[center][h2]Fubuki Sayaka[/h2][h3]???
22/7/2015, Thursday[/h3][/center]
Finding herself in the strange, blue room, Fubuki rubbed her eyes, quietly hoping the blue would become less intense. No such thing happened however, and she soon returned to observing the room. The first thing she noticed was the numeral, she knew it said sixteen, but she was having a hard time thinking of why she'd be asssigned this number, especially when she saw another person all the way over at... some lower number, it was too dark to read it clearly.

As she rested her hand on her brow instinctively, which usually helped to see further ahead as it blocked out the sun, she still found herself unable to see the number. Of course it wouldn't have worked, the problem wasn't light after all. She did notice, however, that she was wearing a long blue glove. Looking herself over, she found out she was wearing a completely blue outfit. Slightly disturbed for being in an unfamiliar room in unfamiliar clothing, Fubuki soon found her thoughts interrupted by a voice.

[color=royalblue]"Welcome, to the Velvet Room"[/color]

Looking away from her outfit, towards the location the voice had come from, Fubuki saw an odd little man. His long nose and glaring eyes were slightly worrying, but before she'd given much thought to the man's appearance he started doing some introductions.

[color=royalblue]"This is a room that exists between dream and reality, mind, and matter. I am Igor, the host to this room, and this here is Henrietta"[/color]

...[i]Between dream and reality?[/i] Fubuki pondered the words for a moment. She'd thought the man would clear things up by speaking, rather than make things even stranger as they were already. As Igor introduced Henrietta, Fubuki found herself ever so grateful, the woman was a more pleasant sight to behold than Igor himself, after all. Fubuki only paid half attention as Igor turned to tarot card readings with Samuru, still determined to figure out just what was going on here. She was once more forced to attention as Igor directly looked at her and drew another card.

[color=royalblue]"And you, the Tower. Often the Tower is the sign of forecoming doom and downfall as a result of one's own hubris, however it seems you have narrowly avoided such a fate. A fortunate turn of events wouldn't you say?"[/color]

When Igor mentioned doom and downfall, Fubuki was ready to interject, claiming she'd be fine like she always was. Before she'd uttered the words, however, Igor already went on claiming she'd already avoided this, and how that was so funrtunate. Fubuki herself however, had barely any clue what he was going on about, so she just smiled awkwardly, nodded and agreed. Next, Igor gestured to Henrietta and she gave Fubuki some sort of key.

[color=royalblue]"With these keys, you can revisit this room whenever you like... Now, normally I would dismiss you both immediately after you have received it, but now that all guests have arrived..."[/color]

[center][h2]Fubuki Sayaka[/h2][h3]The Velvet Room
22/7/2015, Thursday[/h3][/center]
As the room brightened, Fubuki couldn't help but cover her eyes. A moment later, after her eyes had adjusted, she found that a lot more people were in the room, people, and a bird. The bird actually looked sort of cute wearing its blue outfit, though it was hard to deny it did make him look a bit silly. Looking around, Fubuki realized she didn't know most of these people. She was glad to see the young man from before, though she didn't know his name, at least she recognized him. He nodded at her, but like with so many things here, she had no clue why. Deciding to at least try to get along for now, she smiled and waved at him. She considered speaking, but the people around her were all silent, as if expecting something. Glancing over everyone, she resigned, deciding not to break the deafening silence left after Igor's words.