008 ~*~ At least she can't drink and fly...

[not_so_great_wall]

[ Action : Olney's Tavern : Open ]
[ If you're a regular at the bar, you might notice a new sigth in one of the stools. A tall red-haired Chinese woman in a plain green dress is making herself right at home, even if the drone workers don't particularly care about serving her anything other than weak, fruity, feminine drinks.

That doesn't mean she hasn't been trying to sweet-talk them into it for the better part of an hour. And by sweet-talk, I mean whining pitifully because she really doesn't want to get thrown out for taking matters into her own hands. ] --c'mo~on. Can't you just pour me something a little stronger? I'm going to need a whole lot more than this. [ She remarks, fingernail grazing the edge of the colorful cocktail glass. ]

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[ Action : Around Town : Open ]
[ Later, no matter how much she had to work at it, she managed to get herself sufficiently smashed (for a short while, at least)! You can encounter her:

1) Wandering the neighborhood, humming some old tune to herself as she sways.
2) Attempting to enter your home and not realizing why her stupid key isn't working...
3) Napping on your front lawn. ]

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Action (3)

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

[Balin's stepping out onto the front porch, armed with the Colt .45 that RED Sniper let him borrow, a folded chair, and a gun cleaning kit; he's planning on doing some routine maintenance on it ... and he doesn't initially see Meiling sleeping on the lawn.]

[Not until he's set the chair down on the lawn, put the gun cleaning kit down, and then looked up to see the redhead snoring away.]

... What'a hell?

[Action - 3]

[thirdeyeclosed.livejournal.com]

[Hey Meiling, there is a little girl leaning over you as you nap on the front lawn of what should be a familiar house, staring at you with all three eyes. That's right, three!

Koishi tilts her head, watching her sleep. She's waiting for her to wake up, but she's not gunna force her to. Not yet, at least.]

Tavern

[thisw0rldismine.livejournal.com]

Hi~, sorry about that. What can I get you?

Action (1)

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

[Oh hey, it's Meiling. And she's fun to talk to because she's honest, unlike other Touhous out there. So Shiki gives a wave.]

Hey, Meiling.

Action: Olney's Tavern

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[Orders a bottle of whiskey, two glasses and nudges her.

Points over to the table.]

Don't bother with drones, you're better off just making friends.

Action (2)

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Marisa hasn't been seen for over a week now. Not even a hint of her since a few days after that phone call about the dead drone. She wouldn't have bothered with this, except the sound of that key constantly trying to open the door has grated on her nerves and the whispers from her curse refused to let her keep ignoring it.

But no... no, she couldn't just answer the door. Instead, she pokes her head out her window - the glass in it broke days ago - to call down.]

Go home.

[Her voice is raspy and strained, dark circles under her eyes and she's very pale. Almost like she's sick...]

action; 2; at 1647 Albright Lane

[perfectandelegant]

[Okay, it's about 2 AM, and there has been noise at the front door for about ten minutes. Sakuya sighs, throws on her robe, and walks to the door...oh god. There is only one explanation for this, and she doesn't even need to smell the booze on Meiling's breath to figure it out.]

...you're drunk and on my doorstep at 2 AM. What is this nonsense about?

Action 3

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

[ A huge armor clad figure stares down at the red-haired person on his lawn. He clears his throat pointedly. ]

Is there something I can help you with, mamzel?

3 - on the lawn

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

[She looks nice with the flowers. . . ]

2!

[isolationbox.livejournal.com]

[...Why is she right outside his house.]

...U-urm.