#aichi1

“Heh...I’ve been waiting for this moment.” 

Cackling to herself, Mary Sue snips threateningly with her scissors at the entrance of a somewhat secluded alleyway between buildings. Notably, she is blocking the only way out for her freshly-minted victim.

“You there, red shirt in the blue hair!”

They appeared to be so. They were all over the ground, some bunched together and some scattered-- it appeared that someone has dropped their deck. The princess kneels and picks one of them up, and turns it over; it was not like cards she has seen before at all! It had an image, and words written below it that she could not quite make sense of. She picks up another-- another, and another, one by one-- each with a different image and a slightly different appearance from the last. She tilted her head questioningly. The images are pretty, but... she wondered if these had some kind of purpose? 

The late afternoon after the New Year's catastrophe of Sector 4 happened, one would see a full-grown man lugging around what appeared to be a giant muddy banana on one arm, and a cloth-turned-sack slung on his other shoulder. He looked positively sour with what had occurred; though he was safe since he had been in another sector at the time, his house and belongings were not.

At least his neighbors appeared to be safe, he thought with a little relief. Not to mention he wouldn't have to worry about all that fruit anymore--

"'Scuse me," he approached a young man, repositioning the large banana under his arm since it was beginning to slip. "Would you happen to know where the nearest laundry place here is?"