paixaorpg | Hi, Have Some Info [Active]

Character(s): Sonic and the Prince
Content: The Prince is looking for information. Sonic has it.
Setting: Porfavore's [I5]
Time: Week 5 - Afternoon
Warnings: None so far

Well, this was new. Usually it was Sonic asking for information on what the heck was going on. He wasn't used to being the go-to guy. It was kind of a weird position to be in, especially when he wasn't sure just how much he could tell this guy. Heck, he didn't even know his name.

That was probably the first thing he should figure out, huh.

The second one was how much of the info was supposed to stay a secret. He and Lara and the Doctor hadn't said much about it, at least not in public - something about the journals not being secure? Either way, he didn't want to let the cat out of the bag - not if it was supposed to stay in there for a while longer.

Well, he'd play it by ear. In the meantime, Porfavore's had chili and hot dogs, and Sonic was not above combining the two himself if it meant he'd get the snack he'd been craving for a good while.

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As expected, the Prince had lost his way several times even with the help of his device's map. This time, he had decided to avoid the mechanical transportation, and find his way around the City by foot; a mistake, he discovered, but one he did not regret. The detours themselves were more educational than irritating, but being repeatedly confronted with both his own foreignness and that of Paixao made the Prince feel surly.

Still, as he finally approached Porfavore's at a slow walk, he found his mood brightening. It seemed to be some kind of eating hall, with tables set out and several locals seated. Although he did not recognize any of the foods laid out, there was an appetizing odour in the air that made him remember his hunger. Before he could follow this thought to its natural conclusion, however, he glimpsed the person he had been searching for. There, seated in front of more mystifying fare, was the man Timon had called Sonic.

For one short moment, the Prince took in his appearance. Then he crossed the distance, face smooth, strides long. Foreign, yes, but always, he hoped, quick to adapt.

Sonic caught sight of the guy he was supposed to meet at about the same time the guy saw him. Looked like he'd have to wait to get a chili dog - this stuff came first.

"Hey, man!" He covered the remaining distance between them at a pretty good clip, zipping to a total stop in front of the guy. "Glad ya showed up. They got chili dogs here!"

And that was Sonic's stomach running away with him again. He was supposed to have priorities. Info. Right. Backtrack a few conversational steps and try again.

"So. Don't think I ever got your name."

Chili...dogs? the Prince wondered. Was this place perhaps part menagerie, part eatery?

"I am the Prince of Persia," he introduced himself after a moment, still slightly thrown by Sonic's foreign babble. Then, haltingly: "Thank you...for meeting me here. I hope you have not waited long? I lost my way, as I expected."

"Nice ta meet'cha, Prince," Sonic grinned. Royalty, huh? Well, it took all types.

"Hey, no problem." He made a flipping motion with his hand, downplaying the whole thing. "Gave me a chance t' see what they have here. C'mon, let's get some chow." He headed back over to the table he'd recently occupied, holding up two fingers at a waitress. "Two chili dogs, please!"

That taken care of (oh man he could not wait), he turned back to the Prince. "So. What didja want to know?"

Still slightly disoriented, the Prince followed Sonic to a table in silence. It took him every second of that short journey to realize "chili dogs" must be some kind of Paixaon food. This mystery solved, a sharp pang of hunger startled him again; without Farah around, he had a tendency to forget to eat, and Paixao had kept him well distracted since his arrival.

The thought of Farah, however, jolted him back to the present. Sonic was watching him across the table, awaiting a response to a question the Prince could not remember at all. He was about to admit this, rather sheepishly, when it suddenly came to him, uncannily clear. What information did you want to know?

"Ah," he began, ineloquently. "Yes. Timon mentioned you were with a party that recently travelled to the...ah, churt outside the walls of this city. If so, I would welcome details on anything you might have found there. I...cannot bring myself to believe there are no answers to be found about Paixao within Paixao itself; there must be something, some sign."

For a few seconds, Sonic was pretty sure he'd picked up a space cadet. Earth to Prince, come in Prince- oh, there, he was back in the conversation. Good.

And this got to be the tough part for Sonic. He knew the reason nobody had said anything over the networks was to keep it a secret, and what they'd found was some pretty big stuff (and if they could figure out how to get past the mantis and get that door open, it'd probably be even bigger). The other side of this was, he had no idea who this Prince guy really was. He was friendly enough (for a given value of "friendly"), and he had said Timon had sent him, and Timon was the guy in charge (or at least he thought he was). Either way, this didn't sound like Organization or anything from City Hall. Sonic could probably tell him something, and if anything went wrong, he'd take the blame and fix it. No big deal.

"Y'ever seen a room that's too big to fit in the building it's in?" he finally asked. The question only really made sense in context. "'Cause that's what we found." He might tell more later depending on how the Prince reacted.

"A room..." The Prince turned this over in his mind, and found only one thing: "A portal?! You found a portal?"

But Sonic had made no mention of time; perhaps he was wrong. "Where does it lead? If this world is connected to another, then there is hope that we may yet found our way home!"

The Prince was finding it difficult to contain his excitement. Of course there were clues within Paixao, of course. Nothing in this world felt real, and it went beyond mere foreignness--even the inhabitants seemed empty spirits. It was more than world taken by the Sands; it was the world beyond the Sands themselves. But unlike the Island of Time, Paixao felt...devoid of history. But that cannot be true. There was a churt here, where Sonic and the others found this room. Why? Why create a building of worship for a mirage? Why was it abandoned? That spoke history, and it made no sense--unless St. Destino had been created to hold the room Sonic spoke of, the room that defied the laws of science...

And with that, Sonic was completely lost. He'd messed around with time itself once, but that was only to stop Robotnik. Beyond the strange arrivals to the city, the idea of connecting worlds, to him, was completely foreign.

"Nooooo idea," he deadpanned. "The giant monster kinda stopped us from figurin' it out." That was, if the room even was a portal like the Prince seemed to believe. Maybe there was something behind the door the monster had been guarding.

"Monster? A--a creature attacked you? What did it look like?!"

Instantly, the Prince's mind leapt ahead to the most likely possibility: the Dahaka. Certainly, it was logical: where there were portals, there was the Dahaka, but at the same time, the Prince knew this couldn't be so. He and Kaileena had defeated the Dahaka on the Island of Time almost a year ago; defeated it, unknowingly, at the cost of Kaileena's life. The memory was jarring; the Prince shook his head to free himself of it. The present--that was what was important. This land and these people. Dwelling in the past would do no good.

"Please--you must show me. Could you do that?"

"Big ol' mantis," Sonic elaborated. "Kind of a greyish-white. Pretty tough, too." He'd had that headache for quite a while after that fight (although admittedly part of that was the Doctor's fault).

"Uh." Wow this guy was gung ho. Then again, Sonic couldn't blame him - he couldn't wait to head back to the church either his second time. "Sure." He was a bit more prepared this time, at least.

He perked up a good deal when the waitress came back with two chili dogs, setting one in front of him and the other in front of the Prince. "But first, we eat." And with no further ado, he dug in.

[We're starting a thread where they go explore the church/door/Destiny Islands - want to join in?]

The Prince was pleased to see his earlier assumption was right: a chili dog was indeed some kind of nourishment. Looking down at it, however, he again felt overwhelmed by foreignness; then the feeling passed, and some deep-buried curious instinct surfaced within him. Gamely, he lifted the food to his mouth and tried it, hoping he would not find it repulsive and somehow cause offence. He was surprised to discover it was good--different, yes, and perhaps blander than he was accustomed to, but good.

"Thank you. I had not realized my hunger."

Tentatively, he offered Sonic a smile over the chili dog. Perhaps he could allow himself to drop his guard, just slightly. Thus far, after all, the people of Paixao had proved to be friendly, if strange. And if he was to be stuck here, he would need to stop fighting everything--even if just a little bit.

[Yes, please! Princy needs to get out and see some of Paixao so he can stop angssssting. XD]

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