Rubbing her forehead irritably, Rika straightened and blinked a few times. Everyone was looking at her. Well, that wasn't too surprising, given that she was a snake from the thighs down. But that didn't mean some of the other people here didn't seem a bit... weird. Was that a kitsune? And an elf? What was with this place? Why was everyone fantasy creatures?! Why was [i]she[/i] a fantasy creature? ... Why were all the guys [i]not[/i] fantasy creatures?! She could feel the tip of her tail twitching unconsciously in agitation. Jeez, first she was freaked out and now she was annoyed.. why did everyone else get to keep their legs and the ability to wear underwear!? At least the skirt wasn't short like some kind of perverted fanservice anime character or something. The absurdity of the situation was so great that it was almost impossible to register. It was ridiculous that she was thankful for having decent clothing when she was half snake, and yet she acknowledged that, indeed, that was exactly how she felt.

It seemed like everyone here spoke Japanese, at least. One time she'd tried to help a foreigner with directions and got incredibly fed up with him. No matter how simple she made things seem, including trying to use English, he just didn't seem to get it and got increasingly annoyed at her. It was the last time she offered to help someone like that, and thankfully that didn't seem to be the case here. Small favors, at least. When she was a damn naga.

Now she just had to stay calm and not turn into a wreck when she spoke. She was doing well so far.

"... I'm... I'm Kobayashi Rika," she began, her voice wavering as her nerves rose. She just needed to not flip out. That was all. Don't scream, stay calm, don't-

[i]What the hell was that guy eating?![/i] How didn't she notice that before? Now the awful smell seemed to permeate everything, gah! It was even worse then the time her father had found a dead fox when they were camping, and that had been sitting out there for days! Clapping her hands over her nose, she couldn't help herself.

"What are you doing!?" she cried, shock, annoyance, and disgust forcing out fear, "Why are you eating that?! That's disgusting! You're going to get food poisoning or worse, you idiot!"