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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.]

[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?

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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...?

[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.

[mal_addict]

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

Excuse you. This isn't your room.

[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]

[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!

[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.]

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.]

[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.]

[beforeandafter]

Excuse me, indeed!

[Kuranosuke quirks an eyebrow.]

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

[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?

[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...?

[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.]}

[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.]

[cyan_maid]

My...color choices?

[Now you've got her looking around her room.]

[beforeandafter]

They're bold! They're different from what I normally see in interior design--what was your inspiration?

[beforeandafter]

[And Kuranosuke thinks he's positively gorgeous--in a platonic way, of course. He claps his hands once and gives a little jump.]

Well of course they are! But what brand are they? Where did you get them?

[cyan_maid]

Um...well, I like these colors. The blue is my favorite shade, and the red is sort of a family thing.

...Who are you, exactly?

[beforeandafter]

Kuranosuke!

[He nods his head in a semi-bow of greeting.]

I'm supposed to be modeling for the fashion show, but I can't seem to find it... could've sworn I was just outside the building a little while ago!

[cyan_maid]

Kuranosuke...okay, then.

[She perks up a little bit.] Oh, dear! Really? Gosh, I'm sorry...you must be new here. Wherever that fashion show is, you're not anywhere near it now. You're in a castle called Paradisa.

[beforeandafter]

[He waves his hand dismissively.]

No need to try to play tricks on me. I know there aren't any castles in the middle of Tokyo.

[cyan_maid]

But it's true!

[Wow, you actually have Jane getting out of bed for this.]

I know it's hard to believe, but it is absolutely true. Have you taken a hard enough look at this place? You're definitely not in Tokyo anymore.

[wishmadeinfire]

Brand? What do you mean? Why would jewels bear a brand? And I wished them up, of course, based of designs from mine own world.

[antimafia]

[He laughs.]

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