>"That makes sense. Probably met Celes or something.
>Let's take a moment to test the wind, and see if we can tell who it is. Or at least make sure it isn't something that gives us reason to worry.
>Assuming we get no red flags: "Now, where were we?"
>Where are we, anyways?
>Taking a moment to draw in a focusing breath, you turn your senses to the wind. Ohh, never done that when you're this drunk before, that feels interesting. You can feel yourself next to yourself... Focus, Hatate, focus. You turn your attention outward. That's definately Honoka, she registers like a strong hot breath across your face. As for her opponent, you think you can detect three of them, and one of them is most certainly Momiji. That would explain the numbers. Momicchi's good, but she's no match for Honoka alone, not from what you saw. The other two seem to be Tengu, though Celes is not far away, likely observing the spectacle. You'd indulge your own curiousity, if you weren't about to indulge other things.
>You've landed. When did that happen? Probably when you were watching fire. You find yourself on the second floor of a building you don't immediately recognize, standing outside a rather ornate white painted door, with a red heart-shaped doorknob. You're not sure if that's romantic or just plain cheesy.
>"I think you're gonna like this place. Oh, but first." Taking her hand away from the door, she turns and, with a surprising amount of grace, scoops you off the ground into her arms. If your slightly hazy memory serves, they call this a bridal carry. "My lady." your counterpart with some sense of drama and a big smile.
