http://chroma-girl.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] chroma-girl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2008-05-30 04:35 pm
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Character(s): Marona, Ash and a Djinni
Content: Marona finds one of the Djinni and worries about monsters.
Setting: Actua Are hotel near Niflheim/Paixao Center (J-7)
Time: Uh, afternoon?
Warnings: None. \o/


The only place Marona really knew where to stay was the hotel where she'd resided much of her time in Paixao thus far, so that's where Marona had led Ash to after they had reunited. All seemed fairly peaceful since then, although today, as Marona sat outside the hotel looking at her journal, she wasn't so sure that peacefulness was going to last.

She looked down at the journal she held in her hands worriedly. The latest messages didn't sound good at all. Monsters? What was going on? What monsters? She couldn't see anything around the Actua Are that seemed strange, but Paixao was large (a fact Marona knew well); just becase there was nothing out of the ordinary around here, didn't really mean anything.

If there really were monsters, maybe Ash and her should investigate and see if there was anyone in need of help! She would have to find out what he thought they should do, but considering they had the ability to help people, Marona felt it would be a waste if they didn't do at least something, wouldn't it?

[identity profile] paixaonpcs.livejournal.com 2008-05-30 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Now, off to the side of the Actua Are's front stairs, there sat two skinny artificial trees. Why these fake trees had been planted in flowerpots with real dirt, or why the hotel staff watered them every day, was unclear. Even more unclear was how a Djinni had managed to bury itself in the dirt, so completely that it didn't appear anything was even buried there.

Well, almost. As part of that, it was also stuck. Its efforts to wriggle free quickly carried into the tree above it, shaking its golden leaves and jingle-bell berries much too excitedly to be the work of the wind.

(Besides which, there wasn't any wind.)