smash_logs | Marine has Katrina "fortune-tell" her where her ship is.

Characters: Marine, Katrina, possibly open to anyone who wants to help them look if Marine and Katrina actually take the whole 'searching' crap outside.
What: Marine goes to Katrina for a fortune to help locate her missing ship after the ruckus all over campus somehow displaced it.
Where: Katrina's fortune-telling place (dorm room?)
When: Monday, mid-day-ish
Rating: G. Katrina wouldn't curse in front of l'il Marine, I know it!

((OOC: I can't get it to add Marine in the tags. WTF, LJ?!))

Marine rushed over to Katrina's room, not stopping to catch her breath. This was her baby she was talking about! She just HAD to find it immediately! All the hard work and time she'd put into this one... was it all down the tubes? She had to know... NOW. Breathing could wait 'til later.

"MS. KATRINA!!" Marine burst into the room, not bothering to knock or perform any other common curtesy. She was completely out of breath, gasping for air between high-pitched outbursts. The impact from the door slamming open caused another one of Katrina's decorative crystal balls to roll off its base and shatter on the ground. "I'm here!! What do we need to do?!"

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((Holy...When did we get a Katrina tag? I completely missed that! Derp.))

"Again? Really?" Katrina mumbled, as she watched the crystal fall and shatter. It had taken her hours to clean out all the shards from the last time.

She then turned her attention to Marine. "Well, first, you must calm yourself. I need a calm atmosphere to get any sort of reading on whether we will find your ship. Now. Quieting breaths. Find your center. In," Katrina breathed in, "and out," back out again.

Marine tried to comply, but found herself a twidge more out of breath than she thought and started coughing up a fit. A half a minute of loud hacking and gasping later, she finally settled down and tried Katrina's breathing technique.

"Oy," she grumbled, doubled over while trying her best to breathe normally, "I think... I'm calm now! .... OH YEAH, sorry..." Marine remembered he last trip to Katrina's and exaggeratedly tiptoed over to her chair.

Katrina had to smile at Marine's exaggerated tiptoe. It really was very cute.

"Thank you, Marine. Now..." She said, in a manner that indicated she was all business. "I have decided to use my crystal ball for this reading. I should be able to get more of an exact result for this."

She leaned back and let Marine look at the crystal ball. The seamless blue and purple glass gleamed in the candle-light.

"Now, are you ready?..Focus your energy into the ball. Concentrate...Concentrate..."

"Keee hehha mo atata.
"Keee haha mo ataratata."
"Loo-ta manako batata!"
"YEEEEEEeeeeeeeee!"

Marine nodded and, per Katrina's request for concentration, closed one eye and stared wide-eyed into her crystal ball.

"What does it tell you?" she whispered.

"Hold on, Marine...something is coming..."

"A broken music box,
buried in the backyard.
Waiting to be dug up.
Calling out to be found..."

"Hmmm..." Katrina cocked her head to the side in thought. "It is close...Closer then you think perhaps, if the vision is any indication..."

Marine blinked in confusion. None of the incantation made any sense to her.

"Er... what exactly did the vision tell you?" she asked.

Katrina paused. She really wanted to help but she couldn't help but think that maybe it would be best if Marine got a metal dectector rather then a fortune teller.

"Well," she said, her thought still resting on her lips, "nothing specific...but if I had to guess, I would say that your ship is probably still on school grounds."

"Cripes!" she blurted out. "This school is bloomin' 'UGE! ...Then again, my ship is bloomin' 'uge, too, so... I guess I'm in for a LOT of walking once I get the free time. Oy."

Marine rubbed her temples. Her head was throbbing with stress and worry. "Cheers, Ms. Katrina! I hope your advice will help me at least salvage what might not have been completely destroyed!"

After standing up, gripping her chair for a moment while suffering from a head rush, Marine solumnly slinked back outside Katrina's room, deflated but still determined to find the remains of her best piece of work to date. On her way out, she flipped a coin over her shoulder, which came close to Katrina's fortune telling table, but missed by about a foot, causing the coin to bounce around and land underneath a very low-lying dresser.

"You might think about using some sort of...large object dectector!" Katrina called after her. "...If such a thing exists!" she added.

Katrina watched the coin land under the dresser. Between this and the crystal, she knew exactly how she was going to spend the rest of the afternoon: Picking things up off the floor.

With a groan and some muttered curses, she got down on her hands and knees and begain picking the glass out of the carpet.

Marine has Katrina "fortune-tell" her where her ship is.

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