Characters: Sango, Kirara, and whoever shows up
Location: The plaza, near the coral [see what I did thar?]
Time: Late afternoon
Style: Whatever you'd like!
Status: OPEN
The first thing Sango noticed as she slowly awoke was that she was soaking wet. She had no idea what had happened and as her senses came back to her she suddenly realized she was in a completely unfamiliar place.
She sat up and looked around worriedly. "Houshi-sama? ... Kohaku?" She couldn't spot anyone she recognized, save for Kirara who she finally noticed was nearby. The small cat demon was attempting to shake the water out of her fur. There was a small comfort, at least. "What's going on, Kirara?"
Sango knew she wouldn't get an answer, but she couldn't help but ask it as she tried to take in her surroundings. Hiraikotsu was nearby which was also a relief. She reached for it, noting that it was also wet and felt a bit heavier than usual for some reason. With her belongings secured, she stood up to get a better look. There was a giant piece of coral in the center of a large plaza. Was this a holy place, perhaps? Or... Naraku had been known to show them illusions before when he was trying to kill them. With Kohaku's shard being one of the few remaining and the state Miroku had been in when she last saw him...
"Houshi-sama?! Kohaku?!" She tried calling out this time, frowning a bit darkly when she didn't receive an answer. There were definitely people here if they were real, but so far no one looked familiar. A still damp Kirara walked up to close to her feet and mewed once. Sango looked down at her, her expression not changing. "We need to figure out what's going on."