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001 ~*~ This isn't Gensokyo...
Mar. 12th, 2011 02:17 am[ She wasn't home anymore.
She was in a home; though not for long. Meiling's first response after her initial bit of flailing was to step outside. Pinching herself didn't work. Slapping herself didn't work. Fresh air would help! Meiling had been trying to focus on how she got here, when she didn't recall crossing any borders--
The border. Of course! How could she be so stupid? That must be how she came to be here, in the outside world. All she had to do was figure out where she needed to cross, and then she would be back home--
Except she... can't fly. She can't sense much of her powers at all. Panic began to set in. What was hampering her performance? Is this some trick by-- No, it can't be him. Not again! She was victorious, and this was far too... subtle to be his doing. She had to concentrate.
Anyone who walks past 340 Brady Lane will see Meiling, dressed simply in the local fashion (because she wasn't going to step outside in what few clothes she woke up in...) and meditating on the front lawn....she may or may not have dozed off in that relaxed position. ]
She was in a home; though not for long. Meiling's first response after her initial bit of flailing was to step outside. Pinching herself didn't work. Slapping herself didn't work. Fresh air would help! Meiling had been trying to focus on how she got here, when she didn't recall crossing any borders--
The border. Of course! How could she be so stupid? That must be how she came to be here, in the outside world. All she had to do was figure out where she needed to cross, and then she would be back home--
Except she... can't fly. She can't sense much of her powers at all. Panic began to set in. What was hampering her performance? Is this some trick by-- No, it can't be him. Not again! She was victorious, and this was far too... subtle to be his doing. She had to concentrate.
Anyone who walks past 340 Brady Lane will see Meiling, dressed simply in the local fashion (because she wasn't going to step outside in what few clothes she woke up in...) and meditating on the front lawn.
