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[beforeandafter]

[Kuranosuke is not a happy new castle resident. He's sharp, and has put together fairly quickly that the "talking book" he found nearby is some sort of means of communication, but other than that, he's still working on piecing things together.

He's also running frantically down the halls (despite being in high heels and a skirt--hey, he wouldn't consider himself worth his salt as a crossdresser if he couldn't manage that) and flinging open doors at random, asking roughly the same question of each new room, even as he shouts it repeatedly into the journal.]

Which way to the fashion show??

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[silentrunning]

[So. Just his luck. He flings open Chell's door...just as she was about to open it from the other side and walk out.

She lets out a surprised yelp and leaps backward before the ... girl???? 's question registers... But thankfully she's got her journal in-hand...]

Fashion show????????

[She scrawls that into the journal, and stares up at the person in front of her in utter confusion.]

[beforeandafter]

[It hasn't quite registered for Kuranosuke just yet that Chell is writing in the journal so it will appear in his own "magic book"--so he leans over her shoulder to read what she's written. What is personal space?]

Oh! Yes! I have to get to it, you see. It's very important. If I don't win, I won't be able to help the girls at all!

[silentrunning]

[She doesn't back away exactly, but she does wince juuust a teeeeeny bit. After all, strange girl leaning over her shoulder? Yeah that's not normal... But the girl's not made any attempt to attack sooo she supposes she's safe. But what is said makes her curious...]

The girls?

[she writes in her journal again]

Who are the girls?

[beforeandafter]

[Have some more over-the-shoulder peering.]

Oh! The girls who live in Amamizukan, of course. My friends. They need me to win the prize money! So, you see, I'm in a big hurry...

[losemycherry]

Fashion show? I didn't hear about any fashion show! Do you know when it's supposed to happen? How do I sign up?

[beforeandafter]

It's being put on by the top modeling and fashion magazines! There's a huge prize--maybe it's not too late for you to join last minute!

[The concept of being in another world has yet to be introduced to him.]

[losemycherry]

That sounds like fun. But I haven't seen any flyers for it or anything. Where do I go to sign up?

[beforeandafter]

Flyers? Oh, no no. It was advertised in the magazines and their websites, of course! I think there were some billboards in the Harajuku area, too... actually, if you come with me, maybe you can sign up on-site!

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[cyan_maid]

[Don't you know that it's rude to burst in on a lady who's had to sleep in a movie theater for a week? There's a tired groan from a lump in the room's bed.]

Hasn't anyone ever taught you to knock...?

Action, onward!

[beforeandafter]

What--?

[Oh. There's someone sleeping in here.]

Oops! Sorry! Wrong room!

[But he isn't going anywhere. Instead, he's admiring the decor.]

[cyan_maid]

[There's not much to admire, unless you like turquoise with red accents. After a moment, Jane sits up to stare at you blearily.]

You're still here...?

[beforeandafter]

[He's always fond of checking out new decorative ideas. Even if they're... a little unique!]

Just taking in your color choices!

[He waves a hand around the room to signify what he's referring to.]

[antimafia]

[He looks up in surprise as his door is thrown open, distracted from whatever he was about to write in the journal.]

Oh, is there a fashion show? That would liven things up around here.

[beforeandafter]

You haven't heard about it? It's huge news. You must be living under a rock.

[Or in an alternate reality, but who's counting?

He's completely unfazed by finding some stranger sitting in a room that, up until a moment ago, he'd been fairly sure housed a backstage area. Or a runway.]

[antimafia]

[He laughs.]

Something like that! But rather than that, I think you might not be where you're supposed to be.

[beforeandafter]

That's obviously true.

[He huffs and rolls his eyes.]

Now, if you'll just give me directions, I'll be gladly on my way!

[mal_addict]

[Maladict is sipping her coffee when this...crazy person barges in]

Excuse you. This isn't your room.

[beforeandafter]

Excuse me, indeed!

[Kuranosuke quirks an eyebrow.]

There are more polite ways to tell someone they've made a mistake, you know!

[mal_addict]

There are also more polite ways to invade a person's bedroom.

Such as knocking.

Or not entering at all.

[wishmadeinfire]

<sub>[ Ashura has never had the indignity of someone merely thrusting open a door and shouting at him. Felix did not count in that matter within the privacy of their rooms, but the main door? No. And certainly not in his own world, unless the emergency was so dire that all manners must be forgotten in the name of continuing to draw breath.

So he is more than a little surprised when his door is thrown open and he sees what appears to be a lovely young lady in the door way, who then proceeds to shout at him. A perfectly manicured black brow arches up over golden eyes, heading cocking slightly and making dark, ink black hair slide sideways and the jewels in his ears sparkle.]</sub>

I beg your pardon?

[beforeandafter]

[To Kuranosuke, being unable to find this terribly important fashion show is enough to warrant forgetting all other matters. This is horror!]

The show! I'm going to miss it, and I have to be there! I need to win the prize money!

[However, the person speaking to him has a certain flair that, just for a few seconds, distracts him from his life-or-death matter. His eyes go wide.]

Ooh, what kind of earrings are those?

[wishmadeinfire]

_{[ This is, perhaps, one of Ashura's stranger encounters and that might be saying something considering where they were. Both eyebrows went up and then drew down in confusion. ]}

My earrings? They are... earrings. Jade and gold.

_{[ At his throat was a golden torque with a perfectly spherical ruby, and on his finger was a gold and ruby ring carved to resemble a phoenix. His robes were somewhere between Chinese and Indian in style, today a jade color to match his earrings, almost minty in coloring, threaded with gold and a bit of black, the pattern a welcome and homage to spring.]}

[therealrisette]

[After spending all of last week locked in a theater, Rise's spent the entire weekend just recovering and enjoying all the things she missed. Like a comfy bed, and bathing...

So she's just in her room, dressed in some comfy but cute pajamas, and relaxing with her journal when some strange woman just barges in...!]

Wait... what?

[Rise would actually kind of wish there were a fashion show going on, but she's pretty sure this person is new. She looks like she could be a fashion model, though! You don't normally see clothes like that out on the street, or even in Rise's own modeling work...

It takes her a moment, but she manages to shake off her stunned daze.]

Sorry! I wasn't expecting company. You said you're on your way to a fashion show?

[She'll ignore the fact that this person just came into her room uninvited. Rise's not exactly the most private person in the castle...]

[beforeandafter]

Oh--! I'm sorry!

[He bows, then puts on a big, bold smile.]

Must've taken a wrong turn! I'm trying to get to the fashion show. I'm needed for modeling!

[therealrisette]

Yeah, I can tell...

[Well, that confirms it! She's definitely a model. She's certainly got the figure for it! And it's actually kind of neat meeting another model here in the castle - even if Rise's own work is more magazines and idol photobooks as opposed to high fashion. But there's also the fact that this woman doesn't seem to know she's in a magic castle...]

... Don't you think it's a little weird that you, um... got lost like this?

[Don't mind Rise's confusion, she's just not used to people showing up in the castle and not immediately freaking out...]