[center] [color=green] [h3] Mima [/h3] [/color]
[b]Western Manor, Grand Entry Hall[/b]
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"It makes me more ghost like, doesn't it. . .?" Fat words coming from a girl dressed in pajamas with a weird unnecessary hat. Then again, Patchouli was from Gensokyo, and there were plenty of weirder people running about there. A powerful magician was just the start of the oddities in a world composed primarily of Youkai. Not that she'd like it any differently; the world of humans was a boring place.

Dispelling her thoughts on the matter she leaned forward while floating in the air. The length of her body extended so she was closer to Patchouli, and thus was having a "face to face".

"I'm haunting this mansion. If you want it for your own, you'll have to go through me. Err. Well, you can go literally through me. You get it." Mima stopped stretching her back, then slowly pulled back toward the lobbies center. She had a somewhat devious expression on her face, before cocking her head to the left.

"Course', if you can force me off, I won't haunt you for living here. Are you familiar with Spell Card rules? Lets have a little duel to decide who owns this territory." The rules of danmaku. While no one here knew them but herself and Marisa, this girl should as well. Considering she was a Magician, she was well suited for the use of spellcards. Of course, that was just in terms of abilities. Somehow Mima felt that this girl would rather sit around and read than fight others for sport. Magician-type Youkai were like that, it was to be expected.

Regardless, having the first danmaku battle of this entire world was an enticing prospect for Mima. Infact, she was already crafting an elegant plan that had its roots put in her intangible brain since seeing Patchouli.

[@Yidhra]