zeronosimagin entered the photo studio....but not really
As Natsumi opened up shop that moment, she glanced out the window and saw- for what seemed to be the umpteenth time, even though it was really the third- the colorful bleakness of the time stream. Were they on the Denliner again? Stepping out the front door, she expected to be in the dining cabin of the Denliner. Instead, she was greeted by dark colors and one booth off in the corner. It was a rather cramped room, and the lights were a bit....dim. The only thing she knew was the Imagin that seemed to be making something. "Ah, um...Deneb-san, right?" He seemed to fit the description Kohana had given her at one point. Maybe he could be of some assistance?










