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paixaorpg2006-09-01 08:52 pm
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A new adventure begins... [completed]
Character(s): Belle and anyone that wants to pop in.
Content: Belle’s entrance to Paixao
Setting: Niflheim gate and that area.
Time: Afternoon, Week 2
Content: Belle’s entrance to Paixao
Setting: Niflheim gate and that area.
Time: Afternoon, Week 2
‘Where am I?’ Belle wondered as she stood up.
The last thing she remembered was walking along in the woods around the castle. She had decided to go on a little adventure and explore the are more and it was fun for awhile, until she slipped down a hill and hit her head. When she opener her eyes she didn’t see the woods anymore. She saw...
A line. She started walking towards the line, pausing every so often to stand on her tiptoes trying to see what the line was for. All she could see was a gate. This made Belle quite curious as to what could possibly be on the other side of the gate that made all these people stand in line. And so patiently too.
She stood in line for a bit, but the line moved quite slow so she decided to go to the gate to see if this was something she really wanted to get into. As she got closer she decided that it did not quite look very welcoming, but it did look...interesting. She had never seen anything like it before. ‘It looks like something out of one of my books. I seem to have stumbled upon my very own adventure.’
When she got to the front of the line she tried to peer beyond the gate.
“Miss I need your name if you’re going to enter.” The mann behind the booth said.
“Oh, I was just wondering what was going on here. I’m not–“
“Name please” The man said cutting her off.
“Belle. Can you just tell me what is going on?”
“All information can be found in the brochures”
Belle picked up some brochures and looked at them. “Paixao” She read. Belle had never heard of such a place. She looked questioningly at the man but all he did was hand her a small blue rectangle. She took it and looked at the gate. She was very curious about this place but she didn’t want to go too far from home without letting anyone know where she was. But she couldn’t see the forest to get back home. Perhaps someone would know how to get home inside this place.
Once inside the gate, Belle looked around. All she could see ahead of her were average sized houses. She couldn’t see anything special about the place, but she walked on because there just had to be something about this place. She wouldn’t be here if she weren’t meant to be.
Belle kept walking towards the town in search of someone or some place that might give her more information about the place she was in. Looking around at the people she noticed that they all looked the same. All of them with blonde hair and blue eyes. Once again she was in a town where she stuck out like a sore thumb. Anyone would notice her wavy brown hair in this crowd. Even her blue dress was quite different than the clothes these people wore. She kept looking around taking everything in, hoping she would find a friendly face, among the blondes. But they didn’t even seem to notice her.
But this wasn’t the first time in Belle’s life that she received strange looks from town members. She would find someone to help her though...she was almost sure of it.
The last thing she remembered was walking along in the woods around the castle. She had decided to go on a little adventure and explore the are more and it was fun for awhile, until she slipped down a hill and hit her head. When she opener her eyes she didn’t see the woods anymore. She saw...
A line. She started walking towards the line, pausing every so often to stand on her tiptoes trying to see what the line was for. All she could see was a gate. This made Belle quite curious as to what could possibly be on the other side of the gate that made all these people stand in line. And so patiently too.
She stood in line for a bit, but the line moved quite slow so she decided to go to the gate to see if this was something she really wanted to get into. As she got closer she decided that it did not quite look very welcoming, but it did look...interesting. She had never seen anything like it before. ‘It looks like something out of one of my books. I seem to have stumbled upon my very own adventure.’
When she got to the front of the line she tried to peer beyond the gate.
“Miss I need your name if you’re going to enter.” The mann behind the booth said.
“Oh, I was just wondering what was going on here. I’m not–“
“Name please” The man said cutting her off.
“Belle. Can you just tell me what is going on?”
“All information can be found in the brochures”
Belle picked up some brochures and looked at them. “Paixao” She read. Belle had never heard of such a place. She looked questioningly at the man but all he did was hand her a small blue rectangle. She took it and looked at the gate. She was very curious about this place but she didn’t want to go too far from home without letting anyone know where she was. But she couldn’t see the forest to get back home. Perhaps someone would know how to get home inside this place.
Once inside the gate, Belle looked around. All she could see ahead of her were average sized houses. She couldn’t see anything special about the place, but she walked on because there just had to be something about this place. She wouldn’t be here if she weren’t meant to be.
Belle kept walking towards the town in search of someone or some place that might give her more information about the place she was in. Looking around at the people she noticed that they all looked the same. All of them with blonde hair and blue eyes. Once again she was in a town where she stuck out like a sore thumb. Anyone would notice her wavy brown hair in this crowd. Even her blue dress was quite different than the clothes these people wore. She kept looking around taking everything in, hoping she would find a friendly face, among the blondes. But they didn’t even seem to notice her.
But this wasn’t the first time in Belle’s life that she received strange looks from town members. She would find someone to help her though...she was almost sure of it.
no subject
She looked over at Subaru and his journal. She figured she could watch him and maybe learn how to play with it. “How did you get here?” She remembered he had asked her, and was curious to see if the situation were similar. She hoped the question didn’t bother him, but he didn’t have to answer if he didn’t want to. And he had said they could talk on the train. She didn’t know him very well though so he might have said that to simply stall the conversation at that point. Maybe he had no intention of talking to her. He did seem interested in his journal.
She opened hers to get a closer look. She had never seen such a thing, but there were a lot of buttons calling her name. She glanced at her companion to see if he was going to answer her or not. She didn’t want to seem rude, by asking a question and then not looking interested in the answer. She was interested. But there were so many things going on at once, she didn’t want to miss any of it. She wanted to be able to give every detail of the place to her friends at home. If she ever saw them again. Of course she would see them again, she thought. It was only a matter of time. She hadn't been gone long enough to think negatively, and so pushed those thoughts away. She focused instead on her environment.