http://muffinsplz.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] muffinsplz.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2007-02-16 11:20 pm

There's probably a good reason I feel I've missed something 'end-of-the-world-ish' [complete]

Character(s): Danny, Misha, and Valerie.
Content: Danny wakes up from a seemingly peaceful sleep.
Setting: Haja o Que Houver, Vanaheim [F4]
Time: Morning, after the dreamscape incident with Dan, Misha, and Valerie.
Warnings: None just yet.

Well, that was a pleasent surprise.

For the first time in a long time, Danny had a nice peaceful, uninterrupted sleep and it wasn't aided by a certain pink haired Angel. He opened his eyes, carefully letting the light spill in. After sitting up he stretched and looked around his surroundings. He was in that hotel room, the one they had gotten the day before. Hopefully their plan had worked and Dan was at a loss as to their location.

Placing to socked feet on the ground he scratched his head and realized something was different.

Where was that irritating sound of pouring rain?

And there was sun?

Guess the rain finally cleared up. He walked over to the window to look. He instently regretting putting his hands up to the pane as they felt like they were atleast hot enough to cook an egg on. What in the world?

What was WITH this place?

Turning back around, Danny finally caught a glimpse at something that was awkwardly out of place.

Was that Misha's bunny-hairribbon-thing? When did that get there? Maybe Misha had put it there last night, it sounded like something she would do.

Coming a little closer to it, he noticed that it appeared to be alive???

[identity profile] valerie-dark.livejournal.com 2007-02-21 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
Valerie hadn't even tried to explain to Misha that she had no control over the bar's name, but after seeing the lace she saw it befitted it well. She had already read the map description, and while she was certain the place wasn't getting four stars in restaurant atmosphere, they were still getting a little farther from Dan and going to be fed.

"We'll be fine as long as we don't try to order anything alcoholic," Valerie said, waving her hand impatiently. "Besides, we're here for the food, not the ambiance. If somebody gets a little too familiar with us, I'll flip them right out the window...and I guess, Danny will give them a stern talking to."

She glanced at Danny and grinned so he knew she was just joking with him. She knew the place was out of their comfort zone, but at the moment she wanted to take a break from the heat herself.

Walking in, she was happy to see that it was dark enough to be private and not half as bad as the outside. The tapestry left her awestruck, and while the people didn't look friendly, it wasn't an entirely picking a fight unfriendliness. If anything, Valerie would have said it mirrored them more them (well, she and Danny) more than anything: move in silently, eat politely, leave unnoticed. In Valerie's opinion, she could wait until they got outside again to be social. In the meantime, she could eat and admire the walls.

"Well, I guess we better start ordering," Valerie said, faking a sunny disposition.