[b]Somewhere, Arcadia.[/b][hr]Before she could say anything else to Sam, Mokou was transported to another place. Out, but not exactly where she was earlier. This would leave her rather pissed if she didn't already know Sam's name and his appearance. It makes it easier to find him if she finds out how to leave this place first. It would be leaving to Gensokyo, but at least there the shrine maiden can help him find his homeworld. The worse he would have to do then was perhaps do some errands for the red and white miko.

[color=ed1c24]"Huh? Where are we?"[/color] Mokou looked around nonchalantly.[color=ed1c24] "Who's the shrimp?"[/color]

Of course, by 'shrimp' she meant the still unknown girl, who's defining features was her rather defiant look and the flower on her long black hair. She wasn't any sort of acquaintance with the creature as well, if her question was anything to go by. 

Judging from the creature's speech, it was recruiting more people of talent to them, to serve something or other. Perhaps her instincts were right after all. Its organization was starting to sound more and more like those self righteous cults, too fanatical to see their own faults. Just like her in her past, too blind to see until it was too late.

[color=ed1c24]"Whatever, I'm going. Have fun speaking to that little kid there."[/color]

Shoving her one arm into her pocket, she started walking away.