[b]Seiga - Abandoned Basement, Capital City, AgK[/b]

[color=6ecff6]"Oh my, you're right! I completely forgot the name and address! Oh, how silly of me. An errand boy can't do anything if he doesn't know where to go!"[/color]

Seiga snatched the envelope, wrote something onto it in an obscure 7th century Chinese dialect, and handed it back to Hazama.

[color=6ecff6]"Here you are; and remember, no peeking! Trust me, I'll know." [/color]

With that, Seiga whirled around and waved her golden wand, an ovular hole in the fabric of reality opening up in response to reveal a swirling pool of fragmented shapes and colors. The jumble of images quickly rearranged themselves into what appeared to be some sort of cubist artistry, a mishmash of multiple conflicting perspectives. Needless to say, the effect was somewhat nauseating.

[color=6ecff6]"You should probably get going. If we had done the ritual, you wouldn't have to worry about the hole closing up on top of you, but I'm afraid you didn't, so..."[/color], she exhaled and looked at the hole, [color=6ecff6]"...Yyyyyeah. Might want to hurry up."[/color]