mayfield_rpg | 25th☆

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c: marisa kirisame

25th☆

[Phone]

Okay, I can't remember all your addresses, but who of us from Gensokyo have enough back to put up a good danmaku fight? With Mokou gone, I need to find an alternative.

[A: Action - Grocery Store]

[Marisa is pushing a cart around the grocery store filling it up with random food stuffs. There's literally no rhyme or pattern to what she's picking out, making it nearly impossible to figure out what she's planning to cook. Or for how many people.]

[B: Action - Church]

[Marisa is sitting in the second pew from the front with her boots resting on the back of the one in front of her. Looking bored, she tosses a star bullet repeatedly up into the air and catches just as one would a ball. Eventually, she'd be approached...]

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[If Ciel is out, Merem is too!

But an old man with the familiar markings does step out of the back room.]

Oh, hello there, Miss Kirisame.

Yo.

You can just call me Marisa, you know.

You can't blame an old man for wishing to be polite.

What can I do for you today?

I guess not...

[Marisa lets the star dissipate.]

You can keep me company, ze. I'm waiting for Ciel.

You may be waiting for a while but I suppose that's fine.

[Grabbing a seat by Marisa.]

Would you prefer another form for me to be in?

I'm tired of her avoiding me. This needs to stop, so I don't care how long I have to wait.

[Marisa looks over, thinks for a moment, then shakes her head. Then, without warning, she leans against the Rat King.]

This is fine, ze. It's been kinda lonely at the house with all the drones, Mion being out all the time and Ciel avoiding me. And it's not like you and Merem are around when Ciel's not.

Tsuchinoko doesn't do the conversation thing. He's just a tsuchinoko...

[He's surprised. But then again, what rat wouldn't be. Of course, it takes a moment for him to not be stiff.]

I see. You should be more of a rat than a human.

But I'm not a rat, despite what Patchy calls me.

There is nothing wrong with being a rat. I like being one myself.

Never said there was, ze. Just don't know how to be one. Since I'm not one.

A shame. Ciel will probably come around. Faster if you had curry bread.

...what is with her and curry?

[That's a sad smile from him.]

As you know, Ciel is French. Someone like her probably never would have tried curry in her life.

Tell me, Miss Kirisame, have you ever made a promise that you would keep no matter what?

No, but I would if it was that important of one.

I see. It's not my place to tell the story but for Ciel, curry is as serious as that kind of promise. If someone were to make fun of a promise you made or tried to keep you from keeping it, you would react the same as she does about these things.

...but it's curry. It's a common food.

Okay, not so much here but still.

Someday, when you're on her good side, ask her about the Dead Apostle named Cari. I may get in trouble for saying too much but I'm fine with that.

Cari? Okay...

Do not ask until you are on better terms with her or else you'll get a glare.

I get a glare no matter what side of her I'm on.

A glare and an answer is better than just a glare.

...true.

Please do not try to make too much trouble and please try to realize how important it is to her, exactly.

...alright. I'll try. This whole thing wouldn't have even happened if she'd told me she was just going to check on her stupid spices.

[pout and snuggle. This is what you get for being in a human form when Marisa's been lonely.]

[head...pat]

That is just the type of person she is No one can understand unless they've lived the type of life she has. Part of that is why her and Merem get along despite being professing to be worst enemies.

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