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Marisa Kirisame MARISA'S HOUSE.

    The inside is a mess as usual. Books and other various texts are piled up here and there, checkerboarded with the occasional alchemical mixture or miscellaneous treasure. There's a very well-definted set of corridors that lead between some of the larger mounds of loot, though- apparently, where Marisa regularly makes her way from one end of the house to the other.

It's actually pretty cozy in here, honestly. If there weren't piles of junk around the joint, it'd almost be pretty homey.

    It is Marisa's home, though, and she knows where pretty much everything is. That's why she doesn't take more than a few seconds to zoom over towards a window to clear a pile from a cushy looking plush couch. This is where she deposits the cat, and begins setting up... countermeasures.

    There's something snoring in here, too. The noise seems to be coming from a remarkably nest-shaped lump of cloth on top of a nearby table. It seems to be a tremendously plump snake.

    The others shouldn't be long. Heck, she brought Alice along, so the puppetteer should probably be around here somewhere, provided she hasn't disappeared into a mound yet. Always a danger, that.
Konoe Kanno      Said cat was remarkably unconscious, therefore, unable to initially witness the glorious mess that was Marisa's house. Still, it wasn't much longer before her eyes slowly fluttered open.

     ".....?" Confused, she slowly rose up and rubbed her eyes. "I don't remember taking a nap..." Konoe muttered to herself, ears twitching at every little sound inadvertently. It took a moment as the gears turned in the girl's head. "...Nap? WAIT A SECOND!" And immediately, she attempted to jump up and draw a flaming ofuda to hold at the ready!

     ...So what were those countermeasures? Because it looked like the cat might start a fire. Intentionally or unintentionally.
Marisa Kirisame What else, but a generous helping of HEMP ROPE. Also small cloth bags full of particular plants. An incense burner is also involved.

As previously established, Kirisame Marisa is kind of a jerk.
Sanae Kochiya     For all of their prestige and culture, the Tengu can be an easily rattled lot. It had taken Sanae quite some time, after she had followed some of the guards back to the city, to put them at ease again. Regardless, the happenings with that feline shrine maiden meant that any attempts to get everyone to sit down and deal again was a lost cause, and it didn't help that Kanako - no doubt having realized this - had already skipped town. So, yeah. Looks like her evening just became free, after all. While she will feign annoyance about it later, inwardly, she is thankful for this unexpected miracle: It also means she won't have to make excuses to avoid joining in the free-flowing alcohol.

    Descending from the mountain is the next step, though takes a while on its own. Relatively few fairies or small fry youkai are out to prove a point, today, which is always nice. She had little time to play with them today, as her thoughts have already turned to what horrible tortures Marisa must be inflicting upon the fake Reimu. It is quite a vivid imagination, as well, and it doesn't take too much leap with all the dastardly devices that witch and her doll-making friend had come up with to contain a cat youkai. Admittedly, it is less concern for safety, and more that they're going to wear the poor girl out before they can all even figure this all out, and become friends!

    "Hmm," she ponders, as she approaches the edge of the Forest of Magic, taking a route down she doesn't often travel. "You know, I don't often actually come out this way. But, if I remember right..." Marisa's house is still technically a shop, after all, so it is at least vaguely approachable, one would assume, unlike some of the woods' more reclusive figures. The faint buzz of static on the air that accompanies a fiery talismans' magic helps assure the emerald-haired girl that she is in the right place. "Oh no," she laments, "I'm missing the fun!" Homing in, she lands at the door -- but just because she's in a hurry is no excuse for bad manners. Knock knock. "Miss Marisaaa. Miss Alice? Are you home?"
Alice Margatroid     Alice is here, of course, assisting with the Magician's countermeasures in the form of quite a few dolls at the ready that have a vague scent of mint on them. What Alice lacked in actual trap making, her dolls were a fit the bill kind of deal, if she needed something to take care of it, she made a doll. Though, one thing she has been unable to do, create a doll to take care of Marisa's disorginziation habits. Alice, Hourai and Shanghai are there watching over the bag, shaking their heads. "I would wonder where you got a bag that size but I should probably know the answer to that by now, Marisa."

    Alice watches the bag with idle curiosity, the twinge of magic in the air from those ofuda comes to recognition and a sigh, "I think she wants out of her carrying case, Marisa. You almost done?" she questions the magician once more, looking over to the setup, "I, for one, am a bit anxious to see what the kitty miko is up to in that getup..."
Marisa Kirisame     "Well, I kind of need as much space as I can get," Marisa explains to the puppetteer with a cheerful shrug. "You know how it is. The more things I can grab in a single trip, the more convenient it is for me!" Also the less likely she is to get caught. She doesn't say that, though. It's still pretty obvious what she really means.

AND THEN, THE CAT STARTS WAKING UP.

    MArisa slowly grins as Konoe squirms. "Oh calm down. This'll be a lot easier if you just relaxed a bit, you know? I'll even get some tea goin' here, soon!" It's true! Marisa's put a small iron pot on a nearby stove. The flame heating it is... unusually colorful, but that's mostly because she's using the Hakkero to boil water like some kind of heathen to all proper sorcerers everywhere.

But... what /kind/ of tea is she making!?

    Soon, though, there is another arrival! SANAE KOCHIYA, also known as PLAYER FOUR, or in some circles, LUIGI, appears at the witch's door! Marisa scoots over as she blends a fine collection of fragrant herbs together and props the door open with her foot. "Hey, Sanae! Glad you could make it. Cat's on the couch, I'm making tea. Come on in!"
Konoe Kanno      "......!"

     One moment, her face was scrunched up in a tense expression of urgency, the next...

     Well...

     "..Hee hee..." The flaming ofuda she'd drawn was immediately extinguished as she lost focus. The seal fluttered to the floor uselessly and vanished in a small puff of magic particals. A silly little smile founds it's way onto Konoe's face and she slunk back down into the couch, laying as the various fumes did their work.

     If she were in a better state of mind, she'd be flipping out right about now. Thankfully she wasn't. "Tea, tea, teeeeea~" The cat muttered, reaching upwards towards nothing, and grabbing at the air as if she was having some sort of high induced hallucination.

     ...Maybe they used too much.
Sanae Kochiya     With all the mint and herbs and things going on in here, the smells wafting out from Marisa's place are absolutely delightful. It no doubt masks the myriad odors from all the garbage, err, treasure, stacked high everywhere. The contrast strikes Sanae as she accepts the invitation to enter, ducking her head as she makes her way in, half-expecting lots of things to be hanging from the ceiling, given the state of the piles on the floor. Her eyes take all of this in, as she almost seems to freeze up for a moment, after she takes a step inside, letting the door close behind her. She opens her mouth as if to speak the first thing in mind, but, no, it would be rude! "Ah, it's cozy, Miss Marisa. Very cozy." She will opt for a very loosely tied synonym to her first thought. "Hmm, something smells good! What are you cooking in here?"

    For another few moments, she becomes distracted by some of the loot piles. There are things in here she vaguely recognizes. She isn't sure if she should be pleased or disturbed by this fact. Nonetheless, she takes a moment to adjust the blouse seams of her divine robes, to make herself presentable to her fellow guests. "Ah, Miss Alice. Good to see you yet again! I really love the shows you put on for the children of the village." If only more of them were hero shows. Ahem. Her eyes scan past Alice, though, to Marisa's very obvious most recent addition. That is currently, err, somewhat drugged out on the couch. "Is...is she okay? She's acting a little strange," she wonders, slightly under her breath?

    What exactly did they DO to her? She paces on over, and if noone seems to mind, takes a seat there, herself! No need to be a stranger. "Hello, miss fake Reimu! Yes, let's drink tea and become better acquainted." From this close, the scents are really strong - no wonder the cat is like this.
Alice Margatroid     Alice gives a wave, more like a lifted hand, in greeting to Sanae as she comes in, "And good to see you too, Sanae. I will be putting on another show in September, you should come." she comments, moving to lean into a convinent chair. "Cozy for a definition of cozy. But the cat over there seems to be enjoying things now, despite being tied in that bag." she tries to stifle a giggle. "I can assure you we did not give her any sake to drink. Perhaps it's the herbs around the house that are doing it."

    She turns her head towards the fake Reimu, watching the antics, or at least the very chillaxed cat.. "At least we won't have to worry about a danmaku battle in this state. Speaking of, how are the Tengu? Hopefully we didn't bother them TOO much." Shanghai grins, "They seemed to not want us there but since we got the cat, maybe we can call it even with them!"
Marisa Kirisame     "Oh, thanks!" Marisa grins as she leads Sanae inside, setting her latest concoction of herbs aside for future tea-brewing. "Most people just call it messy or disorganized or some other synonym for 'kind of a dump.' I'm glad you can appreciate my highly advanced filing system!" Which implies that she can... find things, in this dump? How?

Is... Is it magic? An ~unknown ability~?

    Whatever the case, Marisa moves back over towards the fragrant nest of mints and other COUNTERMEASURES and gives the cat a... look. She makes a clucking sound with her tongue and records something in a nearby journal. Is she running experiments!? Possibly. She did call her weapons 'anti-cat' after all. Maybe she's building specialized youkai hunting tools!?

    "Maybe we should use less catnip," she mutters, but nods to Alice. "Yeah, at least she's not doing anything destructive! Plus she's kinda cute this way, isn't she?" Marisa... HAZARDS A HEAD-PETTING!? Is this another part of her experiments!? "We were just going to figure out what's up with her," the witch explains to Sanae. "Dunno how much we'll be able to get outta her when she's like this though."
Konoe Kanno      Yes, less catnip would be good. She probably won't be saying much of anything useful like this.

     Marisa's head petting is met with....well, a starkly contrasting reaction to what they've seen of her so far. Konoe rolled over and sat up to face Marisa, purring happily. Her ears twitched upon being touched and her tailed seemed to be curving this way and that randomly.

     "Hehe~" Giggling like a moron, the cat closed her eyes, swaying left and right erratically.

     ...Yep, too much catnip.

     Sanae's greeting was met with a curious look, and then she laughed. "Faaaake Reimu, faaaaaake Reimuuuuu~"
Sanae Kochiya     "I'll look forward to it," comes Sanae's unashamedly enthusiastic response to Alice's promise of another show, soon. Really, the kids of the village are so easily entertained by such things...it's quaint, and refreshing. She was being honest in that she enjoys them, too! She spares another glance at her fellow, cat-eared guest, then gives a soft laugh. "I can understand not wanting her to cause more trouble, but this might be a little much...yes." Then she focuses full forward again, smoothing out the skirt of her divine robes from her seated position, and gives a light shake of her head, "Oh, they'll be all right, once they've had time to settle down. Every little emergency stirs them up for a while, then they go back to their super shogi." And drinking, and tabloid writing. Aya wouldn't let Sanae go earlier until she got some soundbites about the mysterious false miko, and wouldn't take 'lol i dunno' for an answer, even if it was accurate.

    As for Marisa's comments on all of it, it draws a polite laugh, as well. "That's not very nice. Ultimately, a person's home should be what they're comfortable with. If you surround yourself with things that make you happy, that's what's important." It really *is* kind of a mess, though, to the outsider's eye. That what makes Marisa happy is apparently being surrounded by mostly things that belong to other people, is also left unsaid. The miracle of tact. Speaking of miracles, on the topic of too much catnip, Sanae can't help but feel the same. It's even got her own nose wrinkling a bit, and the cat miko is completely out of her mind with it. It's really cute, but doesn't make for very constructive conversation!

    "Ah, well...since it's become like this. If you find it bothersome, I could possibly help." Leaving it open ended, she stands back up, resisting giving Konoe a headpat of her own in the process, navigating the labyrinth of 'researched' and 'to-be-researched' materials, to get to the nearest window. Which, if noone barks disapproval, she will open for ventilation. Behold, MIRACLE. That alone is a pretty weak one, though, so she'll use her wind powers to set a light draft going, to controllably reduce the concentration of the fumes and scents. "There, that should do it," she says, with some satisfaction.
Alice Margatroid     Alice gives a bit of a nod to the confirmation of a miko coming to see her show. "Do have your gods come down too, I don't mind." as she gives the open invite for Kanako and Suwako to join in on Sanae's partaking of the show, a light smile coming to her face as she watches the magician give the neko miko a pet, "Well, I guess with how much she's inhaling, she's going to be pretty docile for a while. I may not even need the dolls..." she looks at the small regiment of dolls who, when Sanae opens the window, take flight out of it and land on the roof, just in case.

    "Give her some tea, it may help her sober up."
Marisa Kirisame     She-- she's PURRING. Marisa's face brightens like... Well, like a little girl petting an itty bitty kitty. "Aaaaa," she almost- ALMOST- squeals in delight, "I wanna keep her like this forever! I can totally make room for a new ca--"

Sanae and Alice are in the room, Marisa.

"Uh." She coughs, even though her hands are still rubbing all over Konoe's fluffy ears. "N-nevermind. I'll... Get the tea."

Wait.

Shit.

    "Yeah, that's probably not going to fly," Marisa laughs nervously. "It's, uh. It's got some silvervine in it. You know, extra precautions." There's a beat of silence as she goes and fishes out a new set of tea leaves. "I'll just... Make a new blend, or something. That should be better, right?"

Plus, Sanae's clearing the air! That'll totally make things better! Probably. Unless it attracts other cats.

Marisa is not ready to deal with an adorable, cuddly Chen. She doubts she'll ever be ready for that.
Konoe Kanno      Konoe's stupidly high cheer slowly dials down after Sanae mercifully opened the window, letting the stagnant air out. Thank god. "Hehe...he....eh?" After a few seconds, the cat's giggling turned into a mildly confused realization. "......." And without bothering to say anything, her face turned bright red. CRAP, THEY GOT HER AGAIN WITH THAT STUFF!

     Now suspicious and on guard, the cat scoot back as if that would actually help anything(Hint: it doesn't). She stared between Marisa, Alice, and Sanae with a deep frown on her face. "...Where am I? And what do you people want?"

     Well...she wasn't immediately attacking. That was a step up.

     They could totally talk now.
Sanae Kochiya     At least everyone seems to be generally agreeable! Once the air is cleared a bit, Sanae seems to breathe a bit easier, herself. Scents are one of those things where it is entirely possible to have too much of a good thing. "Whew! Yes, I'll be sure Lady Suwako and Lady Kanako come, too." It's good to get them out and about when possible, both to keep faith ties in the community and, you know, to keep them from wrecking the shrine grounds yet again with arguments. She also takes a moment to watch the dolls go to remain on sentry duty, with the adoring expression of someone for whom this kind of thing *never* gets old or routine.

    Marisa does get a slightly stern look from the non-cat shrine maiden, though coming from her typical personality it's more of a playful sort, "Miss Marisa, please. She's a youkai, not a pet." Obviously excepting circumstances like Chen and Ran, but their situation is complicated. This girl here, that seems to be somewhat coming to her senses now that the parfum de catnippe is dissipating, is obviously running her own show, and it has made an absolute mess of things. "Ah...you're awake," she says with cheer! "I apologize for my associates here. They were being overly cautious." She reaches to rub the back of her own head, a sheepish gesture as she glances to the side, "As for what we want, well. We just want to talk!" Though admittedly, this continues to be the most unfortunate method by which to gain an audience with the neko miko. Hopefully the tea will be the proper conversational lubricant. She's starting to feel bad about having to constantly rely on cat psychology.
Marisa Kirisame     But relying on feline psychology AND physiology is like, the best thing ever! Marisa needs to reign in her inherent impulse to PET THE KITTY even as she slides out of her drug-induced stupor. But at least this way they can properly question her. Totally worth it, right?

Mnnnyyeeeeh maybe?

    "Heheheh, yeah, sorry about that," Marisa calls from where she's now setting the tea to steep. It's PROBABLY not catnip tea or something silly like that. "I mean, I didn't really want you to burn down my house or anything, so Iiii took precautions!"

    "We were just kind of wondering, though, you know," she makes a little swirly motion in the air with one finger. "What exactly are you doing, causing such a ruckus in our little neck of the woods? I've never heard of an actual Neko Miko in Gensokyo before, sooooo I'm guessin' you're a newcomer?"
Alice Margatroid     Alice is sitting back and watching, sipping on some convinent tea that made its way to her somehow. "And specifically, why are you in what looks to be Reimu's outfit? Just borrowing it or are you trying to play off a fame or something?" she questions a bit... "And that time in the forest... what was that about? It's been a while since I had to chase someone then..."

    Hourai and Shanghai look between each other and move to sit on each side of the Neko Miko, a just in case. Fortunately, they do not smell like catnip.
Konoe Kanno      "......"

     Konoe's expression turned into an intensely annoyed pout as she eyed the three. ...Sanae seemed to be the most reasonable of the bunch here, so she replied to her first. "I guess I can't say no?" She could still faintly smell...countermeasures wafting through the house. It wasn't overpowering like earlier, but...it was enough to make her wary. Might have been dampening her mood too. Or improving it. Either or.

     The youkai miko heaved a sigh and leveled Marisa with a stare. "What am I doing?" She asked, tilting her head in honest confusion. "...I'm a miko." The cat answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "Miko exterminate youkai. What's the big deal?" ...Yep. A newcomer. She didn't specifically answer that question, and her answer was kind of childish. She must have been newly manifested. The signs were all there.

     She then looked at Alice's dolls sitting on either side of her. "......" Curiously, she reached out with an index finger, poking at Shanghai with a red claw. As she did so, she answered again. "Reimu? Are you talking about that Hakurei miko? I've never seen her before in my life." There didn't seem to be any lies in her tone. She frowned a little, recalling the forest incident. "Why are you asking such stupid questions, Doll Creep? I was taking care of a troublesome youkai!"

     ...It was ironic. She was a youkai herself.

     Also, Doll Creep?
Sanae Kochiya     The laugh that comes from Sanae, from the explanation of the state of miko-ness, is a slightly nervous one. If one squinted in the light of Marisa's cottage, they might even see a bead of sweat or two appear on her otherwise pristine brow. "Hahah, well...that is true," she admits, "But, it usually pays to be a bit more subtle about it. It was a lesson I had to learn, too." She doesn't seem at all off-put by the idea of a youkai shrine maiden, either, instead rubbing her chin while also helping herself to some of that (presumably) non-intoxicating brew, saucer hovering as the cup is held in one hand. "There's no arguing it, either. You definitely have the abilities! But your technique is still raw. Hmm..." Somehow, her tone is not judgemental, so much as already thinking up ways to help this new shrine maiden integrate.

    Such mannerisms and single-minded direction in purpose don't escape her, either, though. She's certainly not a detective or youkai expert on the level of Mamizou, for example, but she had been putting it together in her head for a while, especially since as Marisa noted, if she were here before and behaving this way, they would have already noticed. "You also were probably a cat until very recently, right? That's how all this stuff can still have such a strong effect on you." She takes a sip of tea, before placing the cup back on her saucer, and gives a ponderous, far-away look, "Maybe it is related to the concept of kotodama? You were somehow able to absorb some of the faith of the people that believe in Miss Reimu, and took on some of her form and abilities. That's just a hypothesis, though!"

    To the latter part, though, she actually spares a frown. "The Tengu don't really bother anyone." Well, except certain reporters, ahem. "They even have trade routes with the human village. If you're looking for troublesome youkai, the ones on the mountain are well-behaved. Well, mostly." Now, there *is* this mansion with some vampires in it... And another almost imperceptible bead of sweat, "P-please don't antagonize Miss Alice."
Alice Margatroid     "YOu should leave that to the experts and... to mikos with more refined technique than blasting a hole into the ground to take care of one youkai." Alice mutters, Shanghai's eyes crossing as the claw touches. Shanghai, in kind, reaches and attempts to poke the Neko Miko's nose in return. "HI!"... Classic Shanghai. "ANd you are right, Miko exterminate youkai but... you're a youkai of your own, are you going to try to exterminate yourself?" a pause is given, "And yes, the Hakurei MIko.."

    Doll Creep...

    Alice's eyes twitch just a bit and one of the catnip dolls comes flying in to land on the neko miko's lap. "It may be wise to take Sanae's advice..."
Marisa Kirisame     "Hey. Hey!" Marisa frowns, shaking a... a fox-tail. At the Neko Miko. "No makin' fun of Alice or anyone else in my house. This is my house, only /I/ get to make fun of my friends in my house. Then they can reciprocate. Those are the rules." Because this is Marisa's castle, and she's not budging on that fact! Here, it is SHE who is queen!

    "But hey, I mean," she withdraws the fox-tail toy, replacing it in her hands with A CUP OF TEA. She places the remaining teacups and the steaming iron teapot well within grabbing distance of the others, too. Sharing is delicious, after all. "It's cool if you're some kind of Youkai Miko. I'm sure Byakuren would have loads of awesome things to say about that, but uh... That whole... Exterminating thing."

Her eyes flicker towards Sanae, briefly. Green Miko's theory is interesting, but that's not why Marisa is looking over there.

"That, historically, does not go down especially well," she explains. "Like, protecting people is totally a good plan and all, but even normally peaceful youkai will get antsy when someone's out hunting 'em down. I don't want Yuuka wandering around huntin' after you or anything like that. The collateral damage would be AWESOME, but probably super unfortunate overall."
Konoe Kanno      "...?" The cat just tilted her head slightly at Sanae's musing. Well, it was true that she was a cat until recently...the theory of absorbing faith and gaining her powers made her frown though. "Is that what happened?" She honestly doesn't seem to know. "One day I just...I don't remember. Just bam!" She threw her arms up to accentuate the word. "I was like this."

     Very helpful.

     "...Good youkai? ...Does that mean I can't just take out everyone?" Another silly question. Taking out youkai was her job! ...Or at least the job she inherited, or perhaps borrowed. But she seemed to be fudamentally misunderstanding something.

     The request to not antagonize Alice is met with a huff. "Hmph! I didn't any anything wro-Eek!" Konoe half jumped when a doll smelling of catnip flew in and sat on her lap. "......." Shanghai's nose poking went unanswered as she stared at the offending object in her lap. Alice's remarks are met with a glare, despite the doll. "I can do what I want! Who cares about the methods?" And then she stuck her tongue out at the Dollmaker.

     Yes, very mature. Maybe the catnip was loosening her restraint. She also didn't have an argument for 'exterminating herself'.

     Konoe would have gone on too, but thankfully Marisa stepped in. Verbally. "...." And then she looked away in irritation. "Yuuka? So what? If Yuuka comes, I'll flatten her into the ground! Big deal!"

     Ignorance overwhelming. ALERT. ALERT.
Sanae Kochiya     The pressure is almost overwhelming. Especially when Marisa joins in the eyeballing. Yeah, yeah, she gets the idea, and it seems that Konoe isn't really budging on it. Sanae sets down her own tea and saucer for a moment, consciously tugging at the edges of her detached sleeves, and fidgets. Finally she gives her most understanding smile that she can muster, "Well, see... Miss, err -- I still think I missed your name, we can't call you Fake Reimu forever. Anyhow, I was once in similar circumstances as you! A newcomer with big ambitions, and I beat up a lot of youkai." Somehow she doesn't look particularly proud of it, as she further explains, "I made a big splash, and I would be lying if I said it wasn't fun at first. But, Miss Reimu, and Miss Marisa here, came to show us it's about more than just exterminating youkai. There's a whole ecosystem to consider -- kinda!"

    She leans her head back, getting that far away look again, "Like, the Kappa. They're gentle creatures that actually want to be friends with humans. I sure was glad when it turns out the old stories about them weren't true." At least, not in the present day... "In any case, instead of beating them up, you can try bribing them with a cucumber. You see? Subtlety! Just like Miss Marisa and Miss Alice have been trying all this stuff to avoid having to beat you up. In the end, that just causes more trouble, unless it's an emergency." She rubs at an arm, and gives a light pink flush to her cheeks, as she realizes she rambled about things a little bit much, shifting the subject, "Err - well, it is just a theory. But if you yourself can't remember clearly, then it will have to remain a mystery, for now. I guess the important thing is you're who you are now."

    To certain other prospects, her cheeks drain of that color quickly, replaced by a darkening of her features, "Definitely, please, do not antagonize Miss Yuuka."
Alice Margatroid     "Alright then." Alice simply responds, listening to the Cat, Miko and Magician... but.. the mention of Yuuka and how she's going to flatten her... "Marisa, I would like to see her try that." she comments, a light grin on her face as the catnip doll scurries away back to the roof.. "As Sanae said, we're not trying to beat you up, we just want to know WHY... and now that we do know what's going on..."
Marisa Kirisame     "No, seriously," Marisa says with all the TERRIBLE GRAVITY of the subject matter. She gives Alice a look that seems to say 'no really this is a bad idea we shouldn't do this.' "Don't piss off Yuuka. She's basically a walking natural disaster when she's angry. Fortunately, she doesn't leave the flower field very often, but still." There are battles that one just should not try to fight. 'Pissed off Yuuka' is easily way up there near the top of the list.

    "It's like Sanae says, you see." Marisa leans in a bit, hunching over in a TERRIBLE EXAMPLE of BAD POSTURE. She takes a moment to sip at her tea, too. "Not all Youkai are out to hurt or kill people. The Kappa are a good example! So are people like Alice here, or Patches over in the mansion- she's mostly just grumpy and antisocial- and I think there are a bunch who just kind of hang out in the Human Village. It's actually relatively peaceful, more or less."

    "The problem is," she explains, leaning back again- but only to refill her teacup. "When someone starts rockin' the boat at the wrong people, then even those youkai will start getting aggressive. You gotta learn to pick your targets!"

Beat. Is... Is Marisa really telling someone to be discrete?

"Oh, except when they're in your way," she sips at her tea again, "Then you can beat 'em up and take their stuff, no problem."

There she is.

    "Like Alice says though, are you just doin' it 'cause it's your job, or something? You're a Miko, so..." She waves her free hand around in a tremendously vague gesture that may or may not mean anything, "You hunt youkai? Even when huntin' youkai might end up hurtin' some good folk in the process?"
Konoe Kanno      "....."

     Ahhhh these people were so annoying and preachy!

     At least that was her first thought. Thankfully she had second and third thoughts afterward. A moment of silence followed once everything was said. And then she took a deep breath and heaved a sigh. "...I don't know." A straight, honest answer. But also one that doesn't actually offer much insight into her thought process at all. Her tea had been untouched all this while as well. Scandelous!

     Konoe looked away and pondered. "So...just don't attack every youkai? Just deal with the ones that are actually causing trouble?" At least she seemed to understand that much. "Fine!" The cat finally said in a bit of a raised voice, sounding somewhat irritated at it all. For many reasons.

     Pause.

     "Oh-" Right, in all this time, not once did a name ever get mentioned. It was always just 'cat', 'kitty', 'fake reimu', etc. "...My name is Kanno Konoe." The youkai miko finally, /finally/ said, supplying a proper name after all of this trouble. She fidgeted a bit and looked between these three.

     "...What now?"
Sanae Kochiya     "Now, you get to be a productive resident of Gensokyo, and the multiverse outside it," Sanae beams cheerfully, even standing up and reaching to try and give Konoe a reinforcing and encouraging pat on a shoulder. Assuming she doesn't worm away, anyway. Cats are slippery. Regardless of the outcome, she continues, "It's good that you understand, Miss Konoe. I'm sorry that we've troubled you this much, but...I think you'll find less people are chasing you everywhere, this way." With this, she somewhat grimly (though also, a bit playfully) crosses her detached-sleeved arms over her chest, "I've been here long enough to know that there's a bit of a cycle to things. So if you wait a little while, a real troublemaker is certain to show themselves. I'll look forward to you showing us your power to help resolve the trouble." There's an odd amount of certainty to this, if one weren't already familiar with Gensokyo's infamous 'incidents'.

    But, she's soon easygoing again, "In the meantime, come visit me any time! I don't really exterminate youkai in the same ways as Miss Reimu does, but I can try and teach you what I know that might apply." She also gives a half bow at the waist to Marisa and Alice in turn, as she belatedly realizes how long she's kept herself here. "Speaking of those responsibilities -- I'd best go check on how Lady Kanako is doing." Unsaid, she might be passed out and dozing off outside again. Some gods just have no shame, sometimes. "Thank you very much for letting me visit and have tea, and getting to meet Miss Konoe!" With her farewells said, and after taking her drinkware wherever it seems it should go in this cluttery cottage, she will see herself out. Woosh!
Marisa Kirisame     "Yeah, yeah. I'll see you later Sanae. Say hi to your moms for me, wouldja?" Marisa waves after the departing Green Miko. Then... she gives Konoe a look, then, sighing as she rises to... Ruffle at her head. THOSE EARS, MAN. She's grinning from ear to ear! But that might just be her usual Lady Killer Smile going on. "Now! Don't worry too much about it. Just try to figure out if the people whose asses you're gonna kick actually deserve it or not. If they don't, let 'em slide. If they do, beat 'em up! Just 'cause someone's a youkai don't mean they can't be good folk, right? I mean, otherwise you'd have to hunt yourself!"

Incidentally, Marisa doesn't seem that bothered about the UNCOUTH LACK OF TEA DRINKING. Cats have sensitive tongues, after all! Hot things, she has heard, do not mix well with them.

Speaking of cat physiology, will Sanae's MIRACLE OF VENTILATION survive her absence!?
Konoe Kanno      "Producti-whuh?" What did that even mean? This was confusing. Oh well. Maybe she'd figure it out in time. But for now. "Um...I guess not being chased around would be good." Like those puppies. There'd probably another grand chase if she showed her face on Youkai Mountain. Better stay away for a while.

     At the offer to visit, the cat nodded faintly. "Okay..." Wait, that was ON Youkai Mountain, wasn't it? That would be interesting. "Bye..." She waved farewell to Sanae as the green miko left the premesis.

     Konoe had no idea that Sanae's MIRACLE was keeping the smell mostly out. Thus, once she's gone, things begin to gradually go south yet again. At least in Konoe's opinion. Marisa's head ruffle is met at first with a growl, but after a moment, the smell beginning to heighten through the house clouded her mind once again. "......Marisnya-chan...stoppit, hehe~"

     There went that giggle again. Her ears twitched as she playfully batted at the witch's not so offending hand.

     Welp, things went right back to hell.