①ⓢⓣ - Video
[The feed clicks on, and you can make out a fairly small, blue-haired girl with six wings made completely out of ice on her back. She seems to be floating slightly above the ground with her arms crossed.]
Whaddya mean my lake is gone?! Don't be so stupid, stupid!
No miss, this is the truth, now if you'd just fill out these papers you'd understand...
Noo! Tell me what happened to my lake! And Letty! ...And Daiyousei too.
Okay okay. What's the name of your lake?
Umm...
[There's a long pause.]
It's my lake!
I know that but-
[The person at the new arrivals desk quiets as he realizes that Cirno decided to take a look at the papers. After a few minutes, her voice softens a bit.]
Gensokyo is gone? T-that's impossible...
Unless...unless I destroyed it. I am the strongest after all...
H-hey! Mister! Did I destroy Gensokyo?
It says right there how your wor-
I-I'm sorry!
[Cirno throws the papers everywhere and flies off screen rather quickly, she seemed pretty depressed. If you look closely you can see a few icicles hanging from the nooks and crannies of the area. The receptionist just facepalms, puts on a coat, and slowly starts grabbing the pages as he mumbles to himself.]
Whaddya mean my lake is gone?! Don't be so stupid, stupid!
No miss, this is the truth, now if you'd just fill out these papers you'd understand...
Noo! Tell me what happened to my lake! And Letty! ...And Daiyousei too.
Okay okay. What's the name of your lake?
Umm...
[There's a long pause.]
It's my lake!
I know that but-
[The person at the new arrivals desk quiets as he realizes that Cirno decided to take a look at the papers. After a few minutes, her voice softens a bit.]
Gensokyo is gone? T-that's impossible...
Unless...unless I destroyed it. I am the strongest after all...
H-hey! Mister! Did I destroy Gensokyo?
It says right there how your wor-
I-I'm sorry!
[Cirno throws the papers everywhere and flies off screen rather quickly, she seemed pretty depressed. If you look closely you can see a few icicles hanging from the nooks and crannies of the area. The receptionist just facepalms, puts on a coat, and slowly starts grabbing the pages as he mumbles to himself.]