[ the code breaking is great and all, but all of this fog and humidity is not good for mary saotome's hair.

her glass cage rattles a bit when she wakes up from whatever the hell she just woke up from, because mary's temper is as hairtrigger as it's ever been and she is not about being trapped anywhere, which means if you're walking through the room with the glass, you might be startled by the crashing noise of glass breaking.

in fact, right as you walk by, you're privy to mary smashing a hole in the glass with one of her stiletto heels. all you can see through the foggy glass is one golden eye and a tuft of her pretty, blonde hair.

and boy is she mad. what the hell. ] Are you just going to stand there?! Help me!

[ please. ]

[ do you know what else mary is not the type of person to do? go to carnivals. but, suddenly remembering everything about retrospec all at once means that she's stuck with its bullshit again. since she can't, for the life of her, figure out what the hell's happened (besides being kicked off the app).

she's not the type to eat carnival food, or the type to ride rides, particularly rickety looking retrospec ones--not a chance--but carnival games are a little more her speed. mary's standing in front of the balloon toss game, examining one of the darts at the table to the NPC worker, who doesn't seem too fussed about it. maybe. ]

How many people have you suckered with this today? [ casually as anything, examining the dart. it's not even about the dolls or the prizes now. it's about beating retrospec. she twirls the dart again. ] Hey. [ a glance to this new person that may have approached the game table. maybe there's a doll you really want? maybe something you recognize?

well, you'll probably get it. ] Bet you ten dollars I can win you a prize from this game.