♥ good life choices

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[ action ♥ 335 Brady Lane ]
[ When Satou woke up from dying she was cold and miserable. Just like the last time, she's stuck in a state of being a corpse and feeling so miserable and scared that she flops back in her bed, curls up, and takes some of the morning to feel sorry for herself. Then gets up, covering her head with her bed;s blankets, and goes downstairs. Where she finds two packages. ]
Au... I think I'd rather have a pulse than mail right now...

[ phone ♥ ]

U-um... I'm back! I'm back... Hello. Sorry about being in the carnival, um... I got some mail. Did anyone else get packages?

[ She fiddles with her two new cards. One has her favorite magical girl dress on it and the other has a classic demon. ] I hope everyone got back from the carnival okay. Haruhi-san, do you have the newspaper I gave you? Um, maybe we should get together and look that over... Did anyone else find newspapers or anything useful in the carnival? Could you let me know? I'm Satou, um and. I'm curious.

[ Satou pauses, looking at the card with the demon on it and frowning. Unimpressed with her regain and not sure what it means. ] And um... Alphonse...san, Mr, um... If you're listening, um... I'm sorry, sir... I about not being nice.

[ action ♥ makeout point ]
[ Despite what would be considered "good judgment", Satou heads to makeout point a few hours after her initial phone call to try training her magic. She's frustrated after letting herself get killed again, even when she had her magic, and needs to vent some steam. ]

Hm... no one is here, I hope? I wonder what that second card means...

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[extraordinarily]

Well, you better get it quickly, then!

[She gives Satou a thumbs up for now, smiling. She's not being mean because Satou is kind of cute... in a childlike way, anyway.]

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[ And Satou scurries off to find the paper, later returning with a handwritten copy of the details on this paper. ]

This is the one! From Mr Matou-san!

[extraordinarily]

Huh...

[Haruhi stares it down, folding her arms as she makes a detective face.]

It doesn't seem too important, but it goes to prove that I was right to begin with. That place was probably either a scrapped version of Mayfield or a beta version... probably the first one, though.

[priceofmagic]

Really? So you think we're in this place? This artificial town?

[extraordinarily]

Probably. But I can't exactly prove it just yet.

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[ Satou hesitates before supplying her personal opinion. ]

However, what about the article that we received? That seemed quite strange compared to the flyer, in my opinion.

I believe we should acquire any other collection information before coming to a conclusion...

[extraordinarily]

That's true. We'll have to turn to the whole town to figure out what to do!

[priceofmagic]

Y-yeah... I guess that we will...

Have you heard of anyone else finding information?

[extraordinarily]

Not necessarily about the carnival, but about Mayfield... yeah. I have.