<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/y6uVzau.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Misaki<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open, Rumi, Daigo<br/><hr/>Misaki was considering sketching out another circle just to get someone she could get ensnared rather than herself — better one of her sometimes minions look like a Christmas tree than her, after all — when she just barely managed to avoid landing on her butt. She had known that the butler was there, of course, but Daigo had looked so focused. Or, well,<em>she</em>would have had to been focused if she had tried to do something like that.<br/><br/>Well, really if she had tried to do something like that she would have dropped the ice on her foot, then cut her hand with the first slice, then given up and gone to get a drink. But even if by some weird happenstance she<em>had</em>succeeded it would have only been after a monk-like bit of focus and effort.<br/><br/>And so when Daigo seemed to as easily break such a trance as she would look up from making toast or something equally trivial it nearly sent her into a terminal spin instead of the normal dizzying spin she was already trying unwrap herself with. By the time she was stable again her red cheeks weren't just because of the cold. To say nothing of what he had actually said.<br/><br/>"W-well don't take a maid's dedication so lightly!" she called back, ignoring that the evidence was probably not on her side in this instance.