Closed (@celestials-heaven)
Quickly taken aback by the rather showy entrance, Kyouko’s head whipped over and stared at the other girl before her. Everything about this person seemed so… Flashy somehow. But Kyouko wasn’t too concerned over that moreso than this person seemed to use something like magic to suddenly show up like that. Wherever she was, she didn’t sense any Magi, really… But there was an abundance of magic.
"U-uhh… Your world?" Kyouko blinked, looking her up and down once more. "I, uh. Where is this exactly?"
Tenshi was prepared for this question. This was one of the first times she was the first to reach an outsider, so she's been preparing an explanation for a while. After all, she is one of the people who predates Gensokyo's creation, so she knows exactly what it is herself. Readjusting her position to be more comfortable, she rests her head on her hands.
"Have you ever sat there and wondered why, in history, people seem to blame things consistently on Youkai, even if the 'crime' preformed by it doesn't actually matter, or is even a good thing? And why some of these accounts speak of the same creatures, even if they had no way of knowing the other's tale?" Tenshi wanted to sound as smart as possible, purely to seem cool. She didn't know if it'd work, though.













