Right Reflection

- Rin Kagamine from VOCALOID - Affiliated with Le Monde de Guertena - Orange Colored rose - 6 Petals - Partnered up with Elliot Nightray -Weapon is a bat

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✿ Red Rose - When was a time you had to show a great bit of bravery and courage to get something done?

✿ Blue Rose - What has been your biggest dream throughout your entire life?

✿ Yellow Rose - Name the closest friend you have ever had, or just a good friend of yours in general.

✿ Green Rose - Was there ever a time you had to lift someone’s spirits for any reason at all?

✿ Orange Rose - What is the thing you most desire in your life?

✿ Purple Rose - Name a time you felt like you were at your very best, and no one could convince you otherwise?

✿ Monochrome Rose - Name a time in your life were you had no faith in anyone or anything, like everything was at its absolute worse and couldn’t get any better.

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Grrr. How dare she to talk back at him in such tone of voice. Did she not know her place? Elliot’s eyebrow twitched a couple of times as he kept his mouth shout trying to convince himself to not scream back, though this was something he was not good at. A glance in which he judged everything about the other one was given from the youngest Nightray. “Lower your voice, when you speak to me.” Almighty attitude from the one who shouldn’t even be alive in the first place, but he was not going to even bother questioning the cause of his second chance at life when this place was full of nonsense and nothing but mockery.

“Defenceless…” the tone in his voice was more of annoyance for he was not worried of her getting stuck and scream her lungs out. “that’s your own problem, how useless of you to not know how to take care of your own” the idea of simply ‘kicking’ the mannequin when it was more than obvious how it doubled her size was baffling. Elliot completely disregarded the compliment he received. He did not need to be reminded he was good with the sword, he had trained himself since he was a child, of  course he was going to get rid of this thing even if he had nothing but a wooden joke of a sword. 

Though it went above his head the fact that she just said he had to stay with her because she was scared and replying to the question remark “I am Elliot Nightray, heir of the Nightray dukedom.” Did he need to point out he was a noble to her? was his wording and mannerism not enough proof? How about the way he wore his clothing or the crest on his chest. Was she blin—— it finally hit him. That she just took it as if he was going to baby sit her. “TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF ALONE, I’M NOT HERE TO BABY SIT!” Emphasis on baby sit because she is a brat.

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She rolled her eyes at the male standing before her and clicked her tongue for a moment before speaking up, "Yeah well we couldn't all be so lucky as to be granted with such a fancy sword." Her voice was laced with sarcasm and her expression was blank, lacking much emotion. If he thought she was going to stay alone then the crazy one here was him. 

Rising up to her feet, she allowed her hands to rest on her hips as she shoved her nose into the air, "So, you're an heir, aren't you? Weren't you taught better than to treat people like this? Aren't heirs supposed to be caring for the people below them and offer their help when needed?" In reality, Rin had no idea what kind of heir Elliot even was so, at this point, everything she said was just made up and she could only hope that she was getting her information right. Although, seeing how stubborn this guy was, she knew it wouldn't be easy to convince him to let her tag along. 

So she'd get ugly with him if she had to. She had gotten into countless spats and small, physical fights with Len until the male had learned how to handle her. She wouldn't mind punching this guy or at least getting into his face and yelling at him until he agreed to let her stay. Or even follow him around like some sort of stalker. 

And then, a sudden idea sprang up on her and she crossed her arms over her chest. She wasn't sure how he'd react to her little surprise, but she'd just have to wait and find out. 

"What if I told you a secret that might make you want my company?" The girl suggested, despite knowing that the male probably wouldn't care regardless of what she said. "Here's a hint: I'm not human so I'm probably ten times more helpful than one." Hopefully he'd believe her and would be interested enough to take the bait. 

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>>Locked Up♪♫<<

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Thinking about the outcome of his plan was rather risky but hey, it would be a great way for things to end. Taking a deep breath as he was contemplating on how to handle the awry female, he was given a few options devoted on her personality. If things were going to be done, it would have to be him and her and nothing at all.  Also that if things were going to done, it had to be finished up on the first try. Possibly if not done correctly, the female wouldn’t even try the approach again so everything had to go right. Continuing to watch her moves with the same look on his features was he close to following her but by her question, he could only shake his head! Wasn’t it obvious?

“It knows what you look like and if you hang with me, because I’m not going to be a shut in, in this room all my life. It could tell all it’s monster friends and they’ll all come looking for you. And since I can’t leave you alone and you’ll be with me, what if it spots us off guard and attack? Now that fault will be allll on you and to be honest, I don’t want to be attacked by a monster hoard.” Hopefully she would think the same, it was dangerous to let a monster out there know what she look like and then have her running away from it lead them to impending doom.

Taking a light step away and over to the painting one last time, he took in a deep breath at the twinkling stars. How long would it be until he got to see those rather than in the art piece. As he moved from his spot had she as well, finding something within the room of some sort of use? Laughing slightly since he had nothing to use as a weapon, the male had given a few moments as he kept his eyes on the object before him. This gallery was full of all sorts of surprises and once they walked out from that door was hell bound to break loose.

“My plan,” He paused, giving a smile at her words, as he tried his best to hold back that uplifting laughter to rain from his lips on a stormy night. “It’s as good as my words!” Speaking them so casually and feeling something hard press against his back had the blonde raised his hands as if the police placed a gun behind him. Taking a step forward over towards the door had Kano gave a nod as he reached for the knob, slowly pushing it forward before creeping his head outside, looking both left and right.

Pushing the door fully forward to walking outside to the middle of the hall, a happy look progressed on his features.

“Now the matter is finding it. You think it’s back where you saw it?” Possibly not but how much fun would it be to go back and see it mysteriously left a dusty indent of where it use to be? Maybe it left nail prints in the floor they walked on to show which way it went, but ah, he couldn’t identify any of that since he didn’t know what had chased her. Naturally, he didn’t even think to ask. “This is better than being taken hostage, I have to tell you.” Waiting for her to come from outside the room, Kano glanced down the dark hall, wondering which way they should venture to first.

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It didn't become clear to her until the male had pushed the door open and stepped out into the hall, but the girl's eyes widened slightly at the words he had spoken. Would it really be her fault if a ton of monsters came running after the two of them?! Or was he just trying to pin the blame on her?! Either way, Rin stuck her tongue out at him knowing fully well that he couldn't see her since his back was turned to her. It was a childish act but it helped release a little steam.

"It wouldn't be my fault, though! It wouldn't be anyone's...!" She began to argue but stopped herself from doing so by biting down gently on her bottom lip. Yeesh... There were more important matters to be handled right now so she would simply have to let his little statement go. 

Gulping softly as she moved behind him, the girl stayed close to the male's side, ready to cling to him if need be. It was a shame Len wasn't around... She could show her fear in front of him and cling all she wanted and he'd never once judge her. But this guy... She didn't know anything about him so she'd have to work at controlling herself. 

The blonde peered down the dark hall quietly, squinting her eyes in an effort to see as far down the corridor as she could. "I came from this way... Perhaps that thing went back to where I had previously found it?" The android took a small step towards the left, clutching her bat tightly towards her shoulder in case she needed to swing at something. 

"I'm not going to let that thing hold me hostage! We just have to get rid of it on our first try! Your plan had better work...!" 

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Elliot had ignored all of her speaking of how she was not a child, because to him she was always going to be one, or at least look like one. Now the only thing in his mind was figuring out how to get rid of that mannequin that dared to chase them around. What kind of gallery is this one? First the creepy paintings staring as he walked then those hands appearing out of the blue across the wall, and now this?

“I’m trying to figure out what to do, do you mind keeping that mouth of yours shut?” It wasn’t really helping him that she kept her voice so loud clouding his thoughts, aside that mannequin gave him the chills, but maybe it was because it was moving all by it damned self and that was illogical. He had seen some crazy things back home but nothing like this. And somehow this was creeping him out even more than the fact that Humpty Dumpty was living inside him back when he died. The girl hiding behind him was entirely expected, what a chicken little child she is.

Elliot took a deep breathe as he shake his head as fast as he could to get back into his senses. He was not about to act like a scared little girl. He is a Nightray after all. Not even death was a challenge, how ridicule of him to be scared by a mannequin. And the sole realisation of that infuriated him. “STEP BACK YOU LITTLE CHILD, I WILL GET RID OF THIS USELESS OBJECT FOR GOOD.”

Elliot’s cheeks were rosy due the tension and the pent up anger growing in him. He was going to show whomever owned this gallery that he was not someone to toy with, how dare them. Both of his hands held onto the wooden sword tightly as he swung it in the air before it finally hit the mannequin, now perhaps it was the fact that he was a skilled swords man, or maybe a second of luck he just had. Or maybe the fact that he was angry and was a skilled sword man that made it enough to snap the mannequin in a half as it fell in front of them and stopped moving. The Nightray let out a heavy sigh before putting his sword back into place and turned around to face the blonde one.

“See IF YOU HAD NOT DISTRACTED ME THIS WOULDN’T HAVE HAPPENED, ALL BECAUSE YOU STARTED TO WHINE AROUND, AND WHAT KIND OF ‘GROWN UP’ HIDES BEHIND SOMEONE ELSE, HUH?” Useless girl, can’t even control herself when facing a strange event. So much to ask for some quietness in this place. 

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Rather than argue any longer on the subject of her being a 'child', the blonde took a large step backwards, watching on with slight awe as the male hit the mannequin with his so-called 'sword'. She had to admit that it was quite a sight to see him do such a thing with what could only be described as a wooden toy. "I'm impressed." Was all she managed to say as she crossed her arms over her chest and gave a small nod.

And it was then that the male continued screaming at her which only caused the girl's anger to boil up once more and resulted in her yelling right back at him, "THE KIND WHO HAS NO WEAPON TO KEEP THEMSELVES SAFE! WHAT DID YOU WANT ME TO DO, IDIOT?! RUN UP TO IT AND KICK IT WITH A CHANCE OF IT ATTACKING ME?!" She stormed towards the mannequin that was now sliced in half and narrowed her eyes at the pieces on the ground. "HOW IN THE WORLD DOES A MANNEQUIN MOVE ON IT'S OWN ANYWAYS?!" 

Okay... Okay, it was time to calm down now and let this guy's nonsense go in through one ear and right out of the other. If she wanted to progress, she needed to stop arguing with him no matter what he said. 'Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never harm me', right? Kneeling down to inspect the mannequin, she gently ran the tips of her fingers along the motionless object.

"Hey... Do you think someone might have controlled this? Maybe it's like one of those toys that can move around with the use of a remote?" It certainly made more sense than a mannequin moving on it's own. "Well... Anyways, you obviously broke it so we might as well move on. I'm not going off on my own." She admitted as she rose to her feet and stared at the other. "You never told me your name, either."

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He’s seen like as much 3 people so far and all of them are annoying as hell, what in the world is going on here? Okay, definitely he’s not in the Abyss, that somehow made him feel strangely calm he surely didn’t want to be there. But instead he was stuck with a bunch of morons and this was just beyond any of his patience could suffice. And now some blonde little annoying brat giving him an attitude, though he should take into consideration that he was the one giving an attitude in the first place. But he’s a noble and also stubborn so he didn’t care.

“Kid.” Elliot paused after uttering those words, “how do you expect me to pay attention to someone like you, when I am stuck in this horrendous building?” Elliot raised a brow as he was told what he should’ve done, now this little girl was a funny one. Helping her? Yeah no, that was not going to happen. The noble Nightray rubbed his hands together as he walked closer to the short one. And just as he did so he could hear the faint sound of something moving in the distance, now you can call him crazy or whatever you want, but the noise was just too strange for him to not be uneasy by it. A quick gaze over his shoulder got him to find the figure of someone standing not so far away from them. Though it was kind of odd because it didn’t have arms… Was that a… mannequin? “huh?” without answering the question and disregarding her own introduction Elliot walked towards the mannequin that now stood there, as if someone had dragged it there but if that was the case he would have notice this. 

Blue hues extended an arm to reach out and poke at the thing standing before him when the noise began again and slowly but surely the object began to move… “WHAT IN THE HOLY WORLD IS THIS?” Elliot’s voice echoed across the whole hallway. He turned on his heel and took some steps back, enough to catch up where the girl was standing. With no hesitation he took out his sword just to realise it had been turned into a wooden one. “WHAT THE HELL?” Now he was actually angry now, how dare them to replace his valuable sword with this piece of crap? 

Elliot’s eyes fixated themselves on the mannequin as he directed himself to the girl without giving her a single glance. “What did you say your name was? do you have anything that could actually cut this in a half, anything but this wooden piece of crap I was given.” Like hell he was going to run away from this thing. 

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Kid?! Just who in the hell did this guy think he was by referring to her as a child!? She was fifteen, in fact, and that totally counted as a teenager! Coming off as childish was something Rin always struggled with and despite her best efforts at trying to be mature and graceful like Luka or Miku, she was always treated like nothing more than a kid. She too wanted to be seen as more than that. 

"I'll have you know that I'm no child at all! If anything, you don't even look much older than me!" His insult caused the girl to grit her teeth together, hands curling into tight fists as she took a step near him. He seemed to have some type of 'prince' attitude. The type of guy who thought he was above everyone else. Although... Come to think of it... He certainly did look to be a bit high class and Rin suddenly felt a bit self conscious in his presence.

"Fine then! You can get out of here on your ow--" She was cut off by the sight of the mannequin, seeing as the sound that the object made didn't fall upon deaf ears. Eyes immediately growing wide, the girl took a shaky step backwards but, as much as she would have loved to, she didn't dare run off and leave the male on his own. She wasn't that heartless, even if he seemed to be. 

When he reached for a sword she hadn't noticed that he had with him, she let out a small sigh of relief. Surely such a long blade would be able to get rid of the mannequin quickly. Problem solved! Right? Obviously not, seeing as metal had been replaced with wood. And the male was clearly not too thrilled, though who could blame him? 

"Do I look like I have anything on me?! Of course I don't!" She stated with a nervous squeak as the mannequin inched closer towards the two. Or perhaps it didn't move at all? Was her mind beginning to play tricks on her? On instinct, the girl darted behind the male, hiding herself from the object before them but peering over his shoulder to keep an eye on the creature. Was it even a creature? 

"Y-You're the brave one here, aren't you? Go hit that thing with the wooden sword! It's bound to do some kind of damage until we can find a better weapon!" 

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Seeing how worked up she was, he could only keep that casual smile on his face that was unwavering. The gallery was such a gag that anything that went on would have him falling into laughter but now, he had to take away those jokes for only a moment. She must have already grew fed up since he wasn’t taking things seriously but how could he? He had seen his fair share of spooks within the place that he would still laugh at the face of them and even worse, chortle like it was no one’s business. Taking a moment to regain his composure as he was ready to walk towards the door, he stood in place and looked down at her. Why did she become so vulnerable, it was just a moving painting.

“Insane?” He questioned before giving a wide grin, his Cheshire smile forming back on his features once more. If only he had a mirror to look at himself in to see how comical he was taking all this. Amber hues glancing down at the grip she placed back on him, he didn’t know how to take this as well. She really was playing that scared part, what was so frightening? If she looked at everything with a smile, it would all be wonderful. Using his hand to slowly reach to grab her own with a soft touch, the male continued his endless happy of expressions towards her. “I heard you, I got ears! Did you hear what I said though? If we don’t go it’ll get away.” She seemed to have been serious that she didn’t want to go find it, and he was serious in himself that he wanted to take a look.

“I have a plan, I wouldn’t go out there without one.” Now hearing that he shouldn’t leave her all alone was funny in itself, since if it came down to it he would. But he was better than that. Waiting for her to regain her composure in her own way, the dirty blonde gave a nod once her words were given once again. She wanted help? Well, he could give that. Her calm was more than anything as he took in her name, with a click of his tongue after mentally pronouncing it for future uses.

Possibly expecting his name back, the male took a moment for her request to process as well. How was he even going to help her? Another small bit of laughter given, “Why are you apologizing for, you don’t have to do that. It’s normal to be chased by monsters.” His words sounded if they were a joke, even that same look he kept on his face made it seem like he was mocking her. But it was nothing like that. But since she was the the one to start such a thing, he would probably have to wait on her command. He was use to these things so after a bit of fumbling to remove her hands and dropping his arms by his side.

“Did you want to discuss your plan now or go out there and do my plan. We just have to find the monster is all, don’t be chicken.”

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The silence that thickened the air was uncomfortable and for a moment, all Rin could do was stare at the male before her suspiciously, her small intakes of breath being the only audible sound. He had a plan? Did he really and truly have a plan on how to attack a painting? She sure as hell didn't so either way, she'd have to go along with this guy's ideas for the time being otherwise she'd just stay locked up in that room forever. 

"...Why is letting it get away such a bad thing? Don't we want it to go away so we don't have to deal with it?!" Ah, yes. Running from her problems. It was something the girl had always done and possibly always would. Suddenly feeling anxious once more, she rubbed her trembling hands together to create a sense of warmth on her otherwise cold body.

What if they could set the painting on fire? Were there even any lighters or matches around that could be of good use? She would have to check different rooms for helpful items later. "Your plan better be a good one or I won't forgive you!" She mumbled, hating that she had to just go right along with his ideas. 

She was a stubborn girl who liked when things were done her own way but for now, she had no choice but to follow in his footsteps. Tearing her gaze away from the male, she inspected the room that the two of them were standing in quickly. Was there anything that could be brought as a weapon? Upon inspection, the room seemed to belong to that of a child, possibly a boy? Luckily, it didn't take long for her eyes to spot a bat lying flat on the ground. 

Without speaking, she walked towards the object and bent down, gripping it tightly in her hands. Standing up straight again, she made her way back towards the male, whose name she still didn't know, and pressed the tip of the bat against his back, gently nudging him forward.

"You go out first..."

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Elliot’s eyes wandered around the dark gallery as he tried to recall this place. Though could it be nothing but a made up misconception after the sacrifice he had made? Could it be that in the after life you get stuck in—- suddenly a pair of hands appeared before his eyes trying to reach out at him, and now you could call him crazy but he was sure as hell that was not normal. This place was not normal. 

Noble Nightray boy stared in complete disbelief unsure of what he should do about that. This didn’t quite look like the Abyss, and then again is not like he had been in it before to tell. But he also didn’t remember ever being in such place like this one. Elliot walked closer to the opposite wall as he slowly walked past the pair of dark hands trying to reach out to him. A shiver running down his spine and the real exclusive question “What in the world is this place?” Elliot’s surprise wasn’t about to be put to pause when he realised there was a purple rose in his hand, he wasn’t one to be into flowers but he couldn’t say he hated them, so he sorted to keep it. “Tch…”

The boy continued his way inside the place staring at the weird paintings that for some reason were of a horrible taste, at least to his thinking anyway. “What kind of ‘artist’ could come up with such disfigured creations?” Such a critic, but that’s he’s usual self. Elliot was not past his disgust towards the paintings when he tripped and fell on someone who happened to be walking by.

Embarrassed and annoyed the Nightray turned around as he quickly got up mumbling under his breathe at whomever was there. “Just why can’t you look where you’re going to, how dare you make me fall like that… tch.” 

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This had to be the worst day of her sheltered life. Early this morning she had agreed to go with Gakupo and Luka to the art museum which was something she had clearly come to regret. But, at the time, she knew that the two other VOCALOIDs enjoyed calm scenarios such as the museum would bring and, after a fight with Len, she had needed to calm her nerves at the time. 

"...Calm scenario... Yeah right..." She mumbled, tightly gripping the orange rose that she had found in a vase in her small, trembling hands. Maybe she would later get in trouble for taking it without permission (though there didn't seem to be anyone around anyways) but it was as if the flower had been calling out to her, urging her to take it.  

Which sounded crazy. Maybe she was losing her mind? Tucking the stem of the object behind her ear so that she wouldn't have to keep a tight grip on it, the girl continued with her own little tour of the museum. And, had she not been so caught up in her own disarrayed thoughts, she probably would have noticed the male nearing towards her. 

But, as unfortunate as it was, neither seemed to notice the other's presence which sent the two clashing together and falling backwards onto the ground. Had she not been an adroid, that fall probably would have knocked her breath away for a second. 

At first, she felt a flood of relief course through her veins. Finally! Another person! She'd no longer be alone! That is, until he opened his mouth. Leave it to her to find someone rude. But the stubborn Kagamine wouldn't go down without a fight.

"You weren't paying attention to where you were going, either! Don't pin the blame on me!" She paused, taking in a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself down. This guy was the only person she had seen in this museum after it had changed so suddenly and unexpectedly. She needed to do her best to get along with him.

"...You could have at least offered to help me up..." She murmured while rising to her feet once more. "I'm Rin Kagamine. Who are you?" 

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>>Locked Up♪♫<<

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If he waited long enough, he could possibly fall asleep in the chair that he had chosen to occupy in the dormant room. It held it’s fair share of paintings, sure, but they were hardly that of scary. One held a picture of stars actually twinkling in the black of night, though music would have went splendidly with that false view that he was given before him. That was something he was so use to seeing in the dead of night, those stars since he was someone to walk the streets, doing whatever could give him a slight bit of fun. It seems slowly that he was missing it, it was such a shame that what he always had fun at doing was taken away so easily.

Although, there was something amiss, his amber hues watching as the painting began to allow those tiny starts to blink it’s life. What were they trying to tell him? Whatever it was, he believed it could wait as he slowly closed his eyes, allowing his body to gain some rest. It was all so easy, to fall asleep and forget about the world and even within this gallery, he wasn’t going to dwell with it’s problems. If he was to starve to death, he would allow it since there seemed to be no way out. Trapped with freaky art monsters weren’t what he wanted.

Taking a small, deep breath had he settled in his chair and placed his hands in his lap. With short rest was quickly destroyed as he heard a door shut, slowly opening his eyes had he took notice to a female girl trying to catch her breath. At the sight had a smile appeared on his face, trying to keep a straight face was nothing he was able to do until she started talking. Hearing that a monster had chased her, Kano could only give a low laugh as if he was slowly going insane. But he was quite alright.

She was asking him for help? Well, how funny was that. Allowing her to tug on his clothing had the male waited before allowing himself to raise from his seat. “Aha— kekehe..” Slowly in his laughter that started to become louder as he cleared his throat after. His cheery voice ringing alongside his words as he spoke to her. “Are you that scared!? Come on, this place is too fun to pass up, let’s go find that monster that gave you the spooks.”

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After she had finished her sentence, the blonde had obviously expected the male to be just as frightened as she had been, but almost all of her fear was drained by sudden irritation. What did this guy find so funny about her story!? Perhaps he didn't believe what she had told him? It would make sense, after all, seeing as the two didn't know each other and normal people didn't try convincing others that they had been chased by monsters.

Or, better yet, moving paintings. The android knew that silly things such as vampires and werewolves didn't exist but this had been real! She knew what she saw! Her grip on the male's sleeve loosened at once, only to tighten once more when he mentioned going find the lady in the painting.

"Are you insane?! Have you totally lost it?! Did you not hear a word I just said!?" She could hardly control the pitch of her voice as she tugged at the male's arm repeatedly out of frustration towards his reaction. "I am NOT going back out there until we have a weapon and a plan of action! A-And you can't leave an innocent girl out here on her own!" 

Okay, she needed to calm herself down otherwise the two of them would never progress in this gallery. Shutting her eyes for a moment, the android took a deep breath in through her nose and out through her mouth. She repeated the action a few more times, having long since released her grip on the male, until she felt her nerves come to a minimum. 

Opening her eyes once more, she pursed her lips and stared at the other standing before her.

"Can you please just help me out? My name is Rin Kagamine. I'm sorry I had no time for introductions until now."

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>>Locked Up♪♫<<

This was ridiculous... Impossible, even! The android knew better than to believe in such things as curses or evil, but how else could she explain what had happened to her?! The morning had started off as normal as ever with the blonde headed towards the mall but when she had caught sight of the museum she had decided to stop by for a while just to linger until her favorite store in the mall opened up. Had she known this would have happened, she never would have dared step foot inside the building! 

A light whimper escaped her parted lips as she walked down the darkly lit hall with no real sense of direction. The paintings in the walls were so odd... So unsettling... One particular picture caught her eye, though. A picture of a brunette woman in a red outfit. Mesmerized by it for a moment, the girl took a small step forward only to watch in horror as the woman in the painting out-stretched her arms and clawed her way out of the wall itself.

A loud shriek left the blonde's lips and, without bothering to look back, she darted forward as fast as she possibly could, not once stopping until she reached a door at the end of the corridor. Slipping inside, the girl pressed her back against the wall and panted lightly, cerulean hues scanning the room she had entered. And, come to find out, the room had already been occupied by someone else.

"You... Did that monster chase you in here as well?!" Darting towards the stranger, the android caught hold of their sleeve and gave it a panicked tug. "What should we do? How can we get outta here!?"