An apartment complex, is it? Not so different from the place I came from, but still a little surprising.
[Said casually as she leafs through the box, finding her own name quickly enough. The names are all in Japanese under their English versions, which catches her eye, but that's probably not the most important thing right now - something to do with this place, given it's intended for visitors from across space? - so she simply pulls her own out and, stepping back, opens it. Her surprise is visible when she finds the first sheet of paper.]
Photography...? That should be interesting... [She continues to murmur briefly and quietly; ideas about composition and lighting and so on. Her attention is drawn back to the envelope when two cards hit the ground, and automatically, she bends down to pick them up, pausing when she sees the pictures and the text.] Wind? Magic Arrow...?
[This time, when something clicks in her mind, she gasps audibly, before doing everything she can think of to the cards - holding them out in front of her, shaking them, throwing one above her head briefly (before barely catching it), throwing one in front of her and then running after it, calling "Wind!" out loud... Nothing is working, but it looks like she forgot she had an implement. She also doesn't seem to be running out of ideas anytime soon.]
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[Said casually as she leafs through the box, finding her own name quickly enough. The names are all in Japanese under their English versions, which catches her eye, but that's probably not the most important thing right now - something to do with this place, given it's intended for visitors from across space? - so she simply pulls her own out and, stepping back, opens it. Her surprise is visible when she finds the first sheet of paper.]
Photography...? That should be interesting... [She continues to murmur briefly and quietly; ideas about composition and lighting and so on. Her attention is drawn back to the envelope when two cards hit the ground, and automatically, she bends down to pick them up, pausing when she sees the pictures and the text.] Wind? Magic Arrow...?
[This time, when something clicks in her mind, she gasps audibly, before doing everything she can think of to the cards - holding them out in front of her, shaking them, throwing one above her head briefly (before barely catching it), throwing one in front of her and then running after it, calling "Wind!" out loud... Nothing is working, but it looks like she forgot she had an implement. She also doesn't seem to be running out of ideas anytime soon.]