Vanaheim's Gate: Nasira Arrives

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Character(s): Nasira, anyone
Content: Nasira wakes up at Vanaheim's Gate, confused and irate
Setting: Near Vanaheim's Gate
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: Some cursing

Could this get any more insane? Waking up in a foreign world was the last thing Nasira expected to happen after being attacked by a bunch of thieves. Even when it seemed she had to upper hand, everything collapsed as if she just died on the spot. The last thing she saw were the theives running in the other direction and then her vision failed her and so did all the other senses. Nothing else was remembered, Agrabah was gone and never seen again. After waking up on a patch of fake grass, instinct told her to look around. Beautiful, yet fake, vegetation surrounded the area. Materials of all kinds made up the scene, allowing each plant its own beauty, some woven with gems to reflect the sunlight, giving a glow. Was it the same sun that watched over Agrabah? The atmosphere seemed normal, but what was amazing were the large domes. Their size seemed to have no limit and it appeared to have the majority of the world inside the titanic walls. It was nothing short of stunning.

Damn, maybe one of her spells backfired or something.

Nasira got up and found a line of people leading to a gate on a dome wall that swallowed the end of the line. The gate, itself had two large trees on each side, each with some fruit. All fake of course. Finding that she wasn't going to get any answers here, Nasira reluctantly joined the line, arms crossed. The people in the line seemed to be just as confused as her, heads looking in all directions, taking in the new surrounding features. The line moved at an acceptable speed and before she knew it, Nasira came face to face with a gatekeeper. After seeing countless people asking the same damn question she wanted to ask, the sorceress knew she wasn't going to get an answer out of this guy, for he just went to the next person after handing each one an electric journal. Ignoring every single question. Shit, she was screwed.

"Welcome to Paixao. May I ask for your name?" the guard asked, as if he rehearsed this line thousands of times. Yeah, it was pretty clear she wasn't getting an explanation. This was probably the only sentence the guard could say.

"Nasira." she said, obviously pissed off. Without looking at it, Nasira took the journal offered to her and stepped inside the gate, not even bothering to look back at the sky behind her. Once inside the domes, she noticed the beautiful architecture that seemed ancient. The ceiling was marked with paintings of demons and angelic creatures fighting an endless battle, bloodstained angels falling from each demon's claw. The 'sun' painted on there, shone bright as the one in Agrabah. What sort of paints could mimic the sun's blinding power? Or the moving clouds that hung overhead? Sighing, she decided to explore a bit and headed in the direction of the city hall, though she did not know it.

All of the people she knew in Agrabah disappeared, one by one, including her own brother. Could he be here too? This place may answer more than just the question she had on her mind, moments ago.

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It had yet to be determined whether it was by luck or perhaps misfortune that Genie had been passing through the area that afternoon. He was far from new to the city but still found himself in need of some of the information brochures offered at the gates. Rather distracted upon his rather unexpected arrival he had easily missed a few, as well as the photo opportunity to capture the gate he had passed through on film. The two large, fruitful trees that enclosed Vanaheim's gate would do perfectly though, especially for his vacation slide show. However, with all the photo’s he had collected thus far, the djinn had even considered making a scrap book.

Genie carefully opened the back of his camera and snapped in a new roll of film. Tempted as he was to get into the picture, he was forced to restrain himself and chose only to capture the gate and the line of many visitors who waited to pass through it. He knew if he were in the photo it would distract the viewer too greatly from the illusion he wished to convey… Just like someone else that happened to catch his eye in the shot just before he snapped the photograph.

“Jafar?”

He lowered his camera and looked at the entrance where he had only caught a glimpse of sorceress before she had entered the city. No, it couldn’t have been him, could it? Genie shook his head. Maybe he was just imagining things – but what if he wasn’t?! The city would be in terrible danger. He had to investigate. Without a moment to spare, the genie flew after the sorceress and back into the city.

“Excuse me,” he asked, giving Nasira a gentle tap on the when he got close enough. “I was just wondering if I could ask you a question.”

[crazy-sorceress.livejournal.com]

After a few moments of glancing around and taking in the new wonders of the city, she felt a tap.

"Excuse me,I was just wondering if I could ask you a question.”

Nasira turned around as quick as lightning to find a blue djinn with a camera. Suspicion took over once the djinn requested the question. Could it be? Was this Aladdin's genie? It seemed like forever since she had last seen him around, but she was almost certain that this was the one. But she could be mistaken anyway. It has been a while after all. And there didn't seem to be any way to prove it. But still, the awful feeling inside made her wonder. If this was the same genie that assisted Aladdin, she might be in trouble. Would Aladdin be around as well? That would just spoil everything. Nasira was not in the mood to fight the street rat, for now. First, she needed to find out if she could locate her brother.

Arms crossed and eyes narrowed in pure suspicion. Might as well let the djinn ask his question. It wasn't like she was in any hurry.

"Go ahead, I'm listening." she responded, not taking her eyes off the blue figure. Did he recognize her?