4th Delivery: extra spicy with a side of pure rage and fried rice.
[After a good night of drinking at Quinn's party, Miki manages to sleep through the next day and deep into Monday, waking up to a painful amount of light at her residence of 453 Stone St.
Fortunately, Miki had thought ahead to make sure her shop students didn't become worried. They would find scrawled on the blackboard...
"Aaron, sort the lumber by length and type. The rest of you are excused for the day."
She comes out of the kitchen and after quickly Grandpasimpson.gif-ing away from whatever her housemates are currently up to, she manages to find a package addressed to her sitting near the front door. Excitedly (Miki rarely ever gets mail), she rips open the package without any sort of decorum. ]
[As the memory returned, she stood, still, silent. The only noise her slow breath...
She remembers it now, what happened after her mother threw her into the wall for fighting with Megumi during the summer festival. She never remembered hitting the wall, thinking at first that it was the concussion. It wasn't. She remembered being thrown into a castle in some land. The wine flowed freely. Miki was happy. There was a young man, Almaz, a cleaning boy. He was someone that Miki, a honored guest of the castles owner, shouldn't have associated with. But they found ways. They met in broom closets and long forgotten drawing rooms. It all climaxed when Almaz showed her the lost entrance to a tower that gave them a wonderful view of a sky ablaze with stars, dimmed only by the light of their mutual love.
Then, it was all over. She returned to Hinamimachi to her abusive mother, psychotic neighbor, and that one dude with the white hair, Tsuniyosho or whatever. She had forgotten him. But now the memory had returned and...
and...
SHE WAS GOING TO KILL HIM.
Miki didn't know what the hell this Almaz guy had done to her or how he ever convinced her to do...to do...THAT. She couldn't accept that it was real.
But it was. The memories were as clear as the last time she was awake. Miki's mind frothed as the battle between her new reality and the innocence that once ruled her life raged in ever neuron of her mind. There was only one way to reconcile this, the only way that she knew how to solve problems, she would beat the answers out of him.
But where did he live? Miki knew that she had seen him while she wandered around the town. Where? Whe-BEAVER STREET!]
With a primal scream of Rage Miki takes off, still in her frilly pink 50's pajamas down Stone street and towards her destination. Feel free to try and stop and chat, but she is running fairly fast and easily jumping over any obstacle in between her and her revenge.
Soon, she arrives at 1766 Beaver Street....The door buckles under the ferocious attack of Miki's pounding.
"WHERE ARE YOU YOU MONSTER?! COME OUT HERE AND ANSWER FOR YOUR CRIMES!" She yells to the occupants inside.
Fortunately, Miki had thought ahead to make sure her shop students didn't become worried. They would find scrawled on the blackboard...
"Aaron, sort the lumber by length and type. The rest of you are excused for the day."
She comes out of the kitchen and after quickly Grandpasimpson.gif-ing away from whatever her housemates are currently up to, she manages to find a package addressed to her sitting near the front door. Excitedly (Miki rarely ever gets mail), she rips open the package without any sort of decorum. ]
[As the memory returned, she stood, still, silent. The only noise her slow breath...
She remembers it now, what happened after her mother threw her into the wall for fighting with Megumi during the summer festival. She never remembered hitting the wall, thinking at first that it was the concussion. It wasn't. She remembered being thrown into a castle in some land. The wine flowed freely. Miki was happy. There was a young man, Almaz, a cleaning boy. He was someone that Miki, a honored guest of the castles owner, shouldn't have associated with. But they found ways. They met in broom closets and long forgotten drawing rooms. It all climaxed when Almaz showed her the lost entrance to a tower that gave them a wonderful view of a sky ablaze with stars, dimmed only by the light of their mutual love.
Then, it was all over. She returned to Hinamimachi to her abusive mother, psychotic neighbor, and that one dude with the white hair, Tsuniyosho or whatever. She had forgotten him. But now the memory had returned and...
and...
SHE WAS GOING TO KILL HIM.
Miki didn't know what the hell this Almaz guy had done to her or how he ever convinced her to do...to do...THAT. She couldn't accept that it was real.
But it was. The memories were as clear as the last time she was awake. Miki's mind frothed as the battle between her new reality and the innocence that once ruled her life raged in ever neuron of her mind. There was only one way to reconcile this, the only way that she knew how to solve problems, she would beat the answers out of him.
But where did he live? Miki knew that she had seen him while she wandered around the town. Where? Whe-BEAVER STREET!]
With a primal scream of Rage Miki takes off, still in her frilly pink 50's pajamas down Stone street and towards her destination. Feel free to try and stop and chat, but she is running fairly fast and easily jumping over any obstacle in between her and her revenge.
Soon, she arrives at 1766 Beaver Street....The door buckles under the ferocious attack of Miki's pounding.
"WHERE ARE YOU YOU MONSTER?! COME OUT HERE AND ANSWER FOR YOUR CRIMES!" She yells to the occupants inside.