Dec 17, 2010 18:50
When she had woken up in this place, poorly dressed and laying sprawled uncomfortably under the shadowed figure of someone kneeling above her, the hotel had been given a front row seat of her rather famous executions. Now, dressed in the rather large pair of pants tucked into slightly large boots and a baggy white shirt she had taken from the man she had left so neatly frozen in the corner of that bedroom, Mitsuru moved down the hallway with a purpose. Who ever had brought her to this place was going to pay for it, leaving her in that kind of room in that kind of state. At least at Shirakawa she had been in a room with someone she knew, waking up to the unfamiliar face of some....lustful malignant creep was off-balancing to say the least.
Fingers brushed over her evoker, slung at her side. Luckily she had found it, though not her clothing, half kicked under the bed she had woken up in. The last thing she remembered...What was the last thing she remembered? The fact that she wasn''t sure what she was doing before waking up made the situation even more infuriating. Where were the others? Where was she? what was this place? There were too many questions. And instead of answers, all she could find were doors. "Merde...." A soft curse was released under her breath, as she paused in the middle of the hall, pursed her lips, and then opened the door to the closest room.
Maybe if she came across someone, she'd be able to find the answers she needed.
"Excuse me?"
[ooc: Feel free to have her stumble across anything! Megaten castmates would be loved so much, but I'd love cross-fandom characters as well! Mitsuru's very straight so it would take quite a bit for her to sleep with a girl but either gender is encouraged for CR or Smut. Beware her executions. You have been warned. ]
series: persona 3