Such misfortune.

There was barely anyone she knew aside from Yamada over there. Hopefully the lecturer won't try to make them do group work or something.

The professor didn't seem to thrilled to be in the class though. Come to think of it, she didn't even know why she was in this class. Special geography lessons? On field experience? To be honest that does sound interesting; certainly a fresh breath of air from the usual routine of their usual classes. It was just the professor didn't look fit to teach; he looked hungover and visibly apathetic to the students' needs or feelings.

The mention of the transfer student was, at best, mildly interesting. She could barely remember the names of her fellow students in this class, with the exception of Yamada, and another unknown person was hardly of interest. Besides, it was not as if people swarmed to her for something or other.

[b][color=82ca9d]-Noon-[/color][/b]

Once again, she was grateful that the school allowed them to don the opposite sex's uniform, especially since they were trekking around in the forest of all things. True it made her look more boyish than usual, and she would be oftentimes be mistaken for male, but it allowed her to move freely, without fearing someone might catch a look up her skirt. That and there was less places for mosquitoes to bite her. 

Natsuki kinda wished she didn't have to lug around this heavy thing around, since the lesson itself wasn't at all that bad.

[color=fff79a]"Class! Look at this! This is one of the strange geographical phenomena I was talking about!"[/color]

It seemed that Ms. Sasaki had already found something of interest. Well, the perfectness of it was certainly interesting, as well as the odd location, but calling it a geographical phenomena? No, it was a bit too perfectly rounded for that, with oddly smooth sides going straight down. If anything, that hole was artificially made. Not that she was going to be the one who said that of course. Natsuki turned around, looking for Yamada, before hearing the transfer student's voice.

Her mind went blank at the sight, some strange thing was pulling the teacher into the hole. Reacting to the sight, her hand reach out to help the transfer student, before everything went blank.

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Natsuki found herself on her back, staring blankly at a black and white sky.

She could vaguely hear the transfer student's voice calling them to look at something. Whatever it was, it looked like a blob of shadow carrying away their teacher. Staring blankly at the strange sky again, she tried vainly to make sense of the events that had just transpired. 

[i]Huh.[/i]

Once again, the voice of the transfer student came to her ears, this time suggesting they find weapons of some sort. As if in a dream, she sat up, taking in the unfamiliar familiar sight that was the strange Lower Downtown district lookalike. Her hand brushed against a piece of wood, which, upon closer inspection, seemed to be an old broom with the end so bedraggled it looked ready to disintegrate at any moment. [i]Oh, that's right. Weapons.[/i]

Removing the end, she swung it about a few times to feel its heft. With her long limbs, she could at least monopolize on reach if there ever should be some danger.

Her usual neutral look now had a hint of confusion in it. Where was she? What was the hole in the forest? Everything looked so strange and skewed she was starting to get a headache. Seeking the one familiar element in the whole place, she looked around for Yamada, who seemed to be talking to one of the other students. Well, dealing with strangers was out of her league for the moment; she wasn't really in the mood for making new acquaintances.

Having no idea what to really do now, she simply stood there in place, looking about as she weighted her options.