enpatsushakugannouchite: (Fighty)
1

[Shana is sparring barehanded with Wilhemina in the park.  The little black-haired girl is giving as good as she's getting in a rather impressive display of martial arts with the older, maid-outfitted woman.  They collide again and again, neither of them truely having the upper hand.]

2.

[Shana is bored.  School is out, so she's probably on top of some building or another like the primary office building in uptown Mayfield, her black cloak fluttering behind her.]

3.  [Shana is also employed, and she skates up to you with a very surly look at her face if you're stopping by for dinner at the neutron diner.  May she take your order?]

4. [Shana is trying to ride a bike.  It is not going well.  She is falling down and scraping her knees, then standing up and kicking or throwing the bike.  A lot.]

5 [Phone, filtered to the persona cast.]
I hear some of you have gotten some interesting abilities back, would you like to talk about them?  I'm still interested in spending time with you all, and I'd like to introduce another person like me from back home, I think you'll enjoy spending time with her.
enpatsushakugannouchite: (scowly)
[Shana wakes up with a start, on some level conscious of the absence of both Wilhemina and Alastor.  Particularly alastor.  No crimson lord fused with her as contractor.   It is like being a half person.

No.

She was no longer a Flame Haze.  She was no longer even a vessel.  

This wasn't her room. Was her entire life after contracting with the Flame of the Heavens nothing but a dream?

This wasn't Misaki City at all.]

[Locked to residents of 852 Goldberg Street]

[You will likely find the new resident wandering around, a long-haired girl with obviously sharpened asian features, and a very small form looking over the house, expression moving between shell-shocked confusion and anger, and despair.  If you approach, she'll ask]

"Who are -you- and where are we?"  [her fists will ball up]

[Action]

[After leaving the house, which she'll do at a run, Shana will move swiftly through town, looking for anything remotely similar to Misaki City's Architectural style.  Upon finding nothing, she'll pause in the middle of the street, arms around her body and suppressing shakes momentarily, eyes narrowed.  After a moment, her head lowers, and she says a single word.]

"Yuuji."

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