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Who: Mitsuya, open to NON-magical characters
What: A little trip on the subway. Should be harmless enough, right?
Where: Outside the other subway entrance nearest Ryuseki.
When: After school on a Saturday.

The most unusual thing about where Mitsuya had stopped, digging through her bag with a puzzled frown, was Mitsuya herself.

Granted, one could say that about a lot of places, but the contrast was even greater than usual. This particular spot was almost aggressively normal to any observers, in fact, in a way that practically screamed "nothing to see here, shouldn't you be moving along, you've got better things to do than look at this clearly perfectly average location".

Mitsuya, meanwhile, with her peculiarly-colored hair in the elaborate plaits she'd put it in this morning, her formerly-regulation Ryuseki skirt with all its patches and additions in a myriad of colors and materials, and the peculiar-looking--walking stick? But surely it was too long for that, being almost taller than she was--that she was cradling in the crook of her elbow, looked like she belonged on the Scarlet Road, or in some fantasy manga.

But, as usual, she paid no particular heed to the funny looks she was getting, being too focused at the moment on hunting for the pass for the youkai subway that had somehow escaped her bag and, unbeknownst to her, was happily skittering away along the sidewalk in the strong breeze that had caught it up.

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Satomi always took the subway commuting to and from school. She was on her way to the station when the wind blew something into her path. It stopped its skittering when it hit her shoe. She bent down to pick it up then took a moment to inspect it. It looked like a subway pass but the design looked slightly different than her own. Had the company redesigned the passes since she'd gotten hers?

She looked around for the owner, spotting Mitsuya up ahead with a staff.

Senpai's so exotic, Satomi thought, smiling to herself. If one were to look at the girl, they'd notice her looking somewhat starry-eyed.

"Um, Araragi-senpai, I think you dropped this," Satomi called out to the older girl, gently waving the pass at her.

"Ah, Izumi-san! Your timing is impeccable." Mitsuya took the pass with both hands, and with a bow and smile that were full of gratitude and relief. "You've saved me more trouble than you know. Thank you." For a moment, she wondered what would happen if she went down without it. Would she have to fight the attendant for a new one? From what she'd seen of youkai society, it wouldn't surprise her. At least this time, she was prepared if something happened.

Ah, yes, and as for Satomi... Fortuitous indeed. She tilted her head slightly, giving the younger girl a curious look. "Are you, perchance, available this evening?"

"I am, actually. Why do you ask?"

To her credit, her outer calm didn't betray any heartbeat skipping on Satomi's part but she did coyly lower her gaze. Even if she did have plans, she probably would have dropped them anyway. Something told Satomi that any time spent with her senpai promised some level of excitement.

Mitsuya smiled and lightly pressed her fingertips to her lips, the hint of mystery in her gaze completing the fantastical, enigmatic image she'd so carefully crafted.

"I think," she said, lifting the staff to point it in the direction of the Perfectly Ordinary Spot, "it may be simpler for me to show you..."

And with that, just for Satomi, the veil lifted from the youkai subway.

And just like that, the subway Satomi took everyday changed into something beyond extraordinary.

Of all the oddities suddenly on display, the one her mind latched onto and wouldn't let go of was the rather mundane detail that the dimensions of the station were different now. It had widened a few meters on each side and in addition to the shuffle of humans in and out of the station were other creatures. Creatures she had wished with all her heart were more than make-believe but never dared to hope actually existed.

Satomi's mouth hung open and she stared at the youkai subway in shock. To anyone passing by, she would look utterly dumbfounded by the subway entrance. Her purse slipped off her shoulder unnoticed and fell onto the pavement.

Edited 2013-04-12 01:58 (UTC)

Noel had been hurrying away from the bench. It was better to get away from that spot for now, or so he thought. The young man had hurried down the street and towards the subway hoping for a chance to maybe get his bearings. There had been no reply to the tweet he'd sent off in the hopes that maybe someone would see it, so far there was no luck. He sighed as he pocketed the phone and walked along looking at a normal everyday subway. There were people coming and going as they normally would but one sight suprised him. Two girls were standing around near the entrance and one had a dumbfounded look on her face, her purse crumpled on the pavement as she stared.

Noel figured it was just better to walk away, but the fact that the purse was laying there bothered him, so he walked over to her carefully and picked it up tapping the girl on her shoulder.

"Excuse me miss you dropped this," he said in a soft tone, not even seeing the changes of the subway that Satomi was.

Satomi blinked. As she'd thought, the youkai subway was still there. The arrival of a soft male voice close by pierced her reverie and she snapped back to... well, it was still reality. The mundane world, then. She realized her purse was gone and looked around herself frantically for it.

Oh, right. A boy was talking to her. She should answer him. When she finally looked toward the source of the voice, she blushed suddenly. She must have dropped it and he was giving it back to her.

"Oh! Thank you," she blurted out a little more loudly than necessary to the boy she didn't know. She took it from him and slipped it back onto her shoulder. Could he see the subway, too? If he could, he was faking a lot better than she was at the moment.

Mitsuya's grin was that of the cat who'd caught the canary. Seeing the look on someone's face the first time they looked beyond the ordinary and into the extraordinary--there was no way it could ever get old. Even as she turned to offer her thanks to the boy (she didn't recognize his face; was he a Ryuseki student?) who had taken care of her companion's purse, she could only think that there was no way she'd regret this decision.

But behind her, within the subway itself, were a great many reasons she would soon have to change her mind.

That's when the crocodile in a security uniform showed up.

"Awoogah, awoogah," he said, in a manner of an onomatopoeia. He was coming out from the distance, trotting over until he caught up with the group-- as slowly as his little legs could take him.

Where did he come from? What did he want? Why didn't he make noise otherwise? Those were questions for another day, but there he was, right in front of everyone, putting his tiny hands on his hips.

"Alright, humans. What's going on here? Who did the THING?" he asked, in a particularly high pitched voice, big eyes trying to focus on them, though his pupils were, by biology, pointed in very different directions.

"Uh you're welcome," Noel said in a polite tone of voice. Girls always made him a bit nervous, although these two looked calm and normal, except for the look on the one. He smiled slightly not sure what to add to that, except, "Are you okay?"

He looked between the two women and paused. Was he missing something, he shifted some on his foot with his bag. "Uh I hate to bother you, but..um, do either of you know how to get to the high school from here? I just got to town and my contact sort of didn't give me good directions to her house, other then, 'it's near the high school.'"

Never in her life had Satomi looked as rattled as she did now. If possible, her eyes seemed to grow even wider as the approaching security guard caught her full attention, much to the misfortune of the young man asking her questions at that moment. Her gaze was completely glued to the subway entrance as she continued her imitation of a deer frozen in headlights. She still couldn't quite find her voice but one confused thought remained at the forefront of her mind.

Senpai?

Noel gazed at her then the coming guard who looked normal to him. He wrinkled his nose, wht was this girl's issue. One minute she's talking the next she staring blankly at a guard coming. He sighed and crossed his arms, hoping for answers now.

To her credit, Mitsuya only let her dismay show the slightest bit, the falling of her face only noticeable to those who had seen her glee a moment ago. Now that she thought about it, it did make sense that the youkai would be less than appreciative of their secret being revealed to strangers, even with the best of intentions. After all, she'd intended to initiate Satomi when she could...

Oh well. After a curious sidelong glance at Noel, to see whether he'd noticed anything truly amiss, she turned back to the guard. schooling her expression into one of proper solicitousness. "Is something the matter, sir?"

Edited 2013-04-13 04:09 (UTC)

The sound of Mitsuya's voice managed to coax Satomi out of the stupor she'd entered after the reveal. Right, boy asking for directions. She really should answer him before she made herself out to be any more of a weirdo than she already had. After Mitsuya turned to handle the guard, she turned back to the boy. She knew when she was out of her depth and her senpai obviously knew far more about this place. Satomi could handle people, especially of the opposite gender.

"Oh, sorry, I thought I saw someone I knew."

The lie flowed easily off her lips and her expression changed from one of shock to a mixture of contrition and dismay. She lowered her gaze to seem as if she were suddenly bummed out about something. With any luck, she'd be able to diffuse things on this side while Mitsuya handled the guard.

"Which high school are you looking for? I may be able to guide you there," she said in a somewhat strained tone, giving Noel her seemingly undivided attention.

The guard clenched his jaws, gnawing in frustration.
Keep in mind, gnawing and baring your teeth is already an intense, if awkward, display of rage, but on a crocodile it gains a whole new level of menace.

"Don't you play dumb with me! You broke the illusion! Why would you do that?!" he demanded. "You must think about other people. How would you like it if someone went and revealed secrets of life to you?! What if I just up and came up and I was like 'Sanity is an island, and beyond it, lies knowledge and madness' Hm? HMMM?!"

He held up his small hands, clutching thin air.

"The youkai subway is a secret! Exposing us endangers us all! Specially you-- Now, WHO SAW?!" he said, turning to Satomi and Noel. "You saw, didn't you? BOTH of you!" he continued, unaware of Mitsuya's limited target. "Gonna have to go all polite brutality mode on you!"

Edited 2013-04-13 14:59 (UTC)

Unbeknownst to him, the poor crocodile had picked a terrible example for the 'knowledge and madness' bit, but that was besides the point. Clasping her hands around the staff behind her back, Mitsuya nodded along with the proper concern--right up until the guard started accusing the poor innocent bystander who seemed to have no idea what was going on, and was in fact asking for directions.

"To be honest with you, the boy happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, but in for a penny..." With a look behind her, a smile, and a wave of her hand, the veil was lifted from Noel's eyes as well. "No need to worry," she said to the pair, sounding utterly matter-of-fact about something that to them would seem insane. 'Knowledge and madness' indeed. "The situation is under control. Do help the poor boy out, Izumi-san."

The crocodile was horrified. He would've clasped his mouth with both arms, but they weren't long enough to reach.

"How DARE you!" he told her. "That's it... I wanted to be good, but--"

He tried reaching for the police stick on his belt... but it was too down below as well, leaving him grunting in frustration. "Nghh... nghhhh... nghhh!"

If the Crocodile was horrified then Noel was terrified, and he nearly fell down in the process. His eyes shifted back and forth between it and Mitsuya. "W...what the he...hell is that?!"

He reached up and grasped the cross around his neck, muttering a quiet prayer to himself as he stared at the creature. His eyes went to Mitsuya and then to Satomi, "You see that right? I'm not going crazy you see that ...that...thing right?" When he glanced at Mitsuya again he shivered some, "How are you doing that? This is a joke, first the larping guy, now this..."

Well, so much for the 'I saw my ex-boyfriend after we had a bad breakup' ploy.

Judging from the boy's reaction and her senpai's words, she wasn't alone in having a whole new world just revealed to her so there was no more use for that act. The boy's shock and panic gave her the push she needed to regain the rest of her composure. If there was one thing Satomi did well, it was keeping a cool head during a crisis.

"I see it and it sees you, too, so please calm down before someone gets hurt," she instructed politely in a calm voice that seemed to exude authority, taking his hand in both of hers.

Edited 2013-04-15 21:58 (UTC)

"Thing? It?" the youkai hollered. His hands could at least reach the chest, and did as he clutched his shirt in scandal. "Not only are you punks law-breaking rebels who don't play by the rules, but you're personists too? Didn't your parents tell you not to refer to anyone as a thing?!"

He drew back, scandal giving way to a sort of nervous, unsteady anger. "T-That's it! I'm bringing you down!" he said, holding both hands up-- moisture in the air concentrating around them as balls of water.

BATTLE TIME

Mitsuya was beginning to understand youkai society--certainly enough so not to consider what would almost certainly be a vain protest. She simply smiled and spread her arms, signalling to Satomi and Noel to keep back behind her, as a soft breeze began to kick up around her, rustling their hair while leaving the trees nearby untouched.

"If you'd like to try."

"Please think about your place in society and accept your injury, miss!"

The crocodile flung the water from his hands, like a water balloon without the balloon, straight towards Mitsuya's face. (Roll 5)

Even in this situation, Satomi couldn't resist a small smile of amusement at her senpai's theatrics. Flair, indeed.

Deciding this would be an excellent opportunity to exit stage left, she gave Noel's hands a slight squeeze.

"We should go. We'll just get in the way. Araragi-senpai knows what she's doing. She can handle this."

(Defense roll 5, 0 damage.)

Splut.

The effect is not unlike a pie in the face, leaving Mitsuya's hair dripping, face soaked, and dramatic pose ruined, but leaving her otherwise unharmed.

She shook the droplets out of her eyes as best she could, and swung the staff before her to take aim, feeling her magic channeling through it and its through her as she let loose a blast of wind at the guard.

Who was currently between Mitsuya and an awfully long flight of stairs down.

(Roll = 4)

Edited 2013-04-17 19:24 (UTC)

Mitsuya didn't do much but a small blunt-force impact to the creature-- like a shove, or a push. Which, combined with stairs only equals sad times.

"Wo-WOAH, WOAH!!!" the crocodile shouted as he fell down, rolling down the stairs, landing at the bottom with a particularly loud and almost cartoonish sound.

A moment into it, after some pained writhing, he got up on his feet, growling as he tried to start climbing back up. "Stupid short legs, ooohhh, stupid, stupid, stupid...!"

That splut was somewhat worrisome but the crocodile had taken a distinctly graceless tumble down the stairs. This was their chance to escape. Satomi released her grip on Noel's hands, turning her full attention back to Mitsuya. She stepped away from the flabbergasted boy and approached Mitsuya careful to remain behind her.

"Senpai, we should run before he returns," she called out softly. "This is our chance."

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