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001 ⭐ [Accidental Voice / Action]
Jan. 7th, 2012 07:18 pm[Ruri certainly wasn't expecting to find herself in a rather thick pile of snow upon waking, but that's exactly what happens. Sitting up slowly, her hand brushes against a small book of sorts and, without realising it, she activates the voice function during her brief inspection before placing the journal back on the ground as she stands up.]
This is strange, I don't remember anywhere like this in Ikebukuro. Eh? These clothes... they aren't mine either. [As she examines the white dress, her hand brushes against something soft and downy. Snapping her head around to get a better view, Ruri stares in awe at the small red appendages.]
Ah! These are... wings? I knew strange things happened in the city, but this must be on a level with the Headless Rider. [She smiles softly.] Now I guess I can truly call myself a monster. [Ruri reaches back and strokes the feathers in wonder before giving a gentle tug. She pulls back, but shows no outward signs of pain, merely a look of curiosity and perhaps a bit too much calmness given the situation.] Ah... I suppose I shouldn't touch them after all, should I?
[Action]
[Alternatively, you might find the idol a few hours later exploring the village with mild interest. To be honest, she's still a lot more interested in the wings, and it shows in the way she keeps reaching back to touch them -- almost as if to make sure they haven't disappeared.]
This is strange, I don't remember anywhere like this in Ikebukuro. Eh? These clothes... they aren't mine either. [As she examines the white dress, her hand brushes against something soft and downy. Snapping her head around to get a better view, Ruri stares in awe at the small red appendages.]
Ah! These are... wings? I knew strange things happened in the city, but this must be on a level with the Headless Rider. [She smiles softly.] Now I guess I can truly call myself a monster. [Ruri reaches back and strokes the feathers in wonder before giving a gentle tug. She pulls back, but shows no outward signs of pain, merely a look of curiosity and perhaps a bit too much calmness given the situation.] Ah... I suppose I shouldn't touch them after all, should I?
[Action]
[Alternatively, you might find the idol a few hours later exploring the village with mild interest. To be honest, she's still a lot more interested in the wings, and it shows in the way she keeps reaching back to touch them -- almost as if to make sure they haven't disappeared.]
