Most places just use — never mind. I'll have to think about that...
Bed.
Roof
(Homura is sitting on a wooden stool with a hot thermos in hand.)
Main Room
(Iwasawa is making off-key guitar noises as she tunes it.)
Woods
(There might be a caped figure with a sword out.)
Bryce is taking a walk in the woods, looking around, on guard. He sees the cloaked figure and stops.
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(If the cloaked figure noticed Bryce, it wasn't obvious from their posture. Rather, they seemed to be standing still, as if listening for something.)
He saw the bandages, and cringed slightly, stiffening. He didn't like this.
Uh, are you lost?
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Blind!Sayaka: ...You ought to be asking yourself that. (turns head towards Bryce, then past it, cutlass turned towards a more combat-ready stance)
Roof
(Homura may be able to see Marcia, thinking about something while looking at the woods.)
He puts his hands up.
Hey, hey, I don't want any trouble...
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Homura: (turns to catch sight of Marcia) ...How goes that autobiography, Ms. Marcia? (guess at what Marcia is thinking about)
Woods
Blind!Sayaka: That's not your decision.
(Bryce may get a moment's warning of a low-pitched warbling noise - or an inexplicable feeling of dread - from behind before Blind!Sayaka will suddenly dash towards Bryce...'s left to confront it.)
He flinches and cowers, grabbing his head and losing his eyes, waiting for a death that never came. He opened his eyes and looked behind him.
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(Bryce may catch sight of a black orb flying off away from them into the woods. He will most probably see bald monks with bad reception some distance away but slowly closing in, another black orb forming in its hands. His newfound defender is "facing" it, sword ready to strike.)
Roof
(@Homura) It's, um, going well so far.... How, um, are you d-doing?
He backs away, willing to let them handle the monks.
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Homura: Fine. (The faint bags under her eyes suggests otherwise.)
Woods
Blind!Sayaka: I suggest you leave if you can't handle a mind inundated in despair. (Keeps facing the Wraith)
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What will you do?
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Blind!Sayaka: My job. (dashes straight for the Wraith, forcing it to abort its black-orb-forming-attempt with a quick strike before the two begin to clash)
He starts hyperventilating again, filled with dread. He backs away further in an attempt to stave it off.
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(Whelp, the fighting is starting to follow Bryce even as he tries to flee. Not close enough for him to be in immediate danger, but enough for the occasional small black orb or broken pieces of sword to fly past him.)
I will need to go in 30-60 minutes.
He turns on his heels and starts to run away. Through telekinesis, he tries to deflect the debris away from him.
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(@Homura) ...A-are you, um, sure?
Woods
(The cacophony of clashing and what sounded like flesh being severed fade away as Bryce fled from battle successfully! Good job! Coward.)
Roof
Homura: (Was about to snap a reply, then lets the response die in her throat) ...I don't remember - do you know about Sayaka Miki?
Roof
(@Homura)...Isn't she t-that, um, that blind girl who loves justice?
Roof
Homura: Yes, that's her. The one who seeks to make me pay in blood.
Roof
(tilts head) W-why...? You, um, seem like a good person to m-me.
... I had not considered that it would be... a musical talent... I have always thought of it as a military role...
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?