[ after everything in the meeting hall on the Monday, Miki immediately turns on her heel and seemingly vanishes for a while. when she finally reappears, she can be found by the shrine, sat along the bank of the river.
She's not paying much attention to anything around her - she's just gently placing bright yellow chrysanthemum blooms into the water, and watching as they bob away. ]
ii. gateway
[ Miki brought her shovel. Maybe it's best to just not question the shovel. She's hefted it on her shoulder, and looks -- not scared, but wary -- her footsteps are light and slow, and she stops at bends or blind spots to try and peer around to get a better view. and she seems to be listening quite intently the whole time.
So when she gets to the coffin, she stops completely, staring at the object in the middle of the room. And more importantly, she's leaning her head towards it - listening. ]
... Don't open it. Stay here a moment, please.
[ When she moves closer to the coffin, she reaches out with the flat of her shovel and... taps on the lid. A rhythm, not a random beat. Tap-tap-taptap. And then she takes a step back. ]
iii. outside the boutique
[ She's just.... sat there. Outside. People watching, apparently, and making notes in a notebook on her lap. Nothing to see here, folks. ]
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[ after everything in the meeting hall on the Monday, Miki immediately turns on her heel and seemingly vanishes for a while. when she finally reappears, she can be found by the shrine, sat along the bank of the river.
She's not paying much attention to anything around her - she's just gently placing bright yellow chrysanthemum blooms into the water, and watching as they bob away. ]
ii. gateway
[ Miki brought her shovel. Maybe it's best to just not question the shovel. She's hefted it on her shoulder, and looks -- not scared, but wary -- her footsteps are light and slow, and she stops at bends or blind spots to try and peer around to get a better view. and she seems to be listening quite intently the whole time.
So when she gets to the coffin, she stops completely, staring at the object in the middle of the room. And more importantly, she's leaning her head towards it - listening. ]
... Don't open it. Stay here a moment, please.
[ When she moves closer to the coffin, she reaches out with the flat of her shovel and... taps on the lid. A rhythm, not a random beat. Tap-tap-taptap. And then she takes a step back. ]
iii. outside the boutique
[ She's just.... sat there. Outside. People watching, apparently, and making notes in a notebook on her lap. Nothing to see here, folks. ]