[she is on the move to where she believes is the correct way to her café. it's hard to distinguish which direction is which when the buildings are becoming disorient, and littered with arrows going the opposite way of themselves.
still, the bluenette casts quick gazes over her surroundings, the pistol tight in her grip while side-stepping from one cobblestone to the next. don't step on the third stone, the voices say. she isn't sure why that is, but... one can never be too careful. this world comes with traps, and despite being a genius of setting them, time is running too fast for her to investigate each one. so haruhi will notice her hopping along, waving her gun between the west and east of her, muttering something that's incoherent to hear due to the distance.]
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still, the bluenette casts quick gazes over her surroundings, the pistol tight in her grip while side-stepping from one cobblestone to the next. don't step on the third stone, the voices say. she isn't sure why that is, but... one can never be too careful. this world comes with traps, and despite being a genius of setting them, time is running too fast for her to investigate each one. so haruhi will notice her hopping along, waving her gun between the west and east of her, muttering something that's incoherent to hear due to the distance.]