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Was that a thief? And had he...? "HEY! GIVE ME BACK MY PURSE YOU SCOUNDREL!" Starting to run after him, Miku had to stop soon because of her heels. She'd fallen twice already, and now both ankles were throbbing. With her luck, she'd sprained both at this rate.

"Someone help! That criminal's got my purse!" Pointing in his direction, she noticed a small girl run after him ---- a small savior, perhaps.

[ohimiku]

Something told her that this wasn't Narnia. Or any of the fun, fantastic places she'd read about in her novels. Kicking a tree repeatedly, she was on the verge of cursing out of pure anger.

"Where. The. Hell. Am. I!?"

Noticing a familiar blond, the tealette flipped some of a pigtail over her shoulder before stomping over.

"Would you so kindly ----" Notice the stress on the word, sarcasm must be evident! " ---- tell me where the hell I am?"