05-25-2015, 09:34 PM
Good morning, good morning... Good morning to you... Mami's eyes fluttered open, though it seemed she was going too slowly for somebody's taste. "GO!"
Hands collided with her side and she found herself tumbling out of the side of a helicopter. A high-pitched, girly scream filled the air (Fitting for a 15 year-old girl, of course) as Mami adjusted to her rude awakening far faster than she ever should have needed to. She bit her lip and narrowed her eyes as what seemed to be tears began to form on her eyelids from wind rushing past her, though if she was fortunate and her mind served properly, she hadn't fallen far at all. With a swift frontflip Mami landed on the ground cleanly on both feet. "Well, that wake-up did its job better than my alarm, at least," Mami joked.
Pushing aside her 'cool' act for the cameras, wherever they were, Mami looked about. It seemed she had been unlucky, at least mostly, with where she was started off. Mostly flatlands of somewhat tall grass stretched out in every direction, but she could see through very small hills infrastructure in two different directions. Unfortunately, she was wearing her school uniform, though she had intended to change into her Magical Girl outfit first - Without a doubt her uniform would be torn to shreds in all of this if she wasn't lucky. When it came to what she wore, there also seemed to be something around her neck... Something tight, that pushed uncomfortably against the front of her throat. "A collar?"
Suddenly Mami realized she was being inhibited... By more than a bit. She tried to send a ribbon out of her sleeve, but nothing came. Even trying to force her magic to work did nothing. No amount of effort could make Tiro, a musket or anything else appear. "Hm. No overcompensating in here, then," Mami giggled. "If I can't summon weapons of my own, I must have been given one, right?" she thought aloud. A weight was on her back - Not by any means a heavy weight, but a weight nonetheless. It felt rough against the softness of her top, and after moving it around to in front of her involving a lot of shifting between straps, Mami found herself looking at a cylindrical bag that had been hanging lengthwise up and down on her back. Odd.
The Magical Girl placed the bag down gently on the ground and sifted through it. It didn't seem there was much that was desirable, Mami was sure of that. There was water, four bags of what looked like cement, a folded-up map and a compass. After checking directions with the compass, Mami determined the relatively urban-looking area she had seen not long ago was to her east. There was a building not far south, which seemed more convenient but not quite as safe. She would need to decide quickly which way she wanted to go, and perhaps the map would help with that. The map, a crude but clean-looking map as if it was drawn in a very simple 'art' program, with a single marking on it - A big red circle around one square someplace relatively close to the center. Good. This gives me options. But it also puts me in a tight spot. Mami almost laughed at that. A tight spot? Out here? That would be difficult.
She folded up the map, hung the compass on her outfit just over her heart and deemed it unnecessary to look at the food. But where was her weapon? Mami sorted through her bag calmly and carefully for a few seconds, but after her search came to no avail, she started scrambling through her belongings so recklessly she expected to tear the bag clean in two. "Okay, this isn't funny. Where's my weapon--" Mami's eyes landed on... Something. She was familiar with many weapons, but this was a curiosity indeed. This? It was indeed something, but it probably wasn't much compared to what everyone else had. Nervously Mami sniffed it, seeing no , creating one of the most painful sensations she had ever felt in her nose. Tears welled up in her eyes as she put the weapon back - It would serve, and she wanted no more time spent thinking about it than that. If things got bad, it was at the top of her bag...
But she desperately hoped that she wouldn't need it, whatever it was.
Hands collided with her side and she found herself tumbling out of the side of a helicopter. A high-pitched, girly scream filled the air (Fitting for a 15 year-old girl, of course) as Mami adjusted to her rude awakening far faster than she ever should have needed to. She bit her lip and narrowed her eyes as what seemed to be tears began to form on her eyelids from wind rushing past her, though if she was fortunate and her mind served properly, she hadn't fallen far at all. With a swift frontflip Mami landed on the ground cleanly on both feet. "Well, that wake-up did its job better than my alarm, at least," Mami joked.
Pushing aside her 'cool' act for the cameras, wherever they were, Mami looked about. It seemed she had been unlucky, at least mostly, with where she was started off. Mostly flatlands of somewhat tall grass stretched out in every direction, but she could see through very small hills infrastructure in two different directions. Unfortunately, she was wearing her school uniform, though she had intended to change into her Magical Girl outfit first - Without a doubt her uniform would be torn to shreds in all of this if she wasn't lucky. When it came to what she wore, there also seemed to be something around her neck... Something tight, that pushed uncomfortably against the front of her throat. "A collar?"
Suddenly Mami realized she was being inhibited... By more than a bit. She tried to send a ribbon out of her sleeve, but nothing came. Even trying to force her magic to work did nothing. No amount of effort could make Tiro, a musket or anything else appear. "Hm. No overcompensating in here, then," Mami giggled. "If I can't summon weapons of my own, I must have been given one, right?" she thought aloud. A weight was on her back - Not by any means a heavy weight, but a weight nonetheless. It felt rough against the softness of her top, and after moving it around to in front of her involving a lot of shifting between straps, Mami found herself looking at a cylindrical bag that had been hanging lengthwise up and down on her back. Odd.
The Magical Girl placed the bag down gently on the ground and sifted through it. It didn't seem there was much that was desirable, Mami was sure of that. There was water, four bags of what looked like cement, a folded-up map and a compass. After checking directions with the compass, Mami determined the relatively urban-looking area she had seen not long ago was to her east. There was a building not far south, which seemed more convenient but not quite as safe. She would need to decide quickly which way she wanted to go, and perhaps the map would help with that. The map, a crude but clean-looking map as if it was drawn in a very simple 'art' program, with a single marking on it - A big red circle around one square someplace relatively close to the center. Good. This gives me options. But it also puts me in a tight spot. Mami almost laughed at that. A tight spot? Out here? That would be difficult.
She folded up the map, hung the compass on her outfit just over her heart and deemed it unnecessary to look at the food. But where was her weapon? Mami sorted through her bag calmly and carefully for a few seconds, but after her search came to no avail, she started scrambling through her belongings so recklessly she expected to tear the bag clean in two. "Okay, this isn't funny. Where's my weapon--" Mami's eyes landed on... Something. She was familiar with many weapons, but this was a curiosity indeed. This? It was indeed something, but it probably wasn't much compared to what everyone else had. Nervously Mami sniffed it, seeing no , creating one of the most painful sensations she had ever felt in her nose. Tears welled up in her eyes as she put the weapon back - It would serve, and she wanted no more time spent thinking about it than that. If things got bad, it was at the top of her bag...
But she desperately hoped that she wouldn't need it, whatever it was.
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