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Lucine wasn't entirely sure what to make of it. Maybe she could come back later (ideally with a fresh set of clothes) and try to resolve the conflicting stories. One detail didn't quite make sense, though. "Why did he have to get you those burgers?"

Heidrun took a deep breath. The energy filtering in was close enough to her home's that she thought she could manipulate it, but it reminded her of mako. She could take it in and exude purified lifestream, but she had only done so under extreme circumstances, and it had been nothing but toxic to her, and she actively rebelled against such a thing. Still, perhaps she could reintroduce this ghost to the normal cycle of energy in the world? The healer focused for another moment. She tried to, essentially, pull at the energy nearby, seeing if she could separate it from the fell taint t

"Mettaton? I think Burgerpants said some stuff about him." She didn't think she should really be calling the cat person that, but he hadn't really provided her with another way to refer to him. "He didn't sound very nice, though."

Osada Sanae offered her own polite bow to Osada, even if she didn't quite match it in depth. "I guess you could call this place a bounded field. As far as swordsmen, um, there's some wolf tengu down the mountain a ways? I know that Momiji is always practicing, she'd probably fight you if you offered. But, uh, it might be sorta dangerous for you. Since you're an outside human, you might not be covered by the spell card rules, which means that she could eat you." Again, her tone suggests that this is completely normal. "Although I could just exterminate her if she tried." The casual

Mitsurugi eyed the new arrival. An ordinary human, if not from this world. At the very least, it seemed that this land's native gods had not rejected her yet, if they were willing to send her group aid. Or so she chose to believe, faced with the other alternatives. "I must assume so. My name is Saigai Mitsurugi." She gave the newcomer a slight nod, before turning to the miko. "There is little distinction between conquest and destruction when it comes to these matters. Either way, it imperils humans and gives the youkai more grounds to prowl." Her piece said, Mitsurugi began to continue up the

"I'm Lucine. Um, I guess I saw your note?" She hadn't really planned on coming back here, but what's done is done. "But I don't really have any money. I guess I just wanted to see what was up?"

Osada "Weird. It sounds like you crossed the boundary or something, but by accident? You don't look like you're hundreds of years old, and you haven't really got that youkai feel, y'know?" She places her fingers on her chin in a thoughtful expression. "Unless you're some sort of hyper-powerful ancient wizard swordsman person who can conceal their power level. Anyway. I'm Kochiya Sanae, and this is the Moriya Shrine. Much nicer than the dumpy places Outside, and nobody's destroyed it in an earthquake yet. You could almost say it's a miracle!" Something about her smile makes it seem

"Oh, you poor, poor thing. . ." Heidrun slowly drew closer to the ghost. Ghosts were an unfortunate fact of life post-Sephiroth; the world might have been saved, but many people had suffered untimely deaths in the process. "I. . . is there anything I can do to help you?" Heidrun looked down. She had helped calm ghosts before - she was quite good at it, unusually good going by those who had commented - but she had no way of knowing how the ghosts in this place operated. If all else failed, she could try to force her soul to return to the Lifestream. . . but she didn't even know if this world ha

Lucine caught Opal, who had slowed at the approach of two strangers, and quickly stuffed the device into her backpack before she could cause more trouble. The bag emitted some muffled noises that were probably less than pleasant, but Lucine had already moved on. "Um, hi. Sorry you had to see that, Opal is. . . uh, like that."

Lucine picked up the note, showing it to Proditor. It seemed like an unnecessary distraction, and sketchy to boot, but she wasn't sure if they should investigate regardless. "Do you think we should check it out?" The decision, however, was not made by Lucine. Opal, having been fairly unrestrained this whole time, elected to cause more trouble by flying off down the alleyway. "H-Hey, come back! You can't start doing this now!" Without waiting for Proditor's response, she took off after the sapient Mystic Code. "We're in the middle of something really important!" "Is it as important as talk

Dani & Joan "Oh, right. This is Gensokyo. Nice place. Dangerous. But I haven't run across a real messy corpse in a while." Komachi keeps strolling forward, but it seems like the riverside isn't actually getting closer. "Well, technically this isn't Gensokyo. This is Higan. You'll get a re-tour if you die here, heh." It isn't actually clear which part of that the shinigami thought was funny. "Over there is the Netherworld, and then past that is actual Gensokyo. The ghosts in the Netherworld probably won't bother you, but if you've got any snacks I'd keep them at the ready."

Osada Well, it'd been a long climb up to this mountain, and something funny had definitely happened on the way up; that map just sort of stopped matching the area near the top. Osada thought he may have seen some tall, spooky swordsman guy, but since then he hadn't even seen tracks. He crests a ridge, and discovers. . . a shrine? With a rather put-out looking individual that could have been a shrine maiden, albeit with a rather nontraditional variant on the outfit. She hasn't seen him yet, though; he came up from somewhere off the main path, which she's staring at with a bored expr

Dani & Joan "Oh, don't worry about that. Eiki is always like this. You're lucky she didn't give you a lecture, though." She stretched one arm and yawned. "I'm probably going to get one later, but it was probably coming anyway, so what do you do?" Komachi didn't wait for an answer to the rhetorical question, continuing with an actual one. "So you guys aren't from around here, huh? As in, really not from around here. To be honest, I think the fact that your boss could just call me is a bad sign, but death - the concept, not the guy - has always been a little weird when it comes t

Dani & Joan "What do you mean, another shinigami sent them over? Shinigami only send people to the underworld, and these two aren't dead." The pink haired, blue haired woman carrying a large, sharp scythe over one shoulder shrugged. "He said he thought they could do some good here hunting evil spirits, or whatever." This prompted an exasperated sigh. "I've never even heard of a 'Death Weapon Meister. There's been an incident going on, are they even from this world?" "I dunno." The scythe-wielder - a shinigami, apparently - started to shrug, before the one she wa

"How many people, I wonder, begged like this before they were killed by this man, or men like him? How many women stayed silent, or lied to themselves about what he had wrought upon them, for fear of what would happen if they spoke the truth?" Justine looked between the edge of her blade and the wounded Darcy, before turning towards the party. "There are friends from my girlhood who I will never speak to again because of this man. We should give him to the people. . . but I am one of them as well." The swordswoman elected to leave it at that.

"Thanks for the sandwich. I hope your boss is nicer to you." Lucine gave a small wave, then followed Proditor out of the building.

"He plays a CD telling you how bad you are at your job? That's really mean." This Mettaton sounded more and more unpleasant by the moment. "Why would he do something like that?"

"It's a little too late for that. . ." Entangled with popular people might not have been the phrasing she would have applied, but it was certainly one way to refer to her. "If Mettaton would really get mad at you, though, I'll leave you alone. Sorry to bother you." If that was true, this Mettaton didn't sound very nice. She made a mental note to avoid whoever it was if the situation came up.

"Let me know if you need me to look at anything. It's nice to talk to someone who doesn't seem like they're insane, or that has a death wish." He sighed. "Feel like I'm going to join that first group at this rate."

IP Try as she might, IP isn't able to make much headway on determining the contents of the list. For one, it's written in an archaic form of Japanese; it seems whatever force allows them to communicate freely verbally is rather less consistent when it comes to writing. Second, the handwriting is quite frankly atrocious. The author of the list doesn't seem to have written it with the intention of it being legible to anyone but themselves. Third, the items themselves have vague or confusing names. There's a "reflective disc" and "reflective disc device," as well as a "bubbling cone"

The sandwich was. . . surprisingly invigorating. She wasn't sure if she enjoyed it for the taste, or simply for how hungry she actually was. "This is actually really good!" She looked around. "Thanks for the food. Do you know where that weird skeleton guy went?"

Lucine hefted the sandwich, and tried to hide the fact that she was visually dissecting it. This task grew more difficult when she began physically dissecting it, poking at the fake meat. Oddly enough, the assortment of veggies didn't seem to bother her; rather, it was the other fillings that set her "weathy Romanian girl" sensibilities off. Eventually, though, she let hunger and urgency overcome her, and started to bite at it "blade" first.

Rory The hunter notes that there are a few routes to take. There's the gap that heads out to the Hakurei Shrine and, therefore, right to the surface. There might be a smithy in the human village, or some leads on where to find one. Alternatively, both the town and the palace are about equidistant. There's a geyser of some kind beyond the palace, and it seems like there's more fire and heat that way. The town is surprisingly large for a place like this, though from here it's hard to tell how much is actually occupied. He could also look for a route straight to the surface, though he

After some brainstorming, technological shenanigans, and a tense moment involving an explosive charge, Kusuke and Law managed to craft a unique weapon for the time traveler's use. "This thing will be interesting to use if we've got to fight anything big. It's a tad more, uh, lethal than I'm used to, but sometimes you can't just beat everything down." He hefted the weapon, testing the weight in his arms, then nodded at Law. "Thanks for the help. It was educational."

Kusuke sighed. "I really need to take my own advice." There had been lulls and breaks, but he felt like he'd been in constant motion since this whole thing had started. Always another crisis, another incompetent teammate nearly getting him or someone else killed, and Satomi refusing to take a single break while literally covered in blood. He doubted that he could convince her to stop, either, though he resolved to try at some point. He also needed to get ready for whatever might be coming up next, now that there was a chance. A few instances lately had shown that he needed somethi