User:NekoRex/House3

Marisa_Kirisame flies herself and Koishi down into the forest of magic, down to the front yard of her house. Marisa_Kirisame:. "Welp, here we are." Koishi_Komeiji:. "Oohh..." Koishi peeks about curiously, examining every nook and cranny of the little house that sat in the middle of the forest, almost out of place in its location. Koishi_Komeiji:. "So...this is Marisa's house?" Marisa_Kirisame:. "Yep, home sweet home. It also functions as my shop." Marisa says, pointing to a tilted wooden sign jammed into the ground labeled "Kirisame Magic Shop." Koishi_Komeiji:. "A shop!" Koishi exclaims, "what do you sell here?" Marisa_Kirisame:. "Books, potions, powders. If it's magical I probably got one or two." Marisa_Kirisame walks up to her front door and opens it up. It has no lock, of course. Marisa_Kirisame:. "Feel free to make yourself at home. Although watch yer step." Koishi_Komeiji gazes at the wooden sign for a brief moment before bounding right inside the house. Koishi_Komeiji:. "Uehh? It's messy!" Koishi_Komeiji:. "It's messier than the pet's play pen! It's messier than the dinner table after okuu's done playing with her food!" Koishi_Komeiji:. "It's...it's REALLY messy!" Marisa_Kirisame:. "Well, I don't expect company too often, heh heh..." Koishi_Komeiji flaps her sleeves with every word, her expression aghast as her eyes dart to the stashes of books, dolls and other miscellaneous goods that are strewn about the floor, some caked in thick layers of dust. Koishi_Komeiji:. "Marisa!" Koishi turns back to the witch, pumping her fists in a gesture of enthusiasm, "we should clean your house up!" >Ambiance<:. It is indeed a pigsty. PAst the front door is a medium-sized room which apparently serves as the storefront. On both sides of the room are two large shelves that take up most of the wall, among piles and piles of magic books. The left shelf has various bottles of liquids, and the other powders. Koishi_Komeiji:. "Sis always told me a clean house is a good house!" Marisa_Kirisame:. "Ehhh, don't waste your time, it'll just be a mess again in a few weeks, ya know." Koishi_Komeiji:. "Mmgghhh..." Koishi_Komeiji fidgets about, swinging her torso left and right in a distressed fashion. Marisa_Kirisame:. "Anyway I can whip up some leftover stew I got, and we can eat that." Marisa offers. "Then I can show ya somethin' cool." Koishi_Komeiji:. "Oh!" Koishi seems to snap out of it, distracted by the mention of food, "what kind of stew?" Marisa_Kirisame:. "Mushroom stew, my specialty! Wahaha!" Koishi_Komeiji:. "And uh..." Koishi glances about the place awkwardly, "is there even a table to eat on here...?" Marisa_Kirisame:. "It's in the next room." Marisa says, directing Koishi through the next door to a larger room with a long table (covered in books and a couple dolls in most places). There is a large desk/workbench in the back of the room, covered in impliments used for alchemy. >Ambiance<:. In addition, a large iron pot hangs over the table, surprisingly clean compared to everything else in the house. Koishi_Komeiji:. "Oh..." Koishi walks over to one of the seats, dusting it off before sitting down, fidgetting just a little. She looks at Marisa expectantly, tilting her head. Marisa_Kirisame:. "Lemmie get it ready." Marisa says. She heads through another door by the desk, leading into a supply room, where she pulls out a large pot about a third filled with stew. Putting the contents in the large pot, she conjures a heat spell just under the pot to start cooking the stew. "Shouldn't take too long" Marisa says. Koishi_Komeiji:. "What did you put in it?" Koishi_Komeiji:. "Like uh...what kind of mushrooms?" Marisa_Kirisame:. "Aw, don't worry, it's edible. I'm an expert on mushrooms, ya know." Marisa_Kirisame:. "It's not any of the magic stuff you can find around here, just plain ol' mushrooms." Koishi_Komeiji:. "Oh...the only mushrooms i've tried are from the caverns..." Koishi_Komeiji bites her lip, "they tasted sort of icky..." Marisa_Kirisame:. "Hm? I haven't had any underground mushrooms before. I'll have to go search some out next time I'm down there, heh." >Ambiance<:. The sound of stew boiling can be heard not before long. Marisa_Kirisame:. "Ah, I oughta get some bowls. Be right back." Marisa says, vanishing into the supply room again for two wooden bowls, and some spoons. Koishi_Komeiji continues to look around the room, giving the more dirty spots a hard, piercing stare. Marisa_Kirisame returns just in time for the stew to be done, dispelling the heat spell on the pot, and pouring two heaping bowls of dark brown stew for each of them. "Ufufufu, eat up!" Koishi_Komeiji gazes at the stew, a suspicious looking liquid with some bits of mushroom floating atop the somewhat viscous surface. She picks up a spoon and gives the stew a light sip, reeling back and biting her lip when the hot mixture almost scalds her tongue. Marisa_Kirisame notices and gets worried. "Whoa! Too hot for ya?" Marisa says, blowing off a spoonful a few times before taking a bite Koishi_Komeiji cautiously approaches the spoonful of stew again, making sure to cool it by blowing it in a rather exaggerated manner. Finally she takes a sip, rolling her tongue about to taste. Koishi_Komeiji:. "It's...good!" Koishi_Komeiji nods profusely with a wide smile. Koishi_Komeiji:. "Not as good as what sis makes, but it's good!" Marisa_Kirisame:. "Heh! Thanks! Not often I can share my cookin' with others." Marisa_Kirisame begins quickly scarfing down her meal, finishing it in no time flat. Koishi_Komeiji continues to drink, this time more enthusiastically, but always remembering to cool each spoonful before taking a sip. Koishi_Komeiji is finishes quickly, though not as fast as Marisa. Koishi_Komeiji:. "Thanks for the meal~!" Marisa_Kirisame:. "No prob!" Marisa_Kirisame:. "Alright then! Now for the main attraction!" Marisa says, suddenly getting up from the table. she walks back out into the front room, shuffling through the right-side shelf.  trots excitedly behind Marisa_Kirisame, a slight hop in every of her steps. Marisa_Kirisame:. "Ufufufufu! Here we go!" Marisa says, grabbing a few jars of solid-black powder. If you looked at them closely, they have large yellow stickers on them, depicting a crudely drawn Marisa flying out of a jagged bunch of lines that is apparently an explosion. Marisa_Kirisame:. ((It's a warning label)) Koishi_Komeiji stares blankly at the jars, "what's this black stuff?" Marisa_Kirisame:. "It's pretty volatile, so don't shake 'em, unless ya want to blow my roof off, heh heh." Marisa says. Despite this, she doesn't seem to be walking too carefully towards the front door. Koishi_Komeiji still doesn't know what all this is about, so she just follows along. Marisa_Kirisame happily steps out the front door towards and runs towards a clearing in her yard, stumbling as she nearly trips over a large rock in the dark. Marisa_Kirisame:. "Whooa!" she says, catching herself in mid-air. "That wouldn't have been good." She sets the jars on the ground and searches around the yard for a large contraption of tubes, which she drags over into the clearing Koishi_Komeiji:. "Ohh!" Koishi exclaims, "are we going to explode them?" Marisa_Kirisame has the thing set up near the jars, and answers "Kinda!" before stopping and saying, "Whoops, almost forgot something. Hang on out here." She conjures a ball of light to illunimate that part of the yard, and flies back into her house to grab more things. Koishi_Komeiji just squats down and pokes at the jars, gazing it with a deep curiousity. Marisa_Kirisame flies back out of the house with several smaller jars full of colorful powders, and her magic wand. "Here's the stuff. Now I just gotta prepare all this!"  widens her eyes, but gives Marisa_Kirisame a wide berth to work her magic. Marisa_Kirisame quickly starts pouring small amounts of black powder into the tubes, and pinches of colored stuff into each one as well. She saves one full jar of powder, opting to dump a large amount of colored powder into, and gives it a few shakes. Thankfully, the jar doesn't explode. Marisa_Kirisame:. "Well, should be ready for a few rounds. Ya ready for some fun?" Koishi_Komeiji nods enthusiastically. Marisa_Kirisame:. "Alright! Here goes!" Marisa_Kirisame zaps her wand at a couple of tubes, and small balls of light come streaming out of them, flying high into the air before exploding into fireworks. Marisa_Kirisame continues to light up the tubes, and soon the air above the forest is filled with showers of multi-colored fireworks, most of them just big booms of light, but a couple of them have a few shapes to them -mostly hearts, flowers, stars - as they're blown out of oddly-shaped tubes Koishi_Komeiji:. "Ooohh!" Koishi widens her eyes as she watches the scene, clapping her hands excitedly in a childish fashion, "it's pretty! Real pretty!" Koishi_Komeiji tries to match the fireworks with some danmaku, each orb bursting into smaller ones that swirl about in the sky before winking out of existence. Marisa_Kirisame:. "Wahaha! Glad you like it!" Marisa yells over the booms of the fireworks. She sets off a bunch more, all of them in all sorts of colors. Koishi_Komeiji giggles, hopping as she continues to imitate the fireworks, getting more enthusiastic with each firework being launched, Marisa_Kirisame lights off the last few fireworks, before yelling "And time for the finale!" She tosses the entire remaining jar high into the air, before zapping it with her wand. The resulting massive red explosion was a bit bigger then she expected, nearly reaching the two of them on the ground, and blasting them with wind. Koishi_Komeiji:. "It's better than danmaku...!" Marisa_Kirisame:. "Phew, that's all I have for today, I'm afraid. I usually do these at festivals and stuff, but I thought this would cheer 'ya up." Koishi_Komeiji:. "Mmh..it sure did!' 	Koishi_Komeiji nods profusely  Marisa_Kirisame:.	"Great! What do ya want to do now, then? You can crash at my place if ya want, although I'll have to get a spare hammock ta' sleep in." Koishi_Komeiji:.	"Muuu...is there anywhere else to sleep at, though?"  Marisa_Kirisame:.	"I usually don't do sleepovers, I'm afraid." Marisa says, looking embarassed.  Koishi_Komeiji:.	"Well...i've slept on the ground before..."  Marisa_Kirisame:.	"Ah, no, I can't let ya do that. I have more manners then that!" Marisa stammers. Marisa_Kirisame:.	"You'll take my bed, and I'll have 'ta find somethin' else ta sleep on. Koishi_Komeiji frowns, "I can't let Marisa do that either!" Marisa_Kirisame:. "But yer at my house. I gotta treat ya better then that!" --	null (AndChat179null.and.void) has Quit (Quit: Bye) Koishi_Komeiji:. "Then we sleep in the same bed!" Marisa_Kirisame:. "Eh? I dunno if we'll both fit (or if my hammock can support us both)..." Koishi_Komeiji:. "We'll be fine..!" Marisa_Kirisame:. "Alright then! Guess it'll be a challenge." Marisa says, directing Koishi_Komeiji back towards the house. Koishi_Komeiji nods gleefully and follows along. Marisa_Kirisame goes back into the house, leading the both of them through the front room, living area, and into a small room through a door on the far left of the back, which contains a few thick ropes hung through the room, one holding a large hammock, the others with a bunch of Marisa's signature black and white dresses on them, as well as various underwear and large hats. In the corner of the room is a small table, empty. Koishi_Komeiji:. "...' 	Koishi_Komeiji looks at the hammack in a rather distressed manner, flapping her sleeves vigorously.  Koishi_Komeiji:.	"That's...not a bed!"  Marisa_Kirisame:.	"I thought I said it was a hammock, didn't I? It's a bed all the same."  >Ambiance<:.	The hammock at least has a few pillows and a quilt on it, for what it's worth.  Koishi_Komeiji:.	"...why don't you have a real, fluffy bed?"  Marisa_Kirisame:.	"Eh? Don't have time to build one. Or much room ta put it." Marisa says with a shrug. 	Koishi_Komeiji smacks a fist into a hand, "we should build one!"  Marisa_Kirisame:.	"Eh? Where would it fit?" Marisa asks, gesturing at the rather small room. Koishi_Komeiji:.	"Uh.."  	Koishi_Komeiji points to the ceiling.  	Marisa_Kirisame looks up, not expecting much to see, since it has nothing on it but hooks for the ropes.  	Koishi_Komeiji stares blankly at the ceiling, then looks back at the hammock with a downcast expression.  Koishi_Komeiji:.	"Oh...there really isn't any space..."  Marisa_Kirisame:.	"Unless you want me to hang a wooden bed, I don't get what you're doing pointing up."  	Koishi_Komeiji stomps her foot for a moment and shakes her torso about, her sleeves flapping along.  Koishi_Komeiji:.	"W-well fine!"  Marisa_Kirisame:.	"Wouldn't be much better hanging a bed then a hammock anyway" Marisa snickers.  Koishi_Komeiji:.	"We can fit in, no problem!"  Marisa_Kirisame:.	"I suppose, although it might be a tight fit." Marisa replies plainly, and then yawns.  	 gets behind Marisa_Kirisame and pushes her toward the hammock, "you go first! I'll, uh, fit in afterward!" Marisa_Kirisame:.	"Yawwwn. Alrighty then, just hang your clothes anywhere ya like then. Marisa says, pointing at all the ropes for hanging clothes. She hangs her big hat near the others and starts taking off her dress.  freezes up, staring at Marisa_Kirisame as she undresses. Her eyes dart about a little, almost as if she was unsure of what to do. Marisa_Kirisame turns her head back just before she pulls her dress over her head. "Do ya expect me to sleep in this or something? These nights get kinda hot, ya know." Koishi_Komeiji:. "I...i always sleep in my clothes..." Koishi_Komeiji says this with a light stammer. Marisa_Kirisame:. "Eh? Do ya ever change them, then, or do you wash 'em while you wear 'em? I can't imagine hell's blazing fires being the best at drying clothes." Koishi_Komeiji:. "I got a few spares back at home; I change them after a bath..." Marisa_Kirisame briefly realizes they didn't have much time for a bath, but shrugs it off. Marisa_Kirisame:. "whatever suits ya, then." Marisa says. At this point she's just in her underwear, hanging her dress on an empty rope (presumably for dirty clothes). "Don't blame me if you get too warm, though, since we're sharin' the bed." Koishi_Komeiji:. "I'll be fine!" Koishi_Komeiji pouts, looking slightly annoyed. Marisa_Kirisame climbs into the hammock, which sags under her weight, getting under the quilt. Koishi_Komeiji does the same. The hammock starts creaking from the added weight, but doesn't seem like it would collapse. Not yet, at least. Marisa_Kirisame has her long, long messy hair everywhere under the hammock, large tufts of it sifted through the ropes that make it up. She seems yawns, only a little uncomfortable pressed against Koishi in the hammock, but doesn't seem to mind too much. Marisa_Kirisame:. "Well, good night then." Marisa says, getting a position where she can sleep properly. Koishi_Komeiji is already fast asleep, a pleasant smile at her lips. Marisa_Kirisame quickly falls asleep too, smiling that Koishi looks happy enough at the accomidtions.