karen ♀ oo1

[fireofheaven]

Who: Karen + You! 8D
Where: Espoir plaza, roaming the streets.
Style: Either! Bring it.
Status: OPEN LIKE MY BEDROOM DOOR--er. Open. Yes.

[For all the sometimes-questionable things Karen might need to do (for work-related purposes, mind!), she is rather used to waking up in her own bed, surrounded by her own things. So, naturally, when she wakes

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[howdoipeople]

[Unfortunately you will find that there is a pitiful looking young... boy? girl? whatever... walking past the alley and... bumping into you quite unceremoniously.

And there's a not so graceful flailing of long, gangly arms as the aforementioned young person lands quite pitifully upon the ground, on their butt.

There will likely be a lot of apologizing later, but right now, there's just one word.]

O-owowow...

omg crona so precious

[fireofheaven]

[Unlike Crona, Karen has CLAMP quick reflexes, so she manages to remain upright while Crona ends up tumbling to the ground. Oops? Karen feels rather bad, and kneels on the ground next to Crona, a concerned look on her face.]

Are you alright?

[Just don't mind that boobage level to about your face.]

Val thinks all my characters are precious B)

[howdoipeople]

[Yeah. Well. Crona may be a Demon Swordsman but... he could still use a bit of work. In a few areas actually. One of them happens to be the number of things he knows how to deal with.

Large breasted women aren't one of them. Especially when they're that close. I mean his mother had them but still it's different... everything about his mother was... different.

That's why Crona makes a weird kind of sound and scrabbles back... at least into an upright position.]

A-Ah! I-I'm fine... I should be the one apologizing...

[seishiromustdie]

[ Not that a woman wearing a skimpy nightgown wasn't eye-catching enough, but the familiarity of this newcomer's face was hard to ignore. Kamui had seen this woman before in another world, but was this the person from the world he knew, or perhaps the world that Sorata was from.

The vampire approaches with caution, picking up her scent, definitely not the woman from Acid Tokyo.

Kamui is coming up behind her.] ...You've come from the same world as that Monk.

[fireofheaven]

[The voice isn't a familiar one, but when she turns to respond to the newcomer, she can't help but be startled. It's familiar-looking, and yet there's a feralness to it she can't quite place.]

Kamui....?

[His own question is brushed aside, for the moment.]

[seishiromustdie]

[Kamui studies her for a moment,his blue eyes unwavering as he gazed at her.]

...Not yours.

[That was both a yes and no, but it was already clear to him that Karen knew he was not from her world. She was a lot more perceptive than that monk was, remembering how it took him forever to convince Sorata.]

[fireofheaven]

[That's confirmation enough. She studies him for a moment, electing not to speak. Now that she takes a close enough looks, she picks up on the subtle differences that should have clued her in from the very beginning.]

By 'that monk'...who did you mean?

[She thinks she might have a vague idea, but she wants it confirmed first.]

[gleam_and_glow]

[Rapunzel thinks she recognizes that look of confusion. It was the one on her face not more than a couple days ago. Her hair is half pinned up today so it's only making half the train behind her it usually does as she approaches the woman.]

Excuse me! I don't mean to pry or anything, but you look a little confused. And I have some experience with confused... Are you all right?

RAPUNZEL. *A*

[fireofheaven]

[Awww, what a cute girl! But...where is all that hair coming from....?]

I'm just not sure where I am! I don't remember coming here at all...

\o/

[gleam_and_glow]

[Rapunzel cringes sympathetically and nods, offering a little smile she hopes is at least a little encouraging.]

Yeah... apparently that's pretty normal around here. I'm still figuring it out myself. But everyone says it's some sort of dream world, and that everyone was brought here out of the blue the same way.

oh my god my html x_x

[fireofheaven]

[A dream world? Well, that would explain the clothing at the very least. But...]

Everyone? Just how many people are there here?

/FASHIONABLY LATE

[treefeeding]

[ Yes, this is the Sakurazukamori leaning against the side of a nearby building. He's smoking, predictably, but that doesn't stop him from directing a very genial smile right Karen's way. He's well aware she's a Dragon of Heaven, of course, but he doesn't actually know her name--he'll have to be forgiven on that count, he doesn't really pay much attention to anyone on the other side (or his side either actually) apart from dear Subaru. But have a smile anyway! ]

I forgot you can edit these things.............. orz

[fireofheaven]

[Don't think she doesn't notice you, Seishirou, because even though she's a bit more busy trying to make sense of the scenery, the smell of smoke pulls her attention away from the buildings and to the direction of the man a little ways around.

There's surprise, and then a frown, and then a bit of a pause as she tries to decide the best course of action.

Which, she decides in the end, is merely to approach him, until she's near enough for conversation.]

You're here as well, then?

yeah, one of those newfangled feature things!

[treefeeding]

[He's glad she decides to approach quietly. He doesn't particularly feel like engaging in a fight right at this moment. Apparently she doesn't either.

He waits a moment before he responds, smiling at her around his cigarette, and taking one last drag before he puts it out, smearing the ashes against the wall behind him. He drops the crumpled cylinder without a second thought.]

Yes.

[For you, Karen, he even removes his sunglasses, tucking them into his coat pocket. Isn't that nice? And then, as if it's the most normal to say when meeting an enemy on neutral ground:]

I don't believe we were ever properly introduced. Seishirou Sakurazuka.

/shakes grandma cane at

[fireofheaven]

[Picking a fight would be premature, especially since she isn't exactly sure what he's capable of. Or what this world is capable of, given that he's standing in front of her, looking hale as day, when she knows for a fact he's supposed to be dead. Thank you, everyone, for reminding me.

Pardon while she frowns disapprovingly at him for the uncaring treatment shown to both the building and the scenery around, even with more important matters at hand.

Such as introductions. There's a pause before she finally answers him.]

There was never any proper time for introductions, was there? Karen Kasumi.

[About the closest she can come to being lighthearted, given the circumstances. She doesn't recall Sorata mentioning his presence, which means he must have arrived recently. But the question is....why?]

I take it you've just arrived?

[philip_charming]

[Okay, this is getting ridiculous.

He's now on the FOURTH barefoot girl in Espoir that needs his help! Was this place steering them to him or something? It was so statistically unlikely!

...Not that any of them were dressed quite so scantily, mind. Or had hair of a color that God never intended. But still!

Of course, none of that would be appropriate for a prince to bring up to the person he means to save.]

You seem lost, Goodwoman. Might you be in need of help?

[Like this big warm red cloak he just took off? It might help until he can get you to a clothing store, anyway.]

omg this was the best tag

[fireofheaven]

[In all fairness, Karen wasn't expecting a trip to a strange dreamworld. She would have chosen a more modest outfit if she had. (Though, there really is nothing wrong with slinky nightgowns in her book.)

She turns, looks up at the voice, and offers the speaker a smile.]

I seem to have forgotten to bring a map with me. [Teasing.] But if you could direct me to a clothing store, it would be very appreciated.

I try, I try :)

[philip_charming]