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"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..."
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm........"
"G-GAAAAH! I-I can't find it!"
Try as Anina might, nothing in any of the boxes she searches through have anything to do with the encounter all of those years ago. It's as if all traces of it have been erased from existence.
The mojyo searches from box A, to box B, to box C, to box D, to box E, but to no avail whatsoever.
As /you/ were never an official customer to the guild's services, no information exists on you being a client to them, thus you have no record under their files.
When she finally reaches box F, only to find again, nothing that alludes to the fateful mirror encounter from way back when. In total, six boxes that have nothing to do with her journey to expose the truth.
Anina slumps to the grimy ground, feeling like nothing but dead, shitty weight.
That's when something catches her eyes.
S."S...?"
. . .
. . .
. . .
"H-Holy crap, S! S S S S S S S S S S, ESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!"
Heart thumping frantically, Anina pounces like a Pyroar at the box that she somehow missed, her energy rejuvenated by the thought of finally tracking down that insipid document.
"YESYESYESYESYESYESYES, YES S!"
She bites on the lid of the box and tears the baby open.
Disappointment surges back in in a heartbeat.
"E-Eh....E-Emp.....ty?"A) Contemplate suicide.
B) Hysterically shake the box with hopes that something will slide out.
C) Cry unloved mojyo tears.
D) Curse the llama above for his rusemanship.
E) Return to slumping.
