[[Rue honestly hadnt known what to think when she woke up in a tree to a ransacked Ginkan, but has quickly gotten her barings and is currently rummeging through the mess made in the sewing shop, clad in her exorcist gear. she's no where near brave enough to venture up to the appartment just yet, her first priority was to locate her roomate,which she had had no such luck of so far, and so she settled for salvaging whatever she could from the shop]]
"I know it has to be here, it just has to....."
[[she eventually uncovers a trunk that was hidden under a mound of thrown fabric]]
ah ha!" [with a cry of success rue opens the trunk, sifting through the fabric inside to uncover her winged roomates sword]
Well Ahiru would have a fit if i let you fly away so.... [rue takes a strip of torn fabric from the floor and fasions a makeshift scabbard for the blade before securing it to her belt]
No to find Ahiru [and with that, she takes of into the streets frantically searching for her little winged friend]
[[ooc: D-gray rue woke up! come and bug her!]
[[ooc: Be prepared for crack and lolz. Because this muse was intended for it.]]
[[A Rue in a pink dress holding a lacy pink parasol is daintily promenading around town. She doesn't appear to have a care in the world.
Well, except...]]
Now, where did the Mushroom Castle go? I thought it was just over there a moment ago...
Ahiru wanders the town seemingly in a daze, at first glance it doesnt seem as if she even notices the toen in dissaray around her. the last thing she could remember was falling asleep in her newley made house after giving her golden winged other self a tour. this also means that she's still garbed in what shed fallen asleep in. a loose white tank top that does nothing to hide her pale blue-white wings, and a pair of blue polka-dotted shorty shorts. on her feet are a pair of ducky slippers. her ever present gadget belt still hanging around her waist
she wanders around looking from side to side completly out of it. what the hell went on here? whats up with the town? whys everything a mess? was her other self okay?
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drained
[Mytho is... He doesn't know what he is. He could put names to the feelings he had experienced in the past year, alone and confused in this strange place as he tried (and often failed) to properly care for himself. Lonely, afraid. He could put names to those, assign them labels. Not so with this new one, which had come about so strongly only through the sudden alleviation of his loneliness and fear.
It is a good feeling, though, and as he strolls through the town with shoes to protect his feet, and warm clothes, he is thankful for it.]
[His run-in why Siegfried has meant a full week of seclusion from the rest of the town in which he's recuperated and monitored himself. The vapire's bit had never done anything but burn before, and to have experiences it doing... more or less the opposite, was cause for concern.
When he leaves his base this time, he's outfitted better, his supplies at hand and a crucifix worn close to his neck. He's looking for the bloodsucking double of his sister, but anyone else he can sway to the cause of capturing Siegfried will do.]
[There is a new Rue here today, dress in a strange flowing black jumpsuit, her hair pulled up into an efficient ponytail. She appears to be deep in thought, surveying her surroundings with a fascination like no other. In fact, she is so absorbed, that she has not blinked once the entire time she's been here.]
Note number twenty-five: The houses are constructed of brick, with red roofs. The streets are paved with stone. It is... like a town described in a fairy-tale.
[It is a fine moonlit night here in Ginkan Town, and this Rue is taking advantage of that. How? Why, she's bathing in the fountain of course! Yes, ignoring the chill in the air, and the likely unpleasant temperature of the water, she is lounging in the pool of the fountain, wearing nothing but her white chemise.
If one looks closely, they can see a little steam rising from her skin.]
[ It's a sensation not unlike suddenly being turned right-side-out.
Asma awakens curled against the base of the fountain. For a moment it's there she remains; then she slowly sits up, curling her mending arm to her chest. She takes in the remains of the wrecked town, making no note of the way things seem to be fixing themselves as soon as she turns away.
Things seem different from when she woke up here last. But they seem to be the same.
Has she woken up in another world again?
Asma prefers not to answer that thorny question, instead getting clumsily to her feet and making her halting way across the square. ]
{ ooc: HELLO, MY LITTLE CHEESESPREADS! I AM GLAD TO SEE WE ARE IN BUSINESS AGAIN! \o/ }