With a a last frustrated huff she turns from the immovable window, a big frown plastered on her face. Her breathing returns to normal as she finally comes to some approximation of calmness. Her hands dart to breasts and bush to cover herself, more angrily than shyly.
"I was in the shower in my own damn house a few seconds ago! I didn't expect to have perverts leering at me! And I'm no punk, I respect the government. My father is Richard Carpenter. The British political liaison to Japan. He's not corrupt in the least, he's a good man. A good man who'll still have you all keelhauled if I'm not returned home safely! If any of you even touch me I..."
She stares in shock as the new man appears in a flash of lights from the orb in the room, shaking her head she looks to the black ball, noticing it for the first time, and then down to the pile of clothes that land at her feet. She points incredulously at the man who just appeared, her jaw hanging open.
"What the hell was that? How did you do that?!"
(What sort of clothes, by the way?)
Yoshi observes the newcomer as he's being crafted by the lines of light coming from the dark ball. Once he appears and throws some clothes to the naked girl he says in Japanese "This is the same way we all came into this building, that includes you girl." He walks towards the dark ball and continues "This is truly fascinating."
(OOC: errr... lets just say a matching sweat pants and a top to go with it. PS: they smell like they've been in a furnace; smokey!)
"What the hell was that? How did you do that?!" said the naked girl but Takezo didn't reply. Instead he pulls out a can of tuna from his bag and starts eating on his lunch. Sitting there on the corner of the room he starts studying the new group of people; they were just like him when he first entered the room. What could he have told them? He himself didn't know the answers...
Without looking at her, Takezo says; "If its answers you want. I'm not the person you need."
Keiko quickly scoots down to snatch up the pants, slipping them on. They are a little baggy on her slender legs, but she's tall enough that they'll not trip her up. She Then tugs the top over her head, she sniffs the crumpled, sleeveless top and grimaces at the smell.
"Ugh, where did you find this stuff? A boiler room?"
She looks down rather grimly at the clothing, thinking they're hardly doing her figure justice. Before slumping down to the floor, looking fairly miserable, trying not to look at the creepy black ball.
"Well everyone's going out of their way to help out around here I see." She says sarcastically. "Does anyone know how the hell I got here? And which one of you was it that was in my apartment? It must have been one of you bastards."
"One of us?" Yoshi says amused. He faces the ball and continues "Did you not see a man being shaped by beams of light coming from the dark ball? This is how you came to this room, this is how we all did. Do not be childish and ignore that fact,.." he then turns to her to finish "...no matter how absurd it may be."
Ryunosuke is starting to get very impatient and he turns his attention to the young man who just casually sat down in a matter of fact way. "Hey you! You're acting just a little too calm about all this sh!t. That black ball just spit you out with some weird holographic techno what ever and you're not in the least bit curious about it? Doc doesn't that seem to be just a bit peculiar to you? How about you Punky Bruster? Am I the only one curious about why HE'S not concerned?'.
Ryunosuke pauses , not waiting for a response, but wondering why he doesn't feel any agitation or cravings for a fix. By now he thought he would have gotten violently sick. Could I be mistaken about the whole night? Maybe I did go too Andre's after party after all. I just can't put things together anymore. All Andre had to do is loose that f_cking fight, I had everything setup. I'd be able to payoff the big boss, but no, Andre f_cked everything up. Damn it, he's so bull headed.
After thinking about the current situation a little more, Ryunosuke turns his attention back the latest addition to the black ball magic show (Takezo). "So what's your deal?".
The guy with the hospital gown was starting to annoy Takezo. He looked up at him and pointed at him. "You want answers? i'll tell you this. You're DEAD!" He then pointed to the next person and said the same thing "You're Dead." Takezo kept going from one person to the next, repeating himself till he finally pointed at the girl last... He set his eyes on her for the first time... the girl was quite young, maybe a little older than him. It was her features that caught his eyes, half Asian, half god knows what. To him she looked odd, freaky odd.
Raises an arched eyebrow and stares back at him.
"What the hell are you staring at? You want your stinking clothes back? And I for one, am not dead."
She gives a half hearted laugh as if to deny the audacity of the suggestion.
Takezo laughs at the girl's remark. "You really thinks so? You really don't remember what happened to you? Hahaha... that's some f_cked up memory you have. I'm sure all of you were in some sort of life or death situation before you came here, right?" He turns back to the girl,... "so what's your name, not so dead girl?"
After her struggle with Robert, Natasha eventually regains consciousness. She slowly opens her eyes and looks up to a ceiling. "Что.. это.. такое?" she said with a weak voice. Still groggy, she raises herself to find a small group of different people. "Is. this.. a. hospital?" As soon as those words escaped her lips, memories of her struggle with Robert quickly flashed through her mind up to the strangling. She quickly recoils and backs away from the others until she is against a wall. With a panic striken voice Natasha cries "これは何であるか? Who are you people? Where is Robert? How did I get here!?"