paixaorpg | natalia | astral raindrop 001

Character(s): Natalia L.K. Lanvaldear
Content: Natalia comes through Vanaheim.
Setting: Vanaheim Gate
Time: Week Nine
Warnings: Not a whole lot of people like Natalia :|;;

It seemed fairly unreal. This gate, this town, this... notebook... Natalia had little idea of what was going on. Where on Auldrant was she? The last thing she remembered was going to sleep after a long day of paperwork... but this really did seem odd. How did she come to pass through the gate? Who were the people who nonchalantly simply handed her this journal and welcomed her to this place called Paixao? What was Paixao?

... this was not good. The people of Kimlasca needed her! But... she couldn't get out, and freaking out wasn't comporting herself in the manner proper of being a princess, was it? It seemed she was trapped here... but at the same inexplicable time, she somehow felt relieved, in a sense, being able to be away from all of that responsibility, even if just for a bit.

No, she mustn't think like that. She had to concentrate somehow on getting back! Clenching her fist and holding the journal closely to herself, Natalia's footsteps echoed throughout the corridor as she made her way toward a place she could at least regain her bearings.

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Some things, in the end, never changed. Such it was with Setzer's tendency to wander. Okay, so the darkness made things a little harder, but he wasn't going to let that stop him. There was only so long he could hole himself up in his casino, after all.

Or anywhere, really. That he had wandered into the general direction of one of the gates yet again? Luck maybe, or possibly just his feet tracing out an old familiar pattern. But there he was just in time to see what looked suspiciously like a new arrival wander in through the gates.

"Need a hand?"

"Aa, yes, sir." Natalia bowed respectfully. If she was indeed in an odd and unfamiliar place, it would be best to have the proper manners, after all... and there was no telling what people would do if they found out that she was the crown princess of Kimlasca-Lanvaldear. "My name is Natalia; if I may inquire, what is this place...? I don't recall seeing this place while traversing Auldrant."

"It's called Paixao," Setzer answered, with a polite nod. He wasn't a man to bow to anyone, but that was no reason to not be polite. "And I'm afraid it's not likely to be your 'Auldrant'. We've been plucked from our worlds, you see."

Odd though it might sound, but it was the truth if nothing else.

"As for names, call me Setzer."

"It's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance, Sir Setzer." Natalia gave him a polite smile. Taking that information in, it didn't seem as if he would be the type to joke about this sort of thing, either. Rather pensive for a moment, Natalia looked up at Setzer. "Several worlds? That seems a bit... odd, but I suppose it's possible.

"If I may ask, how many people are there here? Is there any way out?"

Sir? It had been a long time before anyone had called him that. But it was a pleasant enough change and thus no real use complaining over.

"I thought the same thing myself when I first arrived here." Or at least he had after he'd gotten over the sudden loss of his wings and the domes cutting away his sky. Well. Mostly gotten over it.

"If heard of people leaving, but not when they want to."

"I see. Is it usually this dark here?" Natalia inquired. She also had to make sure she could find a place to stay, if she was going to be trapped here. All in all, she seemed fairly calm. If she was trapped here, there was no use in freaking out about it.

"It's not. I'm afraid that's been an unwelcome addition to this hand. I've heard the blame laid at City Hall, if that make any difference."

Not that anyone had any thorough proof. But he wasn't going to let the fact that what he'd heard was little more than a rumor stop him. Better to be half-informed than not at all. And if rumor was the only available option, then he knew which he'd rather take.

The princess wasn't a gambler, so the lingo went over her head... but Setzer had used it so naturally as if it was part of him, Natalia didn't think to question him about any of the terms he had used. "I see. I must thank you for all of your help, Sir Setzer." She bowed once again. "My apologies, as I know you've helped me out so much already, but would you be able to direct me to a place to stay? I do understand that people have been here for quite a while, so it must not be out of the question that there are tenements for accommodations, correct?"

Accommodations? More than a few, and with the local 'currency' being so simple it was unlikely to be too much of a problem to find something suitable. There wasn't much variation (or so he would assume) but there was at least place to stay.

"There is indeed. One's not too far from here, even."

"I see." Natalia smiled. "Thank you very much for your help again, Sir Setzer." It was a bit difficult to see in the dark fog surrounding everything, but she did have one more question.

Holding up the notebook she was handed when she came in, she tilted her head. "Could you please tell me why I was handed this? I don't believe it's a party favor."

"It's no trouble." On the contrary, he rather enjoyed being at least somewhat helpful. It was something to do, after all.

"That would be because it's not. I'd offer to show you what it does, but they don't work outside very well anymore. Something in the darkness."

And inconvenient indeed, for a man born to wander.

"Aa, I see. Then I suppose this must wait, then." Natalia concluded. She knew that Setzer must have had something to do, and she didn't wish to bother him any longer. "Thank you once again for everything you've done for me. I hope that our paths cross once again; I am indebted to you, and I hope to one day return your kindness."

"It could," he answered. "But it doesn't have to if you'd rather not."

He wasn't doing anything that immediately needed his attention (hard to run a business in the dark, really) and there was no harm in any of this. But he'd leave the ultimate decision to Natalia. No sense in being overly insistent after all.

As trusting as Natalia was, she wasn't the type to go inside with a man she had just met. It wasn't that Setzer appeared to be a shady character or anything, but Natalia knew firsthand that appearances didn't dictate what went on inside of a person. Whether his offer was one of kindness or ulterior motives wasn't the point, but Natalia gave him her most polite smile and bow once again. "It's quite all right; you've already been more than kind enough to me, as newcomer in this foreign land. I believe I should be all right on my own right now." She responded to his offer.

"We all start out there. A hand we've all played."

And with the number of people coming and going it was a well-played hand indeed. Another bit of normality, sneaking it's way into the oddness of the city.

"They call them journals, by the by. For keeping in touch with the rest of the city."

"Aa, thank you. I'll be sure to look into it once it begins working again." Natalia smiled. With that, she walked away in the direction Setzer pointed to her before.

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OMG IT'S SETZER YOU AUTOMATICALLY ROCK

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