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[envyspites]

I - [action, morning, 1125 Taylor]

[It was very, very odd. What does waking up feel like to a person who thought they were dead? They'd think it was some sort of afterlife, right? In Mion's case, yes. Color her the most confused when she opened her eyes to see sunlight. 

Sunlight, no. The last time she'd closed her eyes, it had been the dead of night. They were getting picked off one by one, death by horrible death, by...who was killing them? Who had done it? For the life of her, she couldn't remember. It was someone she knew, someone all of them knew, someone so familiar it the shock of learning it hit her harder than actually getting shot.

It was.

Her? Takano?]

The...hell...?

[So Mion sits up in bed, and rubs her eyes. She peers out the window beside her. 

and things got even more confusing. A white house with a clean picket fence? Fresh-cut grass and leaves falling off of autumnal trees? It looked like some kind of place from a child's storybook, not anything like she town she'd grown up in. This frankly all seemed like a type of karmic purgatory to her. Was she really dead, though? She pinched herself and the pain sensation seemed real enough.

In a panic only someone like Mion could muster, she immediately scrambled out of her door, down the stairs, and into the kitchen. If a housemate chooses to come and investigate the sudden racket, they will see one (1) Mion, sitting at the kitchen table with a pot of coffee boiling, singing something very odd and looking a little dazed.] Swing loooow, sweet chaaaaariot...

II - [phone - evening]

Uh. Hi. Guess I'm not dead afterall. Which is good. But it'd also be kinda cool to consciously see the afterlife. [A pause.] Is anyone from Hinamizawa here? I have some friends I'd like to get into contact with. As soon as possible. I need to make sure they're not all dead, too.

III - [highschool, afternoon, Wednesday]

[Your class. That day. SUDDENLY PAPER AIRPLANE COLLIDING WITH YOUR HEAD. There's a dry giggle from behind, the owner of the paper plane clearly very amused with herself. What do?]

Comments

[envyspites]

What are you talking about...? Shion's my sister...Shion Sonozaki.

Is she here? Did she have something to do with this?

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I said not!sister. This stupid place has put you in this house and the drones - the soulless people - are going to tell you that you and me are sisters. And the asshole alien that also lives here is your father, ze.

It doesn't matter that you have a real family. hey took us away from all that and trapped us here.

[envyspites]

[A scowl forms across her face.]

Are you damn serious? [Part of her can't believe it; part of her still thinks she's dead, after all. But another part of her does: what other explanations are there?]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Yes, I am. Now where's [yaaaawn] the damn tea?

[envyspites]

[She slides the full cup over to Marisa, but doesn't sit down.]

So what are we supposed to do? Just sit here and pretend to be a happy family with some strangers?

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

That's what they want us to do, ze. [She sits up and take her tea, sipping it.] But they say they want us to be happy families, but then they go and mess with us. Do crap that's horrible. And then it goes back to this false happiness crap.

[envyspites]

Damn...screwed up crap... [And insert a few more choice curse words under her breath while she makes tea for herself this time.]

Has anyone tried to get out?

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Yup. Town just loops back around when you try to leave.

[envyspites]

What about flying up? Or digging?

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that doesn't work, ze.

[envyspites]

Goddammit! [In a bit of rage, she slams the teacup down on the countertop, causing the tea inside to slosh around and spill out on her hand.]

Great. [She sets the cup aside, and sticks her hand under water from the sink.] So, there's basically nothing we can do.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Survive, ze. Take care of our own. All that stuff.

...you got a name, fake-sister of mine?

[envyspites]

[Wrapping her slightly-singed hand up in a towel, she winces.]

Mion. Mion Sonozaki.

And who're you?

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Marisa Kirisame. [sip]

...you make weak tea.

[envyspites]

Gee, thanks.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I like it a lot stronger, ze.

[Marisa swirls the cup around, staring into it for a moment.]

Oh, I'm a witch, ze. Magic and all that. Just so you know so you aren't all freaked out when you see me using it.

[envyspites]

Then make your own tea.

Magic? [A pause.] I think I've seen stranger.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Eh... Tomorrow.

[Yaaaaaaaawn] Yeah, I can fly and shoot lasers and stuff. You got any special powers? Cause if you do, the people who run this place have stolen them and will slowly give them back to you after you've suffered here for a while.

[envyspites]

[That gets a sarcastic snort out of her.]

Not really. I'm pretty normal. Unless you wanna count the oni blood. [She pauses.] That mean they took my gun?

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

You've got oni blood? [Marisa squints a little.] You don't look like you're part oni. Unless you're supposed to have horns, ze.

And yeah, they took your gun. And clothes and anything else that was yours.

[envyspites]

It's just a legend in our town. That oni mated with our ancestors when our village was first settled, thousands of years ago. If it is true, I think it'd make sense why we don't have horns...

Dammit. How often do we get stuff back?

I can't wait for the day Mion realizes her tattoo is gone.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Oh. I guess the blood would dilute enough that you wouldn't have horns after a thousand years. Can you hold your booze like one? I need a new drinking partner anyways...

Oh, they mail us our stuff back after they do something horrible to us.

best shitstorm <3

[envyspites]

Of course I can hold my booze, jeez. [That gets a smirk out of her.] I ain't an old man for nothing.

Fun.

Marisa will point and laugh.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

...wut?

[Mion, you aren't old or a man. WTF are you talking about? it's too early in the morning for this shit.]

I thought we were bros, notsis................

[envyspites]

Old man. Don't I look the part? So haggard.