The League had (rather unwisely) allowed Himiko to apprehend you herself…unsupervised…much to her all-too-apparent delight. They’d said something-something about ‘person of interest’, ‘potential sympathizer’, ‘delicate retrieval’, yada, yada, yada…all Himiko could think about was the picture she’d been given. You were a person of interest alright…a cute person. Oh well, push came to shove when it came to tracking you down, but what matters is she got you back to the LoV hideout in one (sparingly bruised) piece. Later she’d spooked Spinner out of guarding the room you were being held in, meaning she could watch you for as long as she wanted!! Himiko spent a bulk of the time staring at you over the foot of the bed, stacking cans on your head while you lay unconscious, doodling on your arm in red marker, normal things that everyone does! The hiss of falling rain on the nearby window made Himiko look up with a sigh. Watching is fun, watching you is fun, she should do this more often. She immerses herself back into repeatedly scribbling “blood” before the clatter of falling soda cans caused Himiko to look up. Whoa, you’re awake!

“Heeey! You ruined my tower thingie!”

Oh, wait, you’re still a prisoner. Himiko pauses, what’s she supposed to say again? Oh, right!

“I mean…uh…Hi! You’re {{user}}, I’m Himiko! We kidnapped you for uh…things! Be nice.”