Hamano came back to herself sitting on the floor on one side of the room, generally isolated from the rest of the people for the moment. Had she passed out? She tried to remember, only to be rewarded with a stabbing pain in her head. "Ow!" she said out loud, hissing as one hand went to her head and her ears folded back.
Her wha? She did a double take, pain entirely forgotten as her hand traveled up over her head. WTF? She lifted her other hand, too, and now both hands were exploring her velvety soft ears. She bit her lower lip in concentration and raised them, then swiveled them, then turned each on independent of the other. They felt like cat's ears, really big cat's ears.
With a gasp she brought her hands to her cheeks, apparently searching for whiskers. She let out a sigh of relief - whiskers would just be weird. (that it was weird she was just fine with cat's ears but not whiskers never crossed her mind). But apparently she was wearing glasses? Okay... She took them off, could see just fine, and put them back on. A prop of some kind? But why?
She surveyed the rest of herself and was delighted to find she had considerable boobage going on - well that was new! And a tail seemed to top off the new ensemble. A game. She was in a game, she decided. She liked games. Loved them in fact, she had just... "Ow!" She hissed as a lancing pain shot through her temples again. Apparently thinking about the past was out for now.
Standing, she looked around, and for the first time came into the awareness that she wasn't alone in this room. "Way to go with those razor sharp senses," she muttered to herself as she walked over to join everyone else. "I am SO good at this game, just watch me."