[h2][color=ed145b]Tomomi Katayama[/color][/h2]

Tomomi was kind of surprised by the pain. It hurt, but also... Didn't? That was weird, but she guessed she'd signed up for weird. Some kinda adventure or whatever, right? Despite that, when the guy pressed his finger to her skull, she couldn't help but grit her teeth. Why was he even poking her anyway? [color=ed145b]"Can you st-"[/color]

She'd started to protest when something seemed to spike through her, causing her voice to be cut off. It wasn't the type of pain that made you shriek, but it stole the wind from her lungs and she went pale. It felt wrong, oh so wrong. Was she supposed to run, to push him away, to just sit there and take it? Her hands clenched into fists. She wasn't going to show weakness in front of these guys, dammit! It was taking a lot of effort for her to stay quiet while this painful 'wrongness' seemed to fill every part of her being.

And then as quickly as it started, it stopped, with a feeling as though something had cracked inside her soul. Like something had been released. She felt strong, stronger than she had been before. Like she could take on anything in the world! At least, until the Ring Master backed off again, leaving her feeling somewhat normal again - although there was a sense that something had changed. [color=ed145b]"A little warning coulda been nice..."[/color] she muttered, but grinned at the Ring Master to show that she was kidding. Her choice, her responsibility. [color=ed145b]"It's cool. Lemme guess, there's some reason you had to do that anyway. I just have to pick a card now, don't I?"[/color]

She looked at the cards, shutting her eyes and waving her finger above the table before placing it down on a random one. Seemed like as good a selection method as any, if you asked her. [color=ed145b]"I'm picking this one. That alright?"[/color]