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paixaorpg2007-01-11 06:38 pm
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Entry tags:
Incoming! [Completed]
Character(s): Rosette Christopher
Content: Rosette enters Paixao for the first time.
Setting: Niflheim gate
Time: ...Noon?
Warnings: Slight profanity...I think...
Rosette shifted slightly and opened her eyes, wincing at the bright sunlight.
What had happened?
Well, let’s see… She began ticking events off on her fingers. There had been the mission assigned to her and Chrno from the Order, per usual. There had been the demon wreaking havoc in upstate New York, per usual. There had been the defeat and destruction of the demon at the hands of her and her partner, per usual. There had been the destruction of the building the demon was hiding in, which (much to her chagrin) was also “per usual.”
Then she’d woken up here. Wherever “here” was.
She got up and looked around, taking in her surroundings. To her left and right, nothing but flat, grassy plains. She glanced over her shoulder – evidently it was the same behind her as well.
In front of her, however, was some of the…strangest (no, that wasn’t the word, although it certainly was strange) weirdest (no, still not it) most exotic (there, that was the word) architecture she’d ever seen. It looked for all the world like a series of massive glass domes, all connected and melded into one another to form a giant complex.
It was, she reflected, not unlike making a building out of gigantic soap bubbles. This one, however, did not look as though it would pop any time soon. It was impossible to see inside.
The only entrance she could see was right in front of her. It looked like an arch made from – was it frozen? – no, that was just the design. Silver ice.
Well, come on, she mentally chided herself. There sure wouldn’t be a bunch of people standing around it if it really were ice, now would there? That’d be pretty darn cold.
Speaking of which, why were those people there?
She moved closer. It looked like all those people were standing in a line, maybe to get in.
Well, lines were for people who had time to wait in them. She had to get back to the Order.
Striding to the front of the line, she stood and waited impatiently as the person in front of her moved ahead. He sure was taking his own sweet time, wasn’t he.
But it gave her time to look at the other people in line. She blinked in surprise and did a quick double-take. All of the people were blonde and blue-eyed. She’d fit right in if they weren’t all pale as ghosts.
She shivered and faced front again as the man in front of her (he’s also blonde he’s also got blue eyes where the hell am I) moved through the gates. She gave her name to the doorman without thinking and mutely accepted the small blue object he held out to her. It was only when she entered the city and beheld the streets and buildings before her (it looks just like New York) that she snapped out of her daze.
This was no time to daydream! She had to get back to the Order.
With no idea where she was or where she was going, she set off into the heart of the city.
Content: Rosette enters Paixao for the first time.
Setting: Niflheim gate
Time: ...Noon?
Warnings: Slight profanity...I think...
Rosette shifted slightly and opened her eyes, wincing at the bright sunlight.
What had happened?
Well, let’s see… She began ticking events off on her fingers. There had been the mission assigned to her and Chrno from the Order, per usual. There had been the demon wreaking havoc in upstate New York, per usual. There had been the defeat and destruction of the demon at the hands of her and her partner, per usual. There had been the destruction of the building the demon was hiding in, which (much to her chagrin) was also “per usual.”
Then she’d woken up here. Wherever “here” was.
She got up and looked around, taking in her surroundings. To her left and right, nothing but flat, grassy plains. She glanced over her shoulder – evidently it was the same behind her as well.
In front of her, however, was some of the…strangest (no, that wasn’t the word, although it certainly was strange) weirdest (no, still not it) most exotic (there, that was the word) architecture she’d ever seen. It looked for all the world like a series of massive glass domes, all connected and melded into one another to form a giant complex.
It was, she reflected, not unlike making a building out of gigantic soap bubbles. This one, however, did not look as though it would pop any time soon. It was impossible to see inside.
The only entrance she could see was right in front of her. It looked like an arch made from – was it frozen? – no, that was just the design. Silver ice.
Well, come on, she mentally chided herself. There sure wouldn’t be a bunch of people standing around it if it really were ice, now would there? That’d be pretty darn cold.
Speaking of which, why were those people there?
She moved closer. It looked like all those people were standing in a line, maybe to get in.
Well, lines were for people who had time to wait in them. She had to get back to the Order.
Striding to the front of the line, she stood and waited impatiently as the person in front of her moved ahead. He sure was taking his own sweet time, wasn’t he.
But it gave her time to look at the other people in line. She blinked in surprise and did a quick double-take. All of the people were blonde and blue-eyed. She’d fit right in if they weren’t all pale as ghosts.
She shivered and faced front again as the man in front of her (he’s also blonde he’s also got blue eyes where the hell am I) moved through the gates. She gave her name to the doorman without thinking and mutely accepted the small blue object he held out to her. It was only when she entered the city and beheld the streets and buildings before her (it looks just like New York) that she snapped out of her daze.
This was no time to daydream! She had to get back to the Order.
With no idea where she was or where she was going, she set off into the heart of the city.