http://nun-with-guns.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] nun-with-guns.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg 2007-01-13 05:21 am (UTC)

After walking in what seemed like endless circles for a good ten minutes, Rosette found herself back at the gate and finally decided to ask for directions.

Well, let's see...

She definitely wasn't talking to any of the blond people. Every last one of them gave her the heebie-jeebies.

The guy in the red trench coat had looked like a good bet for the first few circles, but now he was pretty involved with two other people and...a thing. With a sword.

Interrupting the sword-thing, she knew, was not the best of plans.

So she kept looking. He was busy, she was busy, and that was a whole gaggle of those blond people.

But that guy over there, he wasn't blond and he was alone.

Hmm...

"Hey, mister!" she called - well, he had to be older than her, he had grey hair after all, so he was obviously a "mister" - after him, reaching out for his shoulder to catch his attention. "D'you know where we are?"

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