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[thefinestlady]

Xiao Mei has, it should be said, been keeping to herself. The world is strange. The clothes are strange (she has managed to work out 'modern' zippers and buttons, and shoelaces, but it is still very, very odd), the food is strange, and the air tastes different

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[thirdbetrayer]

"Pretty," says Gin. He's managed to find a pair of jeans that sort of fit, but the t-shirt is far too big and proclaims 'UNIOFT' on the front. As well, he's put his captain's robe on top, just because.

Irony.

Y'know.

[thefinestlady]

Well, she is being 'blind', so she can't notice.

Xiao Mei pauses, balancing perfectly with one leg in the air. A faint smile.

"Why, thank you, Gin."

[thirdbetrayer]

"Can y'fight?"

Shinsō is sheathed at his waist, and he thinks, idly, that it would be interesting to see her skills.

[thefinestlady]

Her left leg swings idly to the ground and she turns to face...well, the air near him. She's staring off a point just past his shoulder.

"Of course."

[notsellcookies]

That's true; Marcus tries to remind himself of that whenever he gets frustrated around here. It never helps really, but it keeps his mind off of a lot of the other things clouding his thoughts. Why they're here, what the noises at night are, lots of things.

He's just finished 'patrol' when he wanders into the hotel, stopping in the doorway with a curious expression on his face. Whatever she's doing, it's clearly not the sort of thing he's used to seeing.

"...huh."

[thefinestlady]

Most people, it should be said, do not bend like that. Or have that amount of balance. She's in the middle of a flip when he comes in, landing perfectly on her feet with her sword already swinging up again.

And then Xiao Mei pauses, tilting her head and listening.

After a moment,

"Marcus."

[notsellcookies]

She's good; she's really, really good. And here he was thinking being blind made her...well, helpless, to be totally honest. He can't help it. He hasn't ever had to spend any time around anybody with no vision; people like that...they don't survive long on Sera.

"Sorry to barge in. Am I interrupting, Miss...?"

And he seems to have forgotten her name as well.

[thefinestlady]

She reaches up and brushes some of her hair out of face.

"Xiao Mei. Zhang Xiao Mei, to use my full name, but it makes little sense to use last names here. And not at all, I was begining to need a break anyway." She's ever-so-slightly out of breath, and there is a faint sheen of sweat on her face.