Was this the place?

Well, it must have been, the sign was clearly marked, and for an experiment-- one that must have cost a hefty price to run, the place seemed to be sinisterly under-done. Merely a few feet infront of her was an ebony haired individual, perhaps the tallest man she had ever seen in her life. He was offering some type of sweet confectionery, to the girl who... seemed to be escaping. Though outwardly, such a thing did not seem to phase the girl in any way shape or form, inwardly, was another matter, however. Her eyes didn't leave the poor lass for quite some-time.

Where did she think she was going?

Pink strands sa-shayed in the form of two long pony-tails, perhaps impractically so, but then, hair dye and 'large' hairstyles were often one way to get attention, unwanted or otherwise. Gingerly did her footsteps lead her further into the Hall of which layout seemed to have been inspired by a school assembly lay-out-- particularly the chairs. She half expected a desk with a tray for crayons, but perhaps that was pushing the budget too much. [b]"Hey..."[/b] What a strange turn out-- of course her eyes lingered on the 'hedonistic' entertainer with something very akin to horror. What WAS he wearing? Infact, was she even in the right place? [i]'How disgusting...'[/i]

[b]"Are you all taking part in this too, I assume? I'm Mika, but you call me Mimi... did I miss anything?"[/b] What if everyone else was at an advantage? Something about that didn't sit well with Mika. They were ahead of the game... they had the upper-hand, at what, who knew, but it was how the lass felt when cheerful eyes scanned the faces. Lingering upon each one more than what would maybe have been considered normal behind the glass veil of her spectacles. Brown depth's narrowed slightly. They all looked interesting.