Apr 30, 2011 21:45
[Outside the entrance to the lobby, leaning against a pillar, is a young looking lady, napping and snoring. Her journal is open near her, recording the sounds of her sleep. After a while though, she stretches and yawns, rubbing her eyes and stretching.
Oh, what an odd book this journal is. Don't mind her as she hrrrms and flips through it.]
Wow, what a gorgeous old book this is! Miss Patchouli, is this yours? Did you leave it out here? What were you doing out in the first place? You should be resting!
[This is where she ooooohs in amazement. It's transcribing what she says!]
Oh, this definitely has to be one of yours. Or the thieving witch's. It's got some neat enchantment where it writes what I say! That's pretty useful.
[And now just...give her a moment to look around. Sorry, Meiling, you're not in Kansas Gensokyo anymore.]
...Did I sleepwalk or something? I don't remember the mansion looking this big or fancy. Maybe my diligent gatekeeper's spirit sought it out as I rested!
Miss Sakuya! Miss Koakuma! Can you hear me? It's me, Meiling! Where are you guys?
[ooc: Open in every way possible~ Backdated to about an hour or two after lunch.]
!intro,
hong meiling