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Yo-kai:

     IT DOES NOT FULLY SINK IN that she is being directly addressed for a good few seconds of silence hanging in the air. Light gives way to a girl staring back at her through the downpour; eyes glow through the night and peer over her shoulder, looking every which way and hesitant about– about something, perhaps judging if she’d deign it necessary to strike. Another Yokai–

    …Another Yokai.

     And she is not under his sway, but fully aware of all.

     “Y-You can see me?!” Louder than she ever speaks, closer to moaning in pain than anything accusatory or even surprised. Drizzelda’s brow softens and fear alights anew and the wind howls in the wake of her question, cradling the can closer to her chest.

  The sudden rise in her voice is enough to startle Katie, taking a solid step back and blinking. Sleep is ready to take over, rain blurring her vision further than even drowsiness can. Free hand comes up to swipe at her eyes, keeping the temptation to pass out at bay for a little while longer. She can rest when the situation before her is resolved, right?

  “ I, um, yes-- You see, I have this watch here and it’s letting me see a bunch of you guys around here, ” Katie explains, not pausing to even ask if Drizzelda already knew about the device. If the surroundings were kinder for this encounter, maybe she would have.

  “ ... Listen, you don’t seem happy to be spotted. I can’t do anything to make you pay for that drink either, so... can I please buy one myself? If I don’t drink something that’ll pump me up, I might just pass out in the middle of the street. ”

  An exaggeration, but she really needed to get going.

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Vending Machine Thief:

     FOOTSTEPS THROUGH THE NIGHT, cutting through the puddles in her wake– unusual, this time of night, but nothing to cause alarm. She may shudder when they cut through her, but no one pauses in a thunderstorm to wrangle change for a vending machine.

     It is the light that causes her to freeze.

     “S-Sorry–!!” Umbrella shade and sudden brightness blinding her obscure the perpetrator in whatever bold approach they’re trying to make– but she cradles her prize from the machine she falls flush against despite herself.

                                                                               @watchwielder.

  She’s thankful that even during something as brutal and horror-inspiring as Terror Time comes up, she stays dry. Rain would only add weight and slow her down (though the torrential downpour when she returns to the waking world isn’t doing her any favors). A soft sigh and a groan later she’s heading towards the nearest vending machine.

   Whisper mentions there’s a Yo-kai nearby and her watch is out faster than she can blink.

   Two blinks and Katie simply stares at this one, the umbrella hanging above her taken into account. What is a Yo-kai doing stealing from a machine at 3 AM anyways? Watch lowers slightly to see better, head ever so slightly to the side.

   “ ... Why’re you sorry? I’m getting a drink too, so it’s not weird or anything. ”