Culotte had entered the gate not so long before Simba had. He hadn't really gotten far into the city however. The boy just couldn't figure out just how he'd ended up here. As far as he knew, the Dark World couldn't send you to other places entirely, right?
He'd been training with his sister when he'd blacked out only to find himself in a field with a large structure in the distance. Culotte had never seen anywhere quite like this. He wasn't sure what to make of any of it really, much less the rectangular object he'd been given at the gate. If he'd ended up here, had Priere too?
He kind of hoped so, not that he couldn't look after himself, of course, but what would Priere do without him? Or more to the point, what trouble would she get into without him?
Nothing good, that was for sure.
There was really only one way to find out if Priere had ended up here, and that was to ask. So the boy had begun to question various people along the street, but thus far none of his conversations with any of the townsfolk had been productive.
"Um, excuse me? You haven't happened to see a girl with hair kind of the same colour as mine around here have you?" he asked someone who looked rather like another gate guard who was heading back towards the gate.
"A lot of people pass through here, kid," was the rather unhelpful response.
"Oh. Well, uh, thanks anyways."
Watching the man walk off, Culotte sighed. Were they really ALL like this? He really hoped not, or finding Priere was going to be really difficult.
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He'd been training with his sister when he'd blacked out only to find himself in a field with a large structure in the distance. Culotte had never seen anywhere quite like this. He wasn't sure what to make of any of it really, much less the rectangular object he'd been given at the gate. If he'd ended up here, had Priere too?
He kind of hoped so, not that he couldn't look after himself, of course, but what would Priere do without him? Or more to the point, what trouble would she get into without him?
Nothing good, that was for sure.
There was really only one way to find out if Priere had ended up here, and that was to ask. So the boy had begun to question various people along the street, but thus far none of his conversations with any of the townsfolk had been productive.
"Um, excuse me? You haven't happened to see a girl with hair kind of the same colour as mine around here have you?" he asked someone who looked rather like another gate guard who was heading back towards the gate.
"A lot of people pass through here, kid," was the rather unhelpful response.
"Oh. Well, uh, thanks anyways."
Watching the man walk off, Culotte sighed. Were they really ALL like this? He really hoped not, or finding Priere was going to be really difficult.