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[rose_liberated]

[High above the campus, there is a conspicuously located balcony from which you may look out upon the world and marvel at how everyobody looks like ants. Or last week, marvel at how everybody was running from the Zombies. Today, however, is Zombie-free. And Rozalin is going to enjoy this Zombie-free day with a little libation. That is to say, she has a bottle of wine, a table, a chair, and is all set up to sip her Merderlot (a very famous netherworld varietal of grape and all wines pressed from it) in peace and harmony.

This might be the ideal time to bother her with pointless and annoying blather. Or you can join her in a celebration of the victory of good taste and hygiene over the unwashed masses.]

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[mooned_hime]

[And Kaguya is floating up to the balcony, a small entourage of rabbits following with a chair]

You seem to be in high spirits this day. Would you mind some company?

[rose_liberated]

Any day when patience and good sense win out over stupidity and misguided activism is a day for high spirits. By all means, there is room enough at the table for two. And I have barely begun to make a dent in the bottle.

[mooned_hime]

Hmhm, nothing quite like celebrating of the ending of an Incident~

[The rabbits set up the chair at the table, and Kaguya takes a seat]

I'm afraid I have never heard of 'Merderlot', however. In Gensokyo, we mostly had tea and sake.

[rose_liberated]

You sound as if you are used to such things.

A netherworld wine, though in this case the vinyard is of some note. Not the absolute best, but good enough for a little victory like this.

Tea and sake then? It sounds like my surviving family's ideas of entertaining.

[mooned_hime]

I suppose you could call it an annual event of sorts, though it really all depended on when a group does something that attracted the attention of the shrine maiden.

Wine, hm? I do believe I have some Lunarian wine in the bank. Perhaps we can have that for another occasion.

You have other family besides your... 'father'?

[rose_liberated]

Good attention, or bad attention? Because from the sound of it, you have a shrine maiden who is either disruptive or beating on the head those who are.

Ahh. It would be hard to replace such a vintage, so only for the most special of occasions.

My mother's clan, yes. She was murdered along with most of them when I was very young. I was raised apart from them, but they have been good to me, for all their poverty and destitution. There are only three of us left, and none of us certain how close we are to each other.

[mooned_hime]

The shrine maiden generally is the one that solves incidents, by attacking everybody who may be connected to it until she finds the right people. She's quite the character.

I'm sorry to hear that. I have grown quite distant from those related to me by blood myself, but I have come to consider those that lived with me in Gensokyo as family. Do you have anybody like that?

[mangohexen]

It's a perfect backdrop.

Watching the masses and peons as you turn your nose at them. Plotting revenge for that obnoxious vampire that won't stand down. Perfect, isn't it?

[Cuz Malga loves them doujins.]

[rose_liberated]

Turn my nose up at the suffering and the plight of the common folk? I never would dare? At their odor? In a heartbeat.

[Hey, Malga, how are you at reading the atmosphere right now?]

[mangohexen]

Ohhh... I should know better than to look at the world in black and white. That could be a new angle, too.

[For the most part, pretty good at atmosphere reading, but how well she'll react to it...]

[rose_liberated]

Yes, well, your writing certainly had better not reflect any more angles, are we clear?

[mangohexen]

What do you mean by that? What's wrong with my writing?

[rose_liberated]

[Rozalin retrieves the doujin from hammerspace. Some of the ink has run and the pages are a bit foxed already from the low print quality...but that just makes what it is even more instantly obvious.]

Libel for one thing! Not only do you paint a totally inaccurate portrait of my personality, but to do so for a work this borderline pornographic? I shall not stand for this insult to my person.

[Is it just me or is there frost on the glass she's holding now?]

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

You have achieved a picturesque setting! May I suggest some food to go along with your drink?

[Champloo has appeared out of nowhere, using his power to appear out of nowhere when it's dramatically appropriate!]

[rose_liberated]

[Momentarily startled, Rozalin nearly spills her drink, but manages to save it and her grace by not spreading her wings and knocking herself on her face.]

Ahh! Don't do that! You are worse than a ninja, I swear...

But I suppose if you have come to make a dining suggestion, I will listen.

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

As one damned to speak for ingredients that can't talk back, I must appear where I am needed! And you are in need, boom!

[In a flurry of Kitchen Fist majesty, the chef sets out a sandwich platter. Watercress, with lightly-oil-soaked cucumbers.]

[rose_liberated]

[Rozalin examines the platter with a East European Judge's eye. Which is to say, harshly.]

Basic, if competent presentation. A classical preparation, though not one I have greatly loved in the past.

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

Hyahya, I expected your standards to be high. Are you familiar with the Kitchen Fist style of cooking?

[rose_liberated]

Not directly-though I know you by reputation.

[A delicate hand selects a delicate sandwitch, so that a delicate nose may daintilly sniff at it. Rozalin is going whole hog with her entire 'poor little rich girl' routine.]

[beryls_lackey]

[A purple blur flies up past the balcony, and then lands gracefully on it. Kyoko bows her head towards Rozalin.

Hello Miss Rozalin. Are you enjoying yourself?

[rose_liberated]

Oh yes, splendidly. Incidentally, how high up would you say that jump was just now?

[beryls_lackey]

Hmmm, perhaps about 200 feet. I made sure to equip 3 pairs of shoes.

[rose_liberated]

Well yes, of course. Still, not an insubstantial leap. Have you been training seriously lately, I don't recall having seen you so casual about such things before.

[beryls_lackey]

Well, I have to keep myself in top shape to best serve My Lady. She is not as agile as I am, so I need to be able to pick up the trash on top of the tallest pillars.

[rose_liberated]

Now that is a most mysterious form of littering. Certainly, it is highly inconvenient and bizarre, the best traditions of Honor student behavior, yes?

But at the same time, to put so much effort forth in the pursuit of it is...almost delinquent.