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Vanni was directed to an old storage facility, in the inner ring of the large district. His thoughts were on the quest he had accepted a few hours ago. A chance to lead your own gang? That sounded amazing to him! The free apartment wouldn't be important if these Imps had a base of operations. Sure he would probably be facing hordes of gangsters but with his power? He would be able to beat them with ease. Humming the tune to "Welcome to Jamrock" by Damian Marley, he eventually stopped in front of the building of the exact description. The man who he asked from looked at him funny but gave him the directions anyways. Probably thought he was suicidal or something. Shaking his heads of these sorts of thoughts, he took another deep drag of his joint before knocking on the large, wooden doors. "Hey mon! I heard ya needed help?"

@RoflsMazoy@VitaVitaAR
Wannabe Hero Ranca Blom

"You're going for it too, Taka?" Grinning back, Ranca lightly punched the ponytailed girl's shoulder. Sure, she seemed a bit serious, but somehow she could tell they were both kindred spirits in a way. "Awesome! Let's get go- huh?"

She had barely noticed it at first, but Ranca eventually noticed that something was tugging on her top. Well, someone actually, as when she turned to look she saw... Wasn't that the guy that joined them whilst they were running away earlier? Poor kid looked pretty spooked, which kind of made sense really. I mean, someone like him ending up in a place like here? The only real way to react to that would be to either become a quivering mess or try and mask your fear and unease with overwhelming bluster and bravado.

"Sure thing, kid!" Her grin not fading for one instant, Ranca found herself compelled to ruffle the little guy's hair playfully. "...I don't think I caught your name, though, and I can't really keep calling you "kid" can I?" The girl in the dino-hood laughed heartily. "So what's your name? I'm Ranca Blom, but I think you heard that already!"

Gabriella opened her eyes to see herself falling. "Did it really work?" she asked herself, slowly spreading her wings behind her. However, because she didn't know how to use her wings yet, she merely opened them to slow her descent and glide to the ground, though still managed to face-plant into the ground. She landed on a prairie and looked around. "Great," she frowned with a sigh, "I'm alone in this strange world and I have no clue where to go." Looking over her shoulder, she got a sudden idea. She took off running and spread her wings, figuring she'd get some practice in before looking for other life. It took her a while and night began falling quickly before she actually took flight for more than a glide. She yelled in joy as she flew higher, almost too high for her, before turning into a dive, which she pulled out of only a few feet from the ground. Looking towards the setting sun, she landed at the edge of a semi-nearby forest. She didn't go in too deep but was able to collect enough wood to start a fire. It took her over an hour but she made her fire on the prairie near the forest hoping someone with weapons would come by. She wanted to sleep but figured it would not be the best time. Instead, she sat in a tree, watching the campfire she'd made. She knew that any monsters that came about, she could escape by flying unless they could fly too, and if she really had to, she could fight with her fists.

She awoke early the next morning and looked around frantically. She punched the tree, which hurt her hand and knocked her off balance, causing her to hit the ground with a thud. Looking to where the campfire had been, she sighed. If someone had come, she missed them. She grabbed a sharp rock from the ground to begin using it as a makeshift ax head on a tree branch that was the perfect length and thickness for a small bow. Using some of the strips of bark that she braided, she made a string and strung the bow, giving it a small test before she began to make arrows. Instead of feathers, she used leaves to give the arrows their flight. She knew the arrows wouldn't last more than a single shot each, and she only had 10 to start with, but doubted the bow would last longer than five shots. "Now a quiver." she said to herself, looking around. "And some food." she sighed, rubbing her growling stomach. It didn't take long for her to find a rabbit, but it took hours to catch and kill it, even with her having basic archery. She was delightfully surprised her bow lasted the seven shots it took to corner and kill the rabbit. Once that was done, she began using the same rock she'd cut the branch with to skin the animal, which she cooked on a new campfire, before using its skin, now with a few holes and not tanned, and more strips of bark to make a small, crude quiver.

With her bow made and her belly full, the winged elf took to the sky, towards a city she had seen the day prior while trying to teach herself to fly. While flying to the city, she took in a mental map of what she could see. Behind her, to the east, was the forest and south of that was the prairie she'd landed in originally. "This is strange." she said, looking off in the north. "This world looks medieval." She took in more of the land, carefully memorizing the basics of what she saw before reaching the city.

She landed in front of the gates a couple hours before high noon and walked in cautiously. With the streets being rather packed for her tastes, she took flight again, though only to fly slowly over everyone's heads. It was while she was flying she saw a cute girl talking to a young boy with a basketball. Distracted by the girl, she didn't know she was about to run into a sign until she hit it, causing her to fall to the ground. "Ow," she moaned before climbing to her feet. She looked towards the girl again, smiling.

She strode into the building with a smile, her bow and quiver hanging from her wing. She wrapped an arm around Ranca's shoulders, smiling at her. "Hello, cutie, want to have some fun?" she asked with a grope of the girl's chest. She didn't expect a good reaction but couldn't stop herself from trying to flirt.

@Rin@RoflsMazoy@VitaVitaAR

The Exorcist

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When Sonia stepped into the apartment she was imminently on alert, there was no doubt in her mind that the ghosts were real after all a few days ago she faced an army of goblins, so in a way ghosts weren't exactly all that far fetched if other fantasy monsters exist. Before long however she was stopped by the sudden sound of an opening door... it was the front door! The door she just came in through. A panicked Sonia looked around for a hiding spot, although it wasn't much use as the intruders were on her in no time.

The catgirl was standing right there in the open as the two figures came into view... and well... they weren't what she expected. The first guy looked like some knock off wrestler complete with mask and all. Clearly he wasn't anyone normal, although compared to his partner the wrestler may as well been any other Average Joe, this man in question was some sort of dragon morph... thing? Imminently Sonia was reminded of that weird demon back on the battlefield, but the dragon actually looked like he maintained his humanity.

It was a few moments before Sonia cleared her throat. "Um... hi?" She glanced at the wrestler, then to the half-dragon and back. She sighed and raised a hand to rub the back of her neck. "So... I... uh, here for the ghosts as well?" At this point it occurred to the catgirl she was standing there with a sword in hand, somewhat fearing they would get the wrong idea she held the blade behind her back for she lacked anywhere else to put it without just dropping it.

"I always wanted a bachelor pad," Rayo mentioned. "Could you imagine if we inherit this place?" The luchador's eyes sparkled with possibilities. "We could be living the dream, compardre."

The luchador stepped inside and listened to his comrade. He thought about his past traditions when his mother had talked to him about the supernatural. Rayo had a cautious mother who happened to be a strong Catholic. Everything she didn't understand was a work of the devil.

"I went through a couple of exorcisms," Rayo paused for a couple of minutes. "Don't ask." He stated afterwards. The fighter stopped dead in his tracks when he noticed a figure in front of him. Turning his head, he was not sure of what he was looking at.

"El gato," The luchador questioned. "Good news, Orion. I have found the "ghost" of our problems." He elbowed Orion in the arm as a nudge. "Well, sorry, kitty-" Rayo punched his hands together, but was confused when the cat started speaking.

"Que? Are you here for the reward too?" Rayo gave a look of confusion to Orion. He titled his body to the dragon guy and whispered, "Don't cats live like outside? Or in mi abuelo's house?"
@Damiann47

Orion - ゴースト狩り

Sweet, so he did have a plan. Which meant Orion probably didn't have to do anything. Then he saw the cat girl with the sword appear suddenly and he jumped backwards in surprise, slightly behind Rayo as though he was a bunker. At first he agreed with Rayo that a cat girl with a sword seemed as likely to be the source of the ghost problem but the girl quickly asked if they were here for the ghosts too. Which meant she was probably here for the quest. Orion stepped out from behind Rayo sheepishly, trying to act as though he hadn't hid behind him.

"I think cats work a little different here." He whispered in return to Rayo, then to the cat he said, "I'm Orion and this is Rayo." His tail swished behind him nervously. "You're here for the... you know, quest right? If you are we could use a hand, or a sword, in this case. I'm sure there's enough rooms for the all of us. So what'ya say Ms...?" Orion's voice trailed off giving the cat-girl a chance to introduce herself. The more people they had the better. Where the heck had she gotten that sword from though? Did she buy or like, take if off somebody. Was it a magic sword? Cause that'd be cool if this ghost thing was real, which of course it probably wasn't, but you know just in case.

@Leaves@Damiann47

@Belwicket@VitaVitaAR@RoflsMazoy
Wannabe Hero Ranca Blom

Before she could get a response from the boy, however, Ranca once again felt something tugging at her. Well, not exactly tugging... The suddenness of it made her jump, especially since it was in a place where... To be quite frank, someone had just grabbed her boobs. After the initial shock wore off, she could feel her blood begin to boil. How... How could someone... And she didn't even know anyone from this place yet so it was just some stranger suddenly groping her like that!

"Wh-why... Why y-y-you..." Tears formed in her eyes as she clenched her fist so tight the knuckles turned pale, and in one swift movement she had turned around to face the winged girl who had touched her, pointing an accusatory finger at her. "...P-p-p-PERVERT!"

...And with that yell a bullet of energy erupted from her finger, careening straight into the winged girl's chest. Sure, it wasn't anything lethal or anything, but it would still feel like a punch. An angry punch, no less.

As Reyo woke up and her eyes opened slowly she felt the gentle brush Wimd and grass blowing against her body. The wind gave off a pleasant warmth, perfect for napping. The ground was especially soft considering it was dirt, then she noticed she had tails, six of them at that. That's when she realized she must be dreaming so she pinched herself. "Ouch" she said un expectedly as a little jungle came from the bells on her lose comono. "is this real?" She said in disbelief "it's amazing"

She stood up with a little jingle from her bells. Her tails slowly moving to the breeze. There was a little hill nearby with a tree at the top. As she began to climb the hill she was mystified by the sight of the other hills rolling across the land with doted houses, the wind making a leaves float and her hair blow to one side. Once she reached the top she caught sight of a grand tower unlike any she had ever seen before at the other center of the field "that's where I'm gonna go" she thought to herself petting one of her tails.

Then she felt a twitch on her head and caught the aroma of mixed flowers. She then realized the twitch was from her new fox ears to And she could smell really well too. "Looks like I gotta learn how to control my new body" she said looking over her shoulder and making her tails twist together left to right left to right. By then she figured out her tails were very sensitive to touch. "Well it looks like it's time to go" she said lightly as she walked down the hill to the new place she cought atop the hill. The journey was piece full the birds chirping and singing there songs.

As she grew close to what looked like an opening to a cave a little screen popped up in front of her path that read "activate dungeon quest. Yes. No." And since that's what she assumed the tower was she clicked yes and the screen disappeared with a shiver of light.

@Rin@VitaVitaAR@RoflsMazoy

Gabriella hit the wall with force and a grunt of pain before sliding to the ground. "That hurt." she groaned. She looked up at the girl she had groped with a sigh and a frown. "Cute and strong." She smiled a bit with a small giggle. "You'd be really fun in bed." She stood and leaned against the wall, a bit afraid to get close in case she, or someone else around, attacked. "So, what's your name, hun?" she giggled, risking a single step before leaning forward. She was obviously trying to show off her rather revealing cleavage, hoping the girl would be distracted. Her smile faltered for a second, remembering her chest wasn't as big as it had been previously, but returned fully with a tilt of her head.

In the back of her head, she was trying to decide whether she should stay and test her luck or run now. She was fast, especially with the addition of her wings, and could escape easily if needed, though wanted to, at least, learn the girl's name. She thought about offering her own name, not knowing if the girl really cared. The possibilities of what could go wrong pelted her mind, especially since she could end up in jail, or worse, though she hoped not.

"So, what's your name, cutie?" she asked, standing straight again as she took another step forward. "You can call me Gabby." There was a light blush on her cheeks as she giggled, one hand moving to begin twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. "I bet we'd have a lot of fun."

Of course, there wasn't much more that could be done. Mimori had hardly forgotten her police training simply because she had died and revived in a new world, and those skills almost instantly surfaced after she saw Ranca's attacker knocked backwards from the impact. As she arose and leaned forward, appearing to attempt to flirt in spite of how strongly she had been rebuffed, Mimori sprang into action. Doing this to some stranger you'd never met before...! In a flash, she had sprang behind the suspect, and pushed forward to force the girl down to the ground. Such an action would be... severely awkward and inappropriate for public action if it had been wanted, but it was obviously thoroughly unwanted here.

The former police officer grasped at the girl's hands to force them behind her after she was pushed to the ground, and hold them together behind her back as quickly as possible. Restraining her was the most important thing here, and Mimori found herself wishing that she had handcuffs, or rope, or anything she could use to stop the suspect's hands from moving about.

Regardless, she did her best.

"You're under arr-" Mimori paused for a moment, realizing she did not have the authority to say that, or to label the girl as a 'suspect' "... I'm taking you to the guards."

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"... Oh, look, there's another candy store we haven't been able to go in... and another... and another..."

They all looked fantastic, with all kinds of sweets that Miyu had never seen before. Therefore, she wanted all of them. Every single one. So what better way to ensure that they didn't miss a single shop then to point out every single one they passed by on their way to the dungeon? It was only natural, wasn't it? Of course it was. And of course, the pointed look she made to Takeyoshi every time she mentioned one was also totally necessary. After all, it wasn't as if he was the one who had stopped her from getting any candy... oh wait, it was. Even though he totally owed her candy. Miyu wasn't planning on going candiless, or letting that fact go until she got her candy. In fact, with each candiless day that passed, interest built. By now, Takeyoshi owed her several times more candy then he would have otherwise.

"... Today, it's grown by fifty percent~" she added, to clarify this fact. Like she had been every single day. Praise and candy were what she wanted. She'd gotten praise, so she just needed the candy. "You know, you're not much of a tengu~ Aren't you either supposed to have a big red nose, or be a girl who runs a newspaper?"

Miyu cocked her head to the side, leaning forward as she followed along behind the tengu boy, bearing a catlike smile on her lips as she did. Frankly, being either of those things might have made Takeyoshi more exciting. If he wasn't going to get her candy sometime soon, at least. Hmph.

"Fufu, it's..."

She trailed off for a moment as she realized just how enormous the tower was.

"... Well, there's not going to be any shortage of things to sell in there!" Miyu declared, stepping forward, before realizing that that Takeyoshi asked her about a light source.

"... Fufufu~" she chuckled, "Sure~ If you want it to explode! ... I'd want it to explode~"

It'd have been a bold-faced lie if Takeyoshi said that he didn't mind Miyu's constant reminders of candy. Every day, four or five times between meals, there would always be another mention of 'candy this, candy that,' no matter if he was learning complex sentence structure or some new words or skimming through the old wartime archives of some long-forgotten battle. Candy, candy, candy...

"Well, we're never going to get any candy in the first place if we don't have any money, so... Y'know... That's kinda important, too. Unless you want to work at a store for candy instead of money, in which case be my guest. We can both live perfectly boring lives in this magical world and all that," he responded snarkily as he tried desperately to ignore the smell of Asian cuisine in the air.
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God damn, this made him miss home. His mom loved to cook, and those meals were always great. How was his family doing without him, anyways...?

Almost walking into a particularly large person with the head of a bear (actually, it looked to be a bipedal bear, all things considered), Takeyoshi forced himself out of his reminiscing to follow up on Miyu's second comment--the one about his not being very tengu-like. Well, though he couldn't exactly deny the fact that his face wasn't anywhere near as red or his nose as long as the traditional tengu's were...

"And don't go poking fun at my face when you're still waddling about in that oversized overcoat. At least my stuff fits me. Regardless of that fact, I don't have the usual wind-fan-thing that I can't remember the name of right now, so it's not like I could pass myself off as one even if I wanted to."

He did have the geta, though, at the very least; probably the most inconvenient part about his outfit, but... Well, it wasn't impossible to deal with. Being able to stir up winds, though? It'd at least be better than running around and calling orders from the back while trying to dig up treasures.
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That sounded like some sort of premise for a game, but it was probably too irrelevant at this phase in his life anyhow.

"Oh, and let's not, please. every coin lost because of your carelessness is coming out of your candy paycheck, you know," he finished as the two neared the entrance of the dungeon. The fact that a bunch of buildings were floating in the air like that... In retrospect, the idea was kind of jarring, but it didn't seem too farr off from some of the more fantastical things that his brother had played. Miyu, though... She didn't have a fear of heights, right?

"Okay, uh... Well, might as well check the place out, right? Hope there isn't anything like... What was it called again? Procedural generation or whatever? Yeah, that'd suck. Maps would be worthless, after all."

Lightly coughing to the side, Takeyoshi took a deep breath and calmed himself as much as possible before staring at the dais in front of them--or, rather, the stairs that led up to it. This felt quite ominous, but... It had to be done, right?

Step by step, Takeyoshi climbed to the top of the dais and waited for Miyu to follow suit.

"O...kay...?" He said.

A lot of things had happened just now and he wasn't really sure what to do again. The situation seemed to have been taken care of... sort of anyway so there wasn't really anything else he could do. It felt like it wouldn't have made a difference whether he was there or not which kind of made him feel... weary. But since he was here, he may as well do something.

"Are you... alright?" He asked Ranca.
@Rin@VitaVitaAR@Belwicket

Rayo pulled Orion back a little after he was finished talking. The luchador's dreams were completely shattered when he began imagining the house in couple of years. Dragon Rayo's nose heated up once the smell of fish started clouding his mind. He dreamt of his furniture being ruined by claw marks and fur. There will be "accidents" all over his kitchen and not to mention the litter box will be over-flowing. This will not be his ideal place of a bachelor pad anymore.

"No el gato,"he muttered under his breath. He proceeded to beat his chest and unleash a heavy cough. "I'm sorry. I really have to head to the restroom. I will be right back." Rayo smiled at Orion and then at the cat hybrid. He proceeded walking casually toward a different room. "Actually, it's an emergency."

The luchador picked up speed and began sprinting out into a random hallway. He knew he needed to vanquish the ghost to rightfully claim this place. There was no way he could go standing like pescado all day. While sprinting, he punched his fists together and unlocked his electricity power. @Eklispe@Damiann47

The Exorcist

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Sonia tilted her head in confusion as the wrestler ran off babbling something about needing to pee, what the hell was he trying to do? Although she was actually impressed by his show of power as the electrical sparks sprang from his fists. Maybe he'll be fine running into a ghost infested building despite how stupid and weird he seemed. The catgirl sighed and pointed a thumb towards where he ran. "What's his problem? And uh, if you don't mind me asking... but is he alright in the head?"

Sonia then shook her head. "Na, never mind just forget it, let the guy do his own thing I guess." She yet again cleared her throat then held out a hand and smiled. "Anyway call me Sonia, and sure I'd like to work together, honestly I got no idea how to chase away ghosts so a little help is welcomed." The catgirl was unsure if she should really trust these people, of course she still hasn't forgotten what happened with her previous group and how the quickly abandoned her. Suppose she was willing to give people another try, it can possibly work out this time, right?

@Leaves@Eklispe

@RoflsMazoy@VitaVitaAR@Rin

Once Gabby was pinned to the ground, she frowned. "You're pretty strong too." she smiled. Then she heard her speak. "You were a cop." The statement was so bland and sudden, as if she didn't care. "Strong, fast, agile. A great ally for any adventure. However, still no match for this."

She straightened her wings, hoping to push the girl off her, as she pulled her wrists apart. With her hands free, she pushed up in an attempt to get the girl off her before twisting her body, hoping to throw the girl to the ground.

If she was successful, she would run out the door and take a flight up to the roof across the street. From there, she would watch the door to see if they followed.

If she failed, she would lay still and frown. "Let me go. Taking me to the guards is a waste of your time. Shouldn't you be getting a quest and earning some money?" She would wait for them to either release her, allowing her to fly away, or begin leading her to the guards.

If they still decided to lead her to the guards after that, she would spread her wings again and take flight. She'd land on the roof across the street and look down at them before sticking out her tongue in a very childish manner before flying south.

If there was something preventing her escape then, she would have no choice but to let them lead her to the guards.

The Rhythm of Yazai

Neck Deep in S***
Participants: Giovanni


The Exorcist
Participants: Sonia, Orion, Dragon Rayo



Qaizan Dungeon
Participants: Miyu, Takeyoshi

@Belwicket@VitaVitaAR@RoflsMazoy
Wannabe Hero Ranca Blom

Well, Taka seemed to know what she was doing, and so Ranca lowered her finger and took a few steps back from that... That random pervert. Why did she even do that? This world might be different, but there's no way that doing that to a stranger was something that was acceptable! It took Ranca a moment to notice that the boy had spoken to her... Not wanting to freak the kid out, she put on a smile and gave him a thumbs up.

"I'm fine, kid, I just... Just got a little surprised is all!"

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Vanni frowned as he waited quietly. As he leaned against the warehouse, he had seen some boys fighting it out in the streets. He stopped them but he knew they would do it again. His dreadlocks swayed in the wind, eyes unblinking as he stared at the large, wooden doors. Such youth had no place fighting in a gang but this wasn't Earth. This wasn't some moral utopia of rainbows and unicorns. This was some bullshit afterlife that replaced heaven or hell. He was never going to see his loved ones, see how his child grow up, watch as his wife got even more beautiful after every single day. No. Instead he was in the streets, as a fuckin' fantasy creature, doing quests.

'It isn't fucking fair!' He was the one chosen to do menial work. He was the one chosen to die in some fantasy battle somewhere or bleed out in a quest. He was chosen to be a monster, chosen to leave his family and everything he knew. He was never going to see his uncle again, as he told him a story about his drinking adventures. He was never going to see his mother again, as she greeted him with a crushing hug after a year of not seeing her. He was never going to see Sophia again, as she held him tight in her arms, breathing softly against his chest. He was told to leave that all behind to help some other shit world.

Emotions ran wild after his life vanished before him, the weight of his situation had just hit him. Over the past four days, he had worried about food and water, to find shelter among the looming towers of Yazai. He had worried too much about his own insatiable hunger, his thirst for a sweet nectar his lips had never touched, to bite the neck of some beast or even a man. To sink his teeth into flesh. And now that his hunger has been satisfied, he had time to think. And he hated thinking.

He felt this ripping in his chest, the painful, constant arousal and the butterflies he felt as he thought about Sophia. How she smiled at him as she walked down the aisle, her flowing white gown giving her an ethereal beauty. How her breath felt against his chest as their bodies melted together. How she kissed him everyday, one before work and one after and how it still meant something after three years of marriage. The constant throb of a headache mixed in with the absolutely painful, straining erection added to the emotional pain that he felt as he thought about the life he left behind made him angry. Angry at how unfair it is. Angry at how he was chosen.

"Dis is sum fuckin' bullshit right here." He muttered quietly, arms crossed against his chest, golden aura flaming around him. As he mourned about the loss of his life, his ears twitched as he heard the sound of footsteps coming from the inside of the warehouse. He stepped away from the wall and stood across the door. He heard a timid, youthful voice filled with fake bravado speak up. "Who are you?"

He frowned again but kept his thoughts to himself. Another youth? He flexed his fingers, joints cracking. How should he respond? Introduce himself and say why he was here? He thought about it for a full thirty seconds before readying himself. He was to go the friendly route. There was no point in enacting hostility. But even still, he began singing Buffalo Soldier by Bob Marley, using his layering voice so it could only be heard if someone was too listen carefully enough. His aura flickered, finger tingled but nothing major yet. He introduced himself "I'm Vanni, an adventurer and came ta help ya mon. Heard dat ya havin' sum trouble with da bigger gangs mon."

He wasn't sure if he should help these upstarts. Maybe he should just kill them all and take their leader's head to the highest bidder. They weren't even real. Just some NPC's in some bullshit afterlife. This was not Earth. It was a game some omnipotent God made to screw with him. Still, he hesitated. As he waited for a response, he wondered where the thought of killing children came from. It was frightening.

Where that comment about a cop had come from, Mimori had no idea. It was true, but how would anyone guess that here? Well, it's not like she had any problem. She had nothing but pride in her profession before coming here. However, the wings took her off-guard, but she refused to let go regardless. Unfortunately, her grip slipped, and she stumbled back, catching herself. One hand flew to her sword. She wouldn't use it, but she could threaten the suspect into stopping and allowing herself to be apprehended. However, the winged woman had already taken off and ascended into the air before she could stop her.

"... Damn it," Mimori said to herself, narrowing her eyes. It wasn't as if taste in genders mattered to her, but coming up out of no where and sexually harrassing someone absolutely did.

She turned to face Ranca.

"Are you alright?"

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Miyu was a little surprised when the light suddenly engulfed them, letting out a small squeak of shock and shutting her eyes quickly... until they suddenly appeared in an angular room. Miyu opened her eyes when she realized the light had faded, and shook her head. Well... this was... different. It looked like there were three passageways... one with a sad face, one with a neutral face, and one with a super-creepy happy face. Miyu blinked. Well it was pretty obvious they had to pick one...

... Happy face seemed creepy. Really creepy. That could be misdirection, but Miyu doubted it... the sad face could be misdirection as well, but it looked kind of foreboding. What would make them sad down there? As a result, only one face looked appropriate.

The middle ground!

With a confident smile, the tiny blonde strode forward, towards the pokerface corridor as she headed right through.

"Here!"

The momentary flash of light felt par for the course for Takeyoshi; there had been no doors here, after all, so something like this made more than enough sense. Teleportation magic, though... That was something he'd have to look into later. Assuming it wasn't archaic magic or something that required absurd amounts of time and/or energy, it might be worthwhile to dig deeper into in the near future.

The three doors, each with a mask above them, led Takeyoshi back to thinking again. The possibility that the masks meant something straightforward were equally as likely as a trick, so both the happy and sad masks were risky. They reminded him of opera masks, in a way, and those overexaggerated features sent shivers down his spine. At the same time though, the mask with no emotion could have been just as bad, if not worse, than what was down either path. Maybe...

"...Ah? Hey, wait, what!?"

Takeyoshi broke out of his trance-like state almost instantly as Miyu began running down the path he had just been wondering about. Oh, for the love of-

"O-oi! Wait up!" he cried out, taking chase after the girl. "At least make sure that I'm not lost in my thoughts before you dash ahead like that!"