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[misconstrues]

S-such a bright light, could I possibly be.. in a castle? A castle..

[ Oh, there is some mild spazzing. She knew the bright light meant doom! ]

Eh?! No, no, no! There aren't any castles like this in Tokyo, Mayaya-san would have known and, by default, I would also! Am I dreaming again? I don't remember falling asleep, but there isn't another explanation for being displaced so suddenly!

Ah, my heart is beating so quickly.. [ Sob. Sob. Sooob. Oh, wait. ]

A book? There's writing..

[ Another surprised shout, as the journal is flung across the room against a wall and Tsukimi herself dives rather unceremoniously over the couch in the lobby to put distance between her and it. Eventually, she peers over the back of the couch and squints at the area she believes the book to be. ]

W-w-what is this..

[ ooc Shenanigans in the lobby, should anyone be lurking about. Or over the journal. ]

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[beforeandafter]

[There is a young gentleman, dressed like a young lady, watching the girl having a small fit in front of him in the lobby. When she seems to have settled down somewhat, he approaches her couch hiding place, head tilted.]

Tossing your journal away doesn't get you any closer to Tokyo--believe me.

[misconstrues]

But it isn't..

[ The voice is what surprises her most but his identity is confirmed when she straightens up and turns. She has never been so happy to see him before but his attire throws her for a loop; shouldn't he be wearing the dress they created?

Her surprised expression turns relieved rather quickly, however. ]

Kuranosuke-san! We should hurry back, shouldn't we? E-even if I would rather not have to be in front of so many people..

Dictated

[cyan_maid]

A-Are you okay??

[This person definitely HAS to be new. It's always the new people who freak out the most, and who need help the most!]

( dictated forever )

[misconstrues]

I-i-it's talking to me..

[ Her voice is distant, but she's close enough now that she can be heard. ]

A demon? I don't have any talismans!

[cyan_maid]

A demon - Oh goodness, no! I'm a girl, just like you! I'm just talking to you through the journal!

[Wow that doesn't sound weird at all, does it.]

[beforeandafter]

What's that? Have we met before?

[The question is an innocent one, and Kuranosuke isn't aware at all of the gravity behind his words. Still, he can't help but feel sorry for this girl; he was in a similar situation (although much less panicked about it) not too long ago at all.]

[misconstrues]

That's true, a demon surely wouldn't do something as silly as talk to me so pleasantly through a book..

[ Weird is her language. Still a little hesitant, she walks over and fumbles around for the book before snatching it up. At times, her voice is muffled as she turns it over in her hands a few times. ]

Is this a new kind of phone? It's old-fashioned.

[misconstrues]

[ The look on her face can be likened to that of someone who has just lost something, or in this case someone, very important. After several false starts, she takes a step back and begins to laugh nervously. It's clearly forced, she's never been the type who could hide what she felt. ]

What are you talking about? Is this a joke?

[cyan_maid]

It's not a phone at all. It is just a very strange journal.

You must be new here! My name is Jane. What's yours?

[misconstrues]

Kurashita! .. Ah, but Tsukimi is my given name.

[ Jane probably wasn't going for a surname, right? Right. There's a lingering pause, then: ]

Do you know where "here" is, Jane-san? Are we still in Tokyo? [ She's got a hunch, but there's nothing wrong with hoping. With what she says next, she doesn't sound excited. Truth be told, a secluded castle is somewhere she would much rather be. Just the thought of having to go on stage in front of a slew of strangers is enough to make her stomach hurt. ] If I don't get back to the fashion show..

dictated;

[heloise]

I have heard of Tokyo.

[ Never mind the panicking newbie, the city interests her more. ]

( dictated forever ღ )

[misconstrues]

[ At least she has priorities! Due to talking to Jane, she doesn't try to throw the book away this time -- enough though she's still weirded out by it. She already knows the answer to this, at least deep down, so she doesn't sound particularly confident.

Is that.. a foreign accent? She's straining a bit to try and place it. ]

You wouldn't happen to know how to get back to Tokyo, would you?

foreveeeeeeeeer

[heloise]

[ How does Lucrezia sound? Possibly European, not quite Italian. ]

I should like to visit if I could.

[misconstrues]

I don't know if that's possible right now..

[ There's a sharp noise as Tsukimi, having just figured it out, balls up a fist and bumps it against her palm. Eureka! ]

European?

[heloise]

[ No, it probably isn't, but when has that ever stopped her from dreaming? ]

Italian.

I am afraid you will have to make do with a castle instead of that tower of steel for the while.

[misconstrues]

What is Italy like?

[ Castles? Most pathetic noise ever. Could it get any worse? Yes, yes it could. ]

Ah, I thought that you were going to say that.. [ Suddenly, the sound of a pencil to paper! When things are looking blue, clearly drawing jellyfish is the answer. Lucrezia, enjoy the view as she sketches something onto the journal page. As their conversation continues, the sketch will become more and more detailed. Yeeeah, she still hasn't picked up on the fact that other people can see it. ]

[heloise]

[ She draws a breath as if to keep all the unpleasant words from escaping. Malignant, mercurial, hostile, depraved. ]

There are Italian states, not yet Italy, which I heard will become the case.

[ Because geography may be the safer route to go. ]</>

Is that a... mushroom?

[misconstrues]

[ She's got a sneaking suspicion that this person doesn't want to talk about it. So! Let her cheer you up, Lulu. ]

Would you.. like to know anything more? About Tokyo?

[ Oh, now you've done it. Suddenly, she's speaking with a confidence she has yet to display throughout their conversation. At least she can't see her trying to readjust glasses that aren't there. ]

Correction! Chrysaora fuscescens, Class Scyphozoa. They reside primarily within the East Pacific Ocean.

You can tell that they are sea nettles because their bell is very distinctive; it is reddish brown in color and can grow quite large in the wild. Approximately three feet in diameter, though their arms and tentacles can trail behind them up to 4.6 meters. They are a popular choice for aquarium displays because of their bright coloring and the fact that they are much easier to maintain than other jellyfish. If cared for properly, they can thrive quite well in captivity.

[heloise]

[ Lucrezia was troubled by trying to describe the constant wars in Italy before, but now... she isn't sure what she is troubled by, exactly. She even has an inkling that asking the wrong question about this Chrysaora would be disastrous. ]

Do you mean... that is a kind of fish? [ But what fish has arms? ]

[misconstrues]

They.. live.. in the ocean? But some can even live in freshwater!

[ She is trying to hard to ensure this makes sense, but she wouldn't be herself if it didn't lead into another geeky tangent. She's managed to be brief this time, at least, though she is certain more questions will follow. She is happy to give her answers, however! ]

To be precise, they are free-swimming marine mammals! There are as many different jellyfish as there are fish! Some are smaller, others are larger.. but they're all very beautiful to look at!

[heloise]

Jellyfish...

[ That is an adorable name indeed. Perhaps the girl is a taxonomist, some kind of collector. She can be kind if she puts her mind to it. ]

I doubt I have ever seen them. Will you show me?

[misconstrues]

Eh? You would really want to see them?

[ S-someone who is enthusiastic about them? Is this heaven? Maybe she really did die back home. No, Tsukimi, the bright light was lighting up the stage. Excitedly: ]

O-of course!

[heloise]

You would not mind?

[misconstrues]

No, not at all! No one has ever really asked me to show them before..

[heloise]

[ She chuckles. ]

Is everyone in Tokyo so blessed to have all seen this jellyfish?