[color=c41c10][h1][b][center]Reimu Hakurei ~ CODE:SHAMAN[/center][/b][/h1][/color]

One minute, preparing for warfare.

The next... who can say?

[i]'Joker's Funland,'[/i] the sign says, but that hardly answers any questions. She was already long standing as others may begin to rise, idly taking a look around the immediate area while waiting for the one familiar face to wake up... and the other ones, should they know more than she does.

Her skirt idly sways in the faint breeze as she turns her head away from the sign upon hearing voices. [color=c41c10]"Anyone want to explain to me what's going on here? I'm meant to be a little busy right now." [/color]She remarks with a near disinterested tone in her voice. Whatever this is, it's not the Lunar Capital's M.O., which means it shouldn't be her problem in the first place. Being kidnapped and tossed in with all these strange looking people without her even [i]knowing[/i] is a sign of trouble, alright, but it's a pain she really doesn't feel like dealing with. Not when there's so much at stake.

She pauses for a moment, then, and shakes her head as she approaches the one person she does recognise among the crowd. [color=c41c10]"...Right. You can just call me Shaman for now."[/color]

Whatever the story here is, she doesn't plan to deal with it alone, and lightly crouches to give her companion a little shake. [color=c41c10]"Oi, Enchanter. We've got... trouble or something. Time to get up."[/color]

Whoever this girl is, she certainly doesn't seem to have much patience in her.