[ Falling into endless void is nothing new to Mitama; in fact, it feels like she's been doing that for years now, always surrounded by darkness and despair. Her lips curl up in a small smile. Perhaps this is fine. Perhaps this is what she deserves...
A splash of water to her face is more than enough to wake the girl up, and everything else ─ the sound of waves, the sensation of wet sand beneath her, her wet clothes sticking to her skin ─ all of that informs her of where she is, but it does little to elevate the feeling of confusion. She looks around as she sits up, eyes wide. It's a beach, of course, but how did she get here? She could swear she was in the city just a moment ago...
Another wave hits her hips and reminds her that it's probably for the best if she moves from here and try to piece things together as she goes. Mitama gets up, tries to dust herself off to the best of her ability, and takes another glance at her surroundings. There isn't much here that could explain her situation to her, though she does notice something that looks like a scroll of parchment lying nearby. She picks it up, unrolls it and reads it, her expression slowly going from composed to more and more distraught as she does. But once she finishes, the shock immediately disappears from her face, replaced by a smile. Well, if this is how things are, it's not terribly surprising. She figures it's only fair for the universe to cast its judgement upon her in one way or another.
The girl decides to walk along the shore for a little while until she finally spots some people in the distance. She skips over to the closest person, waving her hand and greeting them with a cheerful smile. ]
Hello there! Would you happen to know the way to the nearest town? I'm afraid I'm a bit lost...
2. festival fun
a) [ Now that Mitama's had some time to get her bearings, she can finally enjoy the beach properly! Of course, in order to do so, she shows up in a swimsuit. How did she get her hands on it, some might wonder? Well, that's a trade secret. Regardless, the girl is eager to join in on the fun ─ and with the festival activities promising a free meal on top of enjoyment, it doesn't take long for her to get involved. Boat racing might not be up her ally, but building a sandcastle and searching for seashells most definitely are. She can be seen diligently crafting what appears to be a typical magical castle from a fairy tale one moment, and the next she's already running around the shoreline looking for the best-looking shells to use as her contest entry. As she notices another person nearby, she turns her attention to them and approaches them energetically. ]
Have you found any good ones?
b) [ A girl needs to look out for herself, and that includes earning money for a living. Mitama still isn't quite sure how long she's supposed to stay here, but she'd rather err on the side of caution and get herself established in this place as soon as possible. With all that in mind, it shouldn't be a surprise that she can be found manning one of the stands, inviting the visitors to join her with a sunny smile. ]
Now, come one, come all! It's time for the great Lottery of the Sun! That's right, for the price of just one ticket, you can earn yourself a chance to win marvelous prizes! Don't miss out, it's only for today!
[ It's pretty clear she's in her element here. ]
3. smell the roses
[ Being one of the Chosen isn't all fun and games, apparently! Mitama doesn't mind being given an errand, especially since collecting flower samples isn't exactly anything complicated, and it gives her an excuse to wander around the fields outside the town, taking in all its natural beauty. Really, it feels more like a vacation than a chore. In fact, it's not long until she forgoes collecting altogether and focuses more on admiring the flowers. She picks one up, a bright red amaryllis by the looks of it, and takes a whiff of it. It smells nice, only adding to her feeling of relaxation, something she's been lacking in lately. She even comments on it out loud─
But despite the fact her lips move, nothing comes out.
Mitama lets out a silent gasp, startled by her condition. She's not entirely sure which is failing her, her voice or her ears, but it's quite clear she's afflicted with... something. She examines the flower in her hand for a brief moment, before deciding to seek assistance from a nearby Chosen in order to figure this out. She approaches, waving her hand to draw attention, and while her mouth moves in an attempt to greet them, they still won't hear anything from her for the time being. ]
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Mitama Yakumo | Magia Record: Puella Magi Madoka Magica Side Story
[ Falling into endless void is nothing new to Mitama; in fact, it feels like she's been doing that for years now, always surrounded by darkness and despair. Her lips curl up in a small smile. Perhaps this is fine. Perhaps this is what she deserves...
A splash of water to her face is more than enough to wake the girl up, and everything else ─ the sound of waves, the sensation of wet sand beneath her, her wet clothes sticking to her skin ─ all of that informs her of where she is, but it does little to elevate the feeling of confusion. She looks around as she sits up, eyes wide. It's a beach, of course, but how did she get here? She could swear she was in the city just a moment ago...
Another wave hits her hips and reminds her that it's probably for the best if she moves from here and try to piece things together as she goes. Mitama gets up, tries to dust herself off to the best of her ability, and takes another glance at her surroundings. There isn't much here that could explain her situation to her, though she does notice something that looks like a scroll of parchment lying nearby. She picks it up, unrolls it and reads it, her expression slowly going from composed to more and more distraught as she does. But once she finishes, the shock immediately disappears from her face, replaced by a smile. Well, if this is how things are, it's not terribly surprising. She figures it's only fair for the universe to cast its judgement upon her in one way or another.
The girl decides to walk along the shore for a little while until she finally spots some people in the distance. She skips over to the closest person, waving her hand and greeting them with a cheerful smile. ]
Hello there! Would you happen to know the way to the nearest town? I'm afraid I'm a bit lost...
2. festival fun
a)
[ Now that Mitama's had some time to get her bearings, she can finally enjoy the beach properly! Of course, in order to do so, she shows up in a swimsuit. How did she get her hands on it, some might wonder? Well, that's a trade secret. Regardless, the girl is eager to join in on the fun ─ and with the festival activities promising a free meal on top of enjoyment, it doesn't take long for her to get involved. Boat racing might not be up her ally, but building a sandcastle and searching for seashells most definitely are. She can be seen diligently crafting what appears to be a typical magical castle from a fairy tale one moment, and the next she's already running around the shoreline looking for the best-looking shells to use as her contest entry. As she notices another person nearby, she turns her attention to them and approaches them energetically. ]
Have you found any good ones?
b)
[ A girl needs to look out for herself, and that includes earning money for a living. Mitama still isn't quite sure how long she's supposed to stay here, but she'd rather err on the side of caution and get herself established in this place as soon as possible. With all that in mind, it shouldn't be a surprise that she can be found manning one of the stands, inviting the visitors to join her with a sunny smile. ]
Now, come one, come all! It's time for the great Lottery of the Sun! That's right, for the price of just one ticket, you can earn yourself a chance to win marvelous prizes! Don't miss out, it's only for today!
[ It's pretty clear she's in her element here. ]
3. smell the roses
[ Being one of the Chosen isn't all fun and games, apparently! Mitama doesn't mind being given an errand, especially since collecting flower samples isn't exactly anything complicated, and it gives her an excuse to wander around the fields outside the town, taking in all its natural beauty. Really, it feels more like a vacation than a chore. In fact, it's not long until she forgoes collecting altogether and focuses more on admiring the flowers. She picks one up, a bright red amaryllis by the looks of it, and takes a whiff of it. It smells nice, only adding to her feeling of relaxation, something she's been lacking in lately. She even comments on it out loud─
But despite the fact her lips move, nothing comes out.
Mitama lets out a silent gasp, startled by her condition. She's not entirely sure which is failing her, her voice or her ears, but it's quite clear she's afflicted with... something. She examines the flower in her hand for a brief moment, before deciding to seek assistance from a nearby Chosen in order to figure this out. She approaches, waving her hand to draw attention, and while her mouth moves in an attempt to greet them, they still won't hear anything from her for the time being. ]
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