paixaorpg | Paradise - Paixao ... close enough? [Closed]

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Paradise - Paixao ... close enough? [Closed]

Character(s): Blue and Faye
Content: Blue wakes up outside the gate with extreme confusion. She spews her confusion to the banshee-screaming Faye.
Setting: Niflheim Gate
Time: Tuesday afternoon
Warnings: The banshee-like Faye? :D *bricked*

When she woke it seemed like such a rush. Her mind was too clouded; so many thoughts overflowing the bucket and all spilling out through her head. Wasn't she... dead? What happened? Was this the world reborn? ... It wouldn't be how she imagined it, but where else could she be?

She rounded on the gates, blue eyes wide with wonder.

Paradise.

Had they... succeeded? They must have. So then the others must be here too! Hige! Would they remember her? Would they have any of their memories? But, well, she remembered... so they must!

"It let me in... Paradise... let me..." She was amazed. She was only half wolf, so that should've meant that she would have been rejected...

...or maybe... this wasn't the real Paradise. She gritted her teeth. Maybe it was another false attempt, like Jagara had tried.

She took a step forward, towards a line of people with so many different smells, some too strong to bare. Her eyes took in as much as possible... and even her own body. And then she started to wonder again... and realize.... she wasn't what she thought she was.

"I even smell... human..."

She turned away from the gates and stared out around her. Where was she?! Why would... why would Paradise strip her of her identity?! Was this... was this how the world was meant to be reborn?! With no wolves...?

She looked over the crowd. None of them. Not a single one.. No wolves... none... none! Then was this... could this be... just the opposite of the Paradise she was hoping for. Her chest hurt. A human heart was aching.

Blue gazed back wearily at the gates. Silver ice, bringing up a painful memory of her deathbed. Darcia... A single, wicked, golden eye... And she cringed.

Someone was leading her towards the line and forced her in front of a human. His scent was surprisingly weak to her and she thought her senses were being stripped from her as well, but when she tried to escape, another human guided her back and he smelled rancid.

"Welcome to Paixao!"

"Pai...xao?" she blinked. Well, maybe... it... could be... it sounded almost the same... Look on the brightside! The others could still be in this Paixao place. Paixao...Paradise... He hadn't realized until a moment later that she had been asked her name. She smiled brightly. Bright side of things!, she reminded herself again. "I'm Blue."

"Enjoy your stay, Blue. This journal is yours."

She felt funny taking the object into her hands, not jaws, not holding it in between teeth. She passed under the gates of ice, gliding fingers across a dark, metallic surface, enjoying the strange feel, and then raised blue eyes up to the city.

She was stunned immediately. "This has to be Paradise."

Darcia wouldn't be here.

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If Faye hadn’t known better, she would have thought that this was Earth. It seemed to foreign yet so familiar to her. Yet there were little things that reminded her that this was some place odd. The people were too stiff, and the men didn’t give her a second glance. It was more than a little disturbing.

She had waited in line because that was what everyone else was doing. With little more than a “welcome to Paixao, Alice!” she was given a computer-like device and a brochure, then led into the… city. Also disturbing was how they had simply accepted her word – Faye wanted to see if they’d ask for some sort of identification. They hadn’t, and she had entered without difficulty.

Jet. It had to have been Jet. There was no other reasonable explanation for this. Except, that is, if she had been cryogenically frozen again. She highly doubted that, so Jet was the one to blame. He must have dumped her here while she was asleep. Some backwater planet she had never seen before seemed to be the perfect way to get rid of her.

“We were getting along so well, too,” Faye sighed, crossing her long legs as she sat on the grass. Well, it had looked like grass, from a distance. Upon plopping down, Faye had discovered that it felt a lot like… plastic. That was new.

After Spike had left on his suicide mission (Faye scowled a little as she reflected), Faye had decided to stay with Jet on the Bebop. It was kind of lonely with only the two of them, but things weren’t too bad. There were always bounties to hunt. Faye had been keeping herself busy.

In fact, she was tracking down some idiot that had robbed three banks in two days on Mars. She remembered cornering him in an alley and finding out that he was just some punk-ass kid. Regardless, she had thrown him in the Red Tail and had flown back to the Bebop.

And then… ?

Faye rubbed her head angrily. “I’m not getting anywhere with this! This is insane, even for Jet’s standards! What did I do to deserve being abandoned in this dump?!”

She didn't give a damn about how loud her screeches were. No money, no transportation, no familiar faces. All she had was some dinky computer. Still hissing like a cat, she jerked it open and began to type furiously.

Jet could have at least left her some cigarettes.

((Sorry about my slow-ness~))

Blue couldn't help but sniff the area around, as indiscretely as possible. When she wasn't very discrete the first time people stared at her and called her crazy. No. Not dealing with the stupid intelligence of humans again.

Though that wasn't exactly true. Not all humans were stupid. Slaves to Jagara... slaves to Darcia... Bah. The Old Man was great, even though he wouldn't believe her about certain... things. And then that couple that wanted to go as far to Paradise as they could, just like Blue herself.

She wondered if they were here, too.

She snapped her head up and someone's crazy screaming. No one else really paid much attention to her for being crazy-like. Blue mumbled something in annoyance and then walked a careful, distant circle around the human and stopped on the complete other side of her, still with distance and mind. Careful.

"This place isn't a dump. It can't be. It's..." Tell a human the truth? Would she risk it? Maybe she was once a naive wolf who gave up her form in the old world anyway... Still... She didn't want to be the only one who knew. Even if she had to tell a non-wolf. "Paradise."

Faye abruptly stopped cursing out the non-existent Jet, ravaging on everything from his artificial limbs to his bald head to his banzai trees in her attack. She looked up at the woman rather surprised someone had come over to talk to her. Even if she had been screaming like a banshee.

Looking up at the woman, Faye could only stare.

She then burst out into laughter.

“You have GOT to be kidding me!” Faye gasped after a moment, “THIS? I don’t know what your definition of paradise is, but I assure you this isn’t it.” How could it be? There wasn’t a bar in sight.

Blue's hands curled a bit at her side. Definately no wolf. Maybe... no. No animal in her at all. She sighed, wondering why she even bothered with this being and glanced away, back towards the gates. "It...has to be."

What else could it be? Blue was supposed to be dead, after all.

She nodded to herself. This one just didn't know anything (though Blue herself was rather...lost). She felt her mind going in circles - maybe that was some side-effect to being human, but she didn't feel like thinking too much ~~more~~ into it.

Again she nodded, but with confidence. "Maybe it's your own definition of 'paradise' that's skewered. Though... this isn't quite what I would've thought it would be like, but the only other option this could be is... what the humans called... Heaven." Or the other one. But Blue seriously doubted she would've woken up there.

Raising an eyebrow at the woman, Faye calmed her laughter. With a stretch of her arms over her head, Faye rose and placed a hand on her hip. "Look. This is just some backwater planet we've got dumped on for some reason or another. Everyone's got a story, you know," she said, glancing over the odd woman.

That is, until she heard the way she said human. It gave Faye a bad feeling. "And... what do you mean HUMANS? You look like one yourself, lady." In her confusion, Faye pushed out the idea that this could be heaven - or evel hell. She knew she wasn't dead. She remembered exactly what she had been doing before she ended up here, and she knew it had to be of Jet's doing. It had to be.

And now she was stuck with some insane person. Great.

Backwater planet? Then how would've she gotten here? That still wouldn't explain anything. She didn't have any story to back it up.

Blue looked over herself, a bit disgruntled. It was too... weird. Different. Sure, she had seen her own illusion before... but this was no illusion anymore and she wasn't sure what to do about it. "I didn't..." she thought about how exactly to choose her words, "use to be," she finished.

"Didn't used to be?" Faye echoed, torn between amusement and confusion. She had to hear this.

Then again... maybe she shouldn't be too surprised. Her mind drifted back to Gren, remembering when she had found out he wasn't quite what he had appeared to be. People were full of surprises, whether they were completely what they appeared to be or not. You couldn't judge a book by its cover, or so they said.

Blue wanted to laugh, but she didn't. She kept an indifferent look across her face and simply stared at the other. She wasn't worried about the woman thinking her insane; she was worried if she started talking about wolves, then some Noble would drag her off. But... she hadn't seen any Nobles since she came in, or troops for that matter... so... what was the harm in talking? Ha. Socializing.

"That's right," Blue nodded. She held up a hand and stared down to examine it some more while she spoke. It all sounded so logical and well, a bit normal, to her. She didn't even think of how it may have come across to the other woman. "I was a wolf before I got here. I died as a wolf. And... I woke up outside the gates. As a... human." She wrinkled her nose in dislike and lowered her hand, looking back up blandly.

Oh. So she was THAT kind of person. Faye had come across a lot of different things in her time as a bounty hunter, so she wasn't too surprised. She shrugged.

"Reincarnation, huh? I kinda think I would have been a cat, if I believed in that sort of thing," Faye smirked. She had kind of died once, hadn't she? And then she was brought back as debt with legs.

Reincarnation? That could've fit, Blue agreed. Though she wrinkled her nose and gave a small sniff at the air - barely even noticable - when the other suggested being a cat. Blue wondered what kind of death would've befallen her. Hopefully not as a brutal one. It made Blue still feel ill. But if the other had been a cat, surely she would've just died from being old, or more likely, getting in too more trouble for something she started to cause the trouble.

Blue never much liked cats. She was greatful that the Old Man didn't seem to either.

But the other definately didn't smell like a cat. Maybe a bit like perfume, and, well, human. And some other odd smells. But the perfume proved something a bit to her. She tilted her head. "What's your name?" She had to make sure she had stumbled over the right sort of information.

Faye considered giving a fake name, as she had given one to the people at the gate. Then again... why should she? No one here seemed to know her or the Bebop. And this woman - Faye looked at her up and down once again - didn't seem a threat. She was probably just some hippy from Venus or something lost.

"The name's Faye," she said, folding her arms over her chest and smirking ever so slightly. "I'm a bounty hunter. You?"

Bounty hunter? She had never heard of an occupation...like that. Though she was sure that their must've been some of them where she was. Blue tilted her head to the side and then nodded. "My name is Blue." And she wasn't quite a hippy.

She looked away from Faye and back towards, well, everything else. She wondered if any of her friends were here. Somewhere. "You just got here, right?" She stopped herself. Acted like she didn't say anything, then smiled and started again. "I know you have some...friends somewhere in this... place. I'm sure you'd like to find them. I'd like to try and sniff out my own, but we'll see how well that goes." Her smile remained, though faint. She kept looking towards the gate, longingly, hoping she'd see someone she knew walk through.

All strangers.

All strange smells.

"Blue," Faye repeated. She had to admit, she liked the name. It certainly fit this woman well, and not simply because it was an odd name. It matched her eyes and (from what Faye could tell) her personality. She was calm, strong... blue. But Faye wasn't the type to dwell on things like that for too long.

Ah, that seemed like her cue to exit. Or maybe... no. She didn't need anyone here. It would only complicate things when she found Jet and proceeded to strangle him or scratch his eyes out. "If that's what you wanna call him, sure." Faye didn't feel right thinking of Jet as a friend. He was an ally, really. "So... I'd better get to finding him. Thanks for the conversation. It was nice meeting you, Blue~"

And though Faye wouldn't admit it, she felt a pang of sympathy for the woman as she turned to leave. Poor thing, probably wouldn't survive a week here. Wherever here was.

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