Room 412, Mid-Morning Thursday

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Sunlight filtered though the curtains in clips and phrases to nudge a sleeping Luna into wakefulness. She hadn't meant to sleep so long but that was alright, the workshops weren't yet meeting and sleep did a body good

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Shifting sunlight, shifting covers, shifting roommate. All the right elements to shift the small slip of paper that Sakurazaki had left on her bed before leaving the room this morning. The crude, featureless rendering of the outline of a person lifts slightly from Sakurazaki's pillow; at about a foot in the air, it disappears in a gentle puff of odorless smoke, and a little tiny Sakurazaki in hamaka and robes appears. Little, high-pitched coughing jumps from her tiny lungs as she clears the smoke away. It's been a while since she's been out.

After a quick look around the room, the little Sakurazaki finds the blonde girl looking for something. She smiles brightly and floats up to her. "Hello!" The little voice is bright and cheerful. "Are you Luna Lovegood-san?"

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Luna calmly looked the tiny, floating person over. "Yes."

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"Oh, good!" Little, tiny hands clap together as a grand smile spreads over her face. "If you were not, we might have some trouble. Sakurazaki-san left me here in case you woke up; she's very sad that she keeps missing you or keeps only being here when you are sleeping. She thought maybe you were a ghost, but I am assuming that you are not a ghost, unless you are a very well-formed ghost, which is possible."

"Oh, and I'm Mini-Setsuna." She bows in a very formal, regal manner.

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"I have a talent for having things disappear, but no, I am not a ghost." It was far too early for Luna to worry about what new sort of Howler this was. Besides, there was breakfast to be found.

"How do you do, Mini-Setsuna?" Smiling, she curtsied to the weetiny floating girl. "Would you like an orange?"

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Approaching room 412, Sakurazaki reaches out to find the door knob, only to find the door wide open. Her eyes narrow, hand clutching as if around her sword, a habit that will never go away, and her mind flood with possibilities. She edges closer to the opening, preparing to defend herself against anything that might attack. Her eyes dart immediately to her bed; her paper doll is gone. Her shoulders, which were sagging with her weariness, straightened, and her eyes drifted to where she found the decoy on the floor, dispelled at the feet of a young blonde woman with an orange. Sakurazaki's head shifted slightly to the side.

"Luna Lovegood-san?" She asks cautiously, still lingering in the door frame. She looks an awful lot like Mini Setsuna, only, obviously, bigger, and her head is a little more proportionate, and she is dressed in a school uniform rather than hamaka and robes. Her voice, though, is very different, deep and placid, retaining nothing of the excited, high pitched squeaks of her smaller counterpart. Her arm is

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While waiting for her new roommate to show up, she ate an orange slice and tried not to get any of the juice on her pajamas or slippers.

"Yes. Orange?" Luna held out a fruit to the newcomer.

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The anxiousness inside of Sakurazaki eased, and she breathed a sigh of relief as she shuffled her feet into the room. "Yes, thank you," she smiled a brief, twitching smile as she moved forward. With those pajamas and those slippers, the only thing keeping Sakurazaki reminded of Ojou-sama was the blonde, blonde hair. Throat slightly constricted at the thought, she took up the offered orange, but only after she had swooped down to pick up the paper doll of Mini Setsuna. "I haven't had any breakfast yet. I hope the decoy didn't disturb you too much; I've just been feeling so bad about missing you every time that I wanted something here to greet you if I couldn't

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"Is there something with which I may assist you?" Luna asked.