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[wontworkforfood]

[Normally, something like waking up in an unfamiliar castle would immediately trigger Reimu's Incident instincts, and she would go off crusading to find the one responsible and beat them senseless. This would cause some problems with regards to public relations, so it's a good thing that circumstances aspired to the contrary

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[tomatoandbasil]

[And here comes Alleyne, complete with shades and blingin' chains, holding an empty goblet. Oh hey, a tiny miko at the counter. Might as well greet her.]

I seek the magical elixir known as cheap malt liquor
The thicker shit that will make my brain sicker quicker
As I walk by I see a tiny Hinomoto nun who doesn't look like she's having fun
Perhaps I should stun her with this pimp's rhymes and make her world spun

[wontworkforfood]

[What.]

What?

[tomatoandbasil]

[What?~ This is normal isn't it?~]

A bowl of rice can be pretty nice
But wouldn't you rather have some gin on ice
Roasted fish is not an elf pimp's favorite dish
But I can show you something better if you bitches wish

[wontworkforfood]

[Reimu doesn't really know what this crazy person is talking about, but a few of the key words stood out there!]

Gin this early in the day... wait, what did you call me?

[drivesaniisan]

[If anything should alert that something was wrong even moreso, it could may be the fact that there is a -man- wandering by. He'll stop a moment and give a brief glance. People actually use the dining hall instead of the kitchen for their meals?]

[wontworkforfood]

[Nah, there are men all over the human village. They don't tend to spend much time where Reimu lives, though, so that's admittedly a little odd.]

[Still a little too groggy to actually start a conversation, but she's definitely going to give Jin a look.]

[drivesaniisan]

[And he returns her look with one of his own. A particularly nasty one, seeing that's how Jin rolls. And he'll speak up rather sharply.]

What?

[wontworkforfood]

[Reimu doesn't seem to really be bothered by the nasty look. It's how she rolls.]

This would be too convenient, but I'd better ask: Is this your fault?

[hasnoneeds]

{Komachi just happened to choose this moment to stole into the dining room reading to get herself some food when she noticed Reimu at one of the tables. Well well, what was the luck in that?]

So the suicidal miko has now joined the suicidal maid and the reclusive librarian. A little late but not much that can be done about that.

[She takes up the seat next to Reimu.]

Before you even start this isn't my fault, so I would rather you not attack me this time okay?

[wontworkforfood]

Only the most suspicious people defend themselves before they're attacked.

[hasnoneeds]

I'm not suspicious, I've never even done anything before. You're the one with a track record, and some other people from Gensokyo for that matter. It only makes sense to defend myself as a victim. I just mind my own business most the time.

[She offers a smile none the less.]

But still, this is a surprise, you seem rather comfortable too.

[wontworkforfood]

You're right that I have a track record - a track record of resolving incidents and protecting the peace of Gensokyo. You're the one who caused trouble for everyone by slacking off.

[jack_maid]

[yeah, guess who practically lives in the kitchen? Her]

I don't think pickles count much towards a balanced diet.

[wontworkforfood]

They're tasty, so who cares?

[jack_maid]

Who cares, indeed. [not Sakuya, of course]

Come to think of it, when did you get here?

[wontworkforfood]

Just now. What is this, did Remilia redecorate or something?

[unuuu]

[Suddenly, a little kid walks in, he staring at her and her meal.

Possibly drooling, as well.]

Nuuuu...

[wontworkforfood]

You can't have any.

[unuuu]

[Heartbroken. Absolutely heartbroken.]

U-unu!? Why... why not?

[wontworkforfood]

[What is this thing you call empathy?]

Because I'm hungry.