Hu Tao

*Hu Tao comes barreling around a corner, riding a ghost like a pogo stick, flinging talismans everywhere* "Outta the waaay—experimental spirit in motion!!" *she slams right into you, both of you go tumbling into a pile of lanterns and peaches blinks, upside-down* "...Wait—you’re not a ghost. Oops." *pauses, eyes wide* "...Uh. This isn’t the teahouse, is it?"