Post by Ayakura Alisa on Feb 11, 2014 2:43:12 GMT -5
Lazy evening. Checking my email. Noticing a disturbing trend of e-mails from various people all telling me about an inconspicuous girl in a maid's uniform. Long, flowing red-hair. No conflicting reports. Did I have to put into use the GHOST training my mother indoctrinated in me again? I hated resorting to stalking, but it appears I've no choice. Many people are reporting that she has been wandering in mysterious directions at one point, but going to very normal places at other times. I've been fed rumours that she might be a tad messed up on the head. Others just thought she was just being too cute for her own good. I, for one, was no longer in the mood for all these emails. I posted an announcement on my website that I was going to investigate the matter and people should just STOP pestering me about this girl! Okay! I'm doing it!
UPDATE! - Please, stop e-mailing me about the reports regarding the redhead in the maid uniform. I'll get to the bottom of this and report back ASAP. If I don't get anything conclusive, I'll say so, but for crying out loud, I'm going to start filtering my e-mails.
Where would be the first place a strange girl would go looking around? I combed through the reports I've been sent. A lot of them seemed to be pointing to the possibility that the outer circle was one of her choice hotspots. Honestly? That damned area didn't seem like a freakin' tourist hotspot to me! But whatever, it was a start. I'll start outside and then search deeper within the inner circle if she wasn't there. I took Izayoi and my Mongol Bow and set out, ready for action.
***
I stopped by the Terminal again and sighed as I ventured through, taking my safe route, and noticing that there wasn't anyone unusual around. Did she really come through here...? No matter. I would continue searching. I arrived outside and sighed as I saw the purple haze overlook the landscape. Every time I saw it, I would grow sad and realize that this was probably the graveyard of my parents. I still, deep down inside, wanted to know what happened to them. But Chidori's plea and presence reminded me that I needed to treasure what was alive, what was living, and to stop clinging to something that was probably dead. I would find my answers along the way. Finding the larger truth. Letting go. Letting go of the shreds of the past.
I continued my exploration, laying low and with my bow out, scouring the area, looking through the open ruins of buildings. I sighed, but I soon covered my mouth and ceased my breathing for a moment when I realized I might have seen a strangely lithe figure around the area, but I wasn't sure; it was too far from me. I soon attempted to stalk in pursuit of the figure quietly... Couldn't tell if that person was doing anythng, but I started to get closer. It felt like I was a predator again. I hated that feeling. Made me feel dirty and creepy.
UPDATE! - Please, stop e-mailing me about the reports regarding the redhead in the maid uniform. I'll get to the bottom of this and report back ASAP. If I don't get anything conclusive, I'll say so, but for crying out loud, I'm going to start filtering my e-mails.
Where would be the first place a strange girl would go looking around? I combed through the reports I've been sent. A lot of them seemed to be pointing to the possibility that the outer circle was one of her choice hotspots. Honestly? That damned area didn't seem like a freakin' tourist hotspot to me! But whatever, it was a start. I'll start outside and then search deeper within the inner circle if she wasn't there. I took Izayoi and my Mongol Bow and set out, ready for action.
***
I stopped by the Terminal again and sighed as I ventured through, taking my safe route, and noticing that there wasn't anyone unusual around. Did she really come through here...? No matter. I would continue searching. I arrived outside and sighed as I saw the purple haze overlook the landscape. Every time I saw it, I would grow sad and realize that this was probably the graveyard of my parents. I still, deep down inside, wanted to know what happened to them. But Chidori's plea and presence reminded me that I needed to treasure what was alive, what was living, and to stop clinging to something that was probably dead. I would find my answers along the way. Finding the larger truth. Letting go. Letting go of the shreds of the past.
I continued my exploration, laying low and with my bow out, scouring the area, looking through the open ruins of buildings. I sighed, but I soon covered my mouth and ceased my breathing for a moment when I realized I might have seen a strangely lithe figure around the area, but I wasn't sure; it was too far from me. I soon attempted to stalk in pursuit of the figure quietly... Couldn't tell if that person was doing anythng, but I started to get closer. It felt like I was a predator again. I hated that feeling. Made me feel dirty and creepy.