"What<em>is</em>a girl to do..."  Mayu sighed to herself as she lay out on the veranda in the Vasili shrine.  Yes, she was being lazy, she was allowed to be after today.  But just today, she told herself.  If she didn't try and occupy herself with<em>things</em>...<strong>other things</strong>tended to happen.  Like her pajamas rusting.  Or masks appearing all over the walls of a room she went into.  Or other such crazy things.  And it was worse for her, since she didn't technically sleep at night like other girls she knew.<br/><br/>However...<br/><br/>...this would be a prime opportunity to get back at that troublemaker for<em>stealing her new, sexy bra</em>.  Something told her this was a bad idea, but she was a teenage girl.  So, Mayu decided, at night she would torture Rinley Yatskaya in her dreams.  Not in the sense you might think of, dear reader.  Oh, hardly.  Mayu's a teenage girl, not a psychopath.   No, Mayu's vengeance was something more along the lines of...confusing feelings over that woman in the mask, something that was probably classified better as, say...'wet nightmare'?<br/><br/>But that could only be when everybody slept.  During the day, she needed to do things, too.  She<em>had</em>an idea for something, too!  A mask.  Not anything wildly new - that was a lot harder for her than the old ways of doing things - but she wanted to revive Fortitude's old White Day tradition, which was a festival for young people to celebrate and communicate affection.  There needed to be a herald for that...and that herald would need a symbol, and a mask was<em>just</em>the thing for it!  So, during her days, Mayu worked to make the herald's mask...