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As a teenage girl, and one not really for the trapping of frills and makeup and dresses, mirrors were something of a struggle to Dongmei. She understood them in bathrooms and such (mostly) but the one on the back of her door that she often just found herself staring at was a struggle.

A gift from her dad a couple years ago, she really only used it to make sure her duds for kung fu classes were in decent shape and that she didn't look like a mess for class. (It was, after all, one thing to come back from classes looking a mess. Not so much heading too class.) Lately, however, she'd catch herself looking at it getting ready for school.

Or trying on clothes just for the fun of it? Sometimes even dresses or elaborate kimono (often just in preparation for events being held at the bathhouse). Such as today, ironically enough.

Dongmei had been trying on a sundress bought by her maternal grandmother, black in color thankfully but it had some lacing on it? She didn't quite get it, or understand why her grandmother thought she'd like it but it didn't hurt to try it on right? After all she could always wear it around the house.

It had fit but it had felt way too short so an addition of bike shorts had been made. Black as well, they featured a little galaxy colored panda face on one side. Feeling a bit better about the whole ordeal (and surprisingly comfortable), the golden eyed teen had just turned away to go show her fathers when something had grabbed her?? A short cry was cut off as she ended up inside her mirror? But she hadn't been the only one??

At least it didn't seem as such as there was another person inside the room. A quick glance showed that there were only white walls around them, with no doors or windows to be seen? Just her and the oddly dressed (a costume maybe?) woman.

Her hand moved to grab at the jade pendant she wore and barefeet padded against the floor as she moved for her.

"Um... You don't happen to know what's going on, do you?" She doubted it but it did look like she'd been here longer so...

She was surprised to hear just a sort of immediate blame on someone, well someones. "Bad people" she had said. Problem with that (and definitely not mentioning any one person or group in particular) was that the definition of bad people was subjective.

Bad was a subjective adjective over all. What one person could see as bad another could see in a totally different light. Stealing was bad but for some people it was a way to get by, for example.

The teen opted not to mention any of her thoughts, this didn't entirely seem like the time to get into a possible arguement over semantics and idealology.

"How could some one do this though? I mean, I was in my bedroom with my back to a mirror." Clearly there was a lot she didn't really know.

"It's nice to meet you, I guess?" Oh that was a bit rude wasn't it? "Well, I mean it would be better to meet you out of weird circumstances, so it's really as nice as it can be?"

There was a low groan of embarrassment from the teen and she wished a hole would have swallowed her up right then and there. She probably would have just run off had there been a place to run to. How awkward could she be?

Sucking in a deep breath and closing her eyes, Dongmei gave herself a couple seconds then let it out. Golden eyes opened back up and she smiled despite the embarrassed blush on her face.

"Let's try that again. It's nice to meet you, Ananke. I'm Dongmei."