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: whatever sheâs got in her hands, marisa hopes she doesnât drop it â sheâs not quite sure if the glass vial in her hands is a potential explosive or merely one of the more mild concoctions the magician keeps on display and, quite frankly, sheâd rather not find out. or, at the very least, sheâd like not to find out in the middle of her own shop.
all that aside, thereâs still that nagging feeling she somehow knows this girl from somewhere back home, but if thereâs a name or a place for the girl, then marisa canât recall any of it. sheâs got a distant feeling to her, like a word stuck on the tip of her tongue or a quip thatâs become stuck and lost.
âwell, that i can answer, at least! thisâŠâ she offers, with a flourish. ââŠis the kirisame magic shop! run by yours truly, of course â marisa kirisame, ordinary magician.â
she shrugs her shoulders and eyes the girl warily, if only for the vial she still holds. âweâre an anything goes kinda shop, so if you need somethinâ handled, i can probably take care of it.â
Gently, she sets down the vial in her hands, misplacing it from where she found it. From the assortment of items in the shop it seemed like placement didnât matter, or well. It didnât to her.Â
Regardless, it was quite obvious that she was rather delighted about finding this location, even if her mannerisms didnât seem to change from usualïŒ with the bright smile and a noticeable skip in her step. Koishi herself, even if she didnât realize, felt more at ease? With a little piece of Gensokyo being so close by.
She continues to quizzically look through its stock, letting her mouth do itâs own thing... as her eyes were set on another set of glass bottles with some mysterious liquid inside of them.Â
âMarisa...! Itâs just like back at home!â, She was still rather focused on the shelves as she murmured ( quite obviously ) in half surprise, half delight; almost as if a response to the shop owner. âYou did this stuff in the Forest of Magic too, right?âÂ
She continued to utter on, yet it was now unintelligible and her voice trailed off, now more focused on trying to retrieve the item that she had her sights on. Something like â...wow! so there are others other than sis here...â?Â