-schooler bumped into someone, and after a quick, startled gasp, looked at whoever she ran into. It was... a girl in a strange back and red uniform. Something about her seemed intimidating. Her colour scheme? Her unfamiliarity? Whatever it was, it caused Rikka to immediately step back and drop nto a battle ready stance, one arm raised before her, the other to her side. She could feel the weight of her [s]umbrella[/s] weapon, strapped to her thigh. Ready to be activated at the slightest provocation.

"Is it an enemy?!" Rikka pondered aloud as she glared at the uniformed lady.