Meido quest version 2.0

[Bloble]

Meido already knows there is no one around, although she's unsure as to why she knows that. the courtyard is locked as is a large steel door near the bedrooms.

the first person on the list is someone named Emiya.

The steel door is clearly impassable so Meido leaves it be for the moment opting to explore the town to get her bearings, it is a bright morning and there are several cars and bikes of different make and model parked in the church's parking-lot as well as a row of assorted laundry supported by a sword, a spear and a golden clothes line respectively. Meido finds it strange that such things are as they are but figures that since she can't remember her own name it would be best not to challenge logic at the moment.

Meido decides to take a look at the clothes line, and at the sword and spear.

The clothes line is pure gold, all of the clothes it's holding are fancy and clearly high cost. there is also a sword or maybe it's a key on the line. The spear is red and barbed. the sword is something like three or so feet, it is a long katana by what she can tell. Meido isn't a weapon expert.

Meido decides to take a closer look at the key-like sword. She has a strange feeling that she may have once owned something like it, although she isn't certain.

Meido sighs at the state of the laundry, all of her maid instincts telling her the absurdity of the way they've been hung. Against all common sense she takes down the clothes and begins setting them up properly, all the while unconsciously muttering about how foolish the people who must own these clothes are.

Meido rehangs the laundry properly after removing the Spear and the sword and takes care of the sword key setting it aside as she puts the other laundry into a plain basket.

the spear is dangerous just to hold the sword is long but light and the sword key feels old. Meido hasn't the appraisal skills to discern anymore from such items.

Meido feels a strong attachment to the sword key, and thinks she should take it with her.

The Meido examines the key more closely. She can't understand why someone would hang a key on a clothesline. She examines it once more, rubbing it to get rid of any traces of grime or dirt. Turning it over in the air. She even tries to imagine what kind of vault it could unlock, miming opening the vault by turning the key in the air, all the while thinking of how foolish it would be if it lead to a secret treasure or room.

Still, for an unexplained reason she suddenly gets the urge to keep it.

Meido takes the key and wonders about the vehicles in the parking lot

All this shit happens.

[Larekko12]

Meido has a slight headache and echoing chime she thinks her is Karen Stribling and is a tan skinned women of moderate height and athlethic frame and callused hands that show sign of a maid/engineer/masuese . She decides to check her clothing for any symbols of identity to support of deny this claim and finds coin-purse with her bank card and Id and driver's license supporting her name and skills.

[lantzblades]

Meido coughs up blood and sits down, regardless of her particulars Meido thinks it would be a good time to leave but she's unsure of which employers to visit or if she should go to a hospital to get checked out first.

[Larekko12]

Meido after wiping off blood looks for a method of communication of medication failing that does her best to head to the hospital. Coughing blood is bad.

[Mike1984]

Meido realises that her coughing blood is probably caused by the mental strain from the long argument and decides to look around the church to see where she is and what is happening.

[Counterguardian]

Your coughing is obviously due to the strain on your lungs due to your enormous breasts.

Get a better bra.

[Larekko12]

Meido Karen decides to follow the rule better safe than sorry and go check out the hospital. It will only cause undue stress if she finds an employer and keels over and die from something serious or gives her employer something because coughing up blood is almost always bad and nosebleeds come from mental strain no up chucking blood.