paixaorpg | A New Challenger Has Appeared! [ACTIVE/OPEN]

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A New Challenger Has Appeared! [ACTIVE/OPEN]

Character(s): Chocolat Meilleure, OPEN
Content: Chocolat arrives - in her pajamas.
Setting: Muspelheim gate
Time: Afternoon, week 18
Warnings: Depends on who shows up

She wasn't sure which concerned her more: the fact she was obviously wasn't home, the fact it was raining, or the fact she was in her pajamas. It might have been a mixture of all three. Her only consolation was the fact she had her wand and her collection pendant; then again, she never let those two things go. Chocolat pulled damp hair from her eyes, her mind reeling as she tried to figure out what happened.

Soon, one emotion took root: anger. The witch growled, stamping her slippered foot angrily. "Duke! If this is your doing, I'm going to lock you in a cage!" The vent of her anger only got her stares from some of the passerby, some whispering to one another. Chocolat gave a nervous laugh, getting more soaked by the second. She shivered, the cold of the water quickly getting to her.

Jogging under the awning of a nearby building, Chocolat wrapped her arms around herself, trying to get warm as the rain hit the surface above her. She shivered again and sneezed, anger giving way to fear. Vanilla... Pierre... Where are you? I'm scared! She kept her thoughts to herself, shutting her eyes tight. She concentrated on trying to get warm, imagining the robe that she won from the spring exam was around her body. Warm like her favorite blanket, soft as a kitten's tummy... She fought a shiver; figuring out where she was could wait till she got warm.

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Well this hadn't been part of the plan. Priere had been supposed to just spend the day around town, trying to find herself a new, bigger and better place to stay, especially considering that paying for about anything was a real joke around here. She really didn't expect rain to fall... especially since there was no actual sky here. This place was really strange and full of mysteries... not that it made her feel any better.

She didn't have anything to cover herself, so it didn't take long before she found herself angrily stomping in the streets, totally soaked. She debated just waiting it out somewhere close, but it didn't look like it was about to end anytime soon. Might as well just go back home before she caught a cold or something.

She would have probably missed the child if she hadn't stepped closer to the buildings to try to cut back at least a little bit on the rain. Then again, compared to the rest of the natives around here, she was pretty easy to spot. "Hey, are you okay?" she said, her big sister instincts kicking in full gear, she ran towards her.

Chocolat almost didn't hear the voice at first; she was too focused on getting and staying warm. Slowly, she opened her eyes, looking up at the source as she tried to keep her teeth from chattering. "C-Cold," she managed; she had much more she wanted to say, but her hands were already numb from the cold, her pajamas soaking wet and clinging to her. That, paired with her pigtailed hair sticking to her face and neck, made her look like a drowned rat.

Judging by her clothes, Priere guessed that she probably just arrived here. Either that or someone had weird nighttime hobbies. In any case, she couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her, she was just a little kid, what the heck were they doing dragging little kids in this mess? ... whoever "they" were anyway.

"Come on, let's get you somewhere warm or something," she said holding out her hand and trying to find something open around. Luckily, there was a café around, though, that place was rather expensive... better rip off some more leaves on the next tree they passed before heading there.

Chocolat took the hand, nodding her thanks as she let the stranger lead her. Yes, it was an unfamiliar place with strange people, but Chocolat knew she needed all the help she could get; one could say she was strange herself anyway, what with her fangs and pointed ears.

She tried to take a look at her surroundings as she was led away, breaking through the cold and the ache and the worry to try and get her bearings. A candidate for queen had to do her best in a situation like this!

Being as rash as ever, Priere pretty much slammed the door to the café open, glaring at pretty much any one who even had the slightest nasty look in his face.

She pointed to a nearby table in the corner, away from most of the other customers. It wouldn't do much for the moment, but at least they were out of the rain, plus, Priere had to admit, she was getting rather hungry.

On a normal day, Priere reminded Chocolat of herself; the brashness, the glaring, everything. However, Chocolate wasn't in that mood just yet.

However, as she sat down at the table, she managed a small smile. "Thanks," she murmured before sneezing again, feeling warmer already.

Vyers muttered to himself as he trudged through the rain, wet hair sticking to his face and dripping into the already soaked ground. What a horrible decision this had turned out to be. All he had wanted was a little fresh air, and he had gotten this for it. At least it wouldn't be long before he was inside. How nice and warm it would be... A well-deserved nap might be in order, as well. Anything to get out of this horrible rain.

...Had he gone too far? Vyers stopped and looked around. He had gone all the way to the gate, hadn't he? Cursing the rain for distracting him (because he certainly couldn't have gotten turned around on his own), Vyers turned around and headed in the opposite direction, intending to return home.

But, as he walked, his mind began to stray, distracted by ideas of warm, dry activities, like the nap he had planned or getting something warm to drink.

Hm... Something warm to drink. Maybe a small detour was in order. There was a cafe nearby, was there not? And, if he remembered correctly, it was a little closer than the apartments. The cafe sounded like a good idea after all. And perhaps the rain would let up a little while he was inside.

Not too long later, Vyers opened the door to the cafe, going to sit at one the tables and wait for a waiter (or, hopefully, a waitress) to come by. He watched as a small puddle began to form from his dripping hair and lamented the dreadful state it would be in once it dried.

If the other customers were still giving them weird looks, they pretty much shifted them all on the new, completely soaked guy that just came in. Well, at the very least, it was good to know that they weren't the only ones that got caught in this whole mess. She watched him for a few more moment (was he... getting hung up about his hair?), before going to stare at the menu.

"You can get anything you want, you know? It's not as if money is worth anything around here," she said, lowering her tone for the last part. Hey, the people around here were stupid, but last thing she needed was for them to wisen up to the fact that money DID grow on trees.

"You just got here right? Real crappy timing you got."

Chocolat nodded. "Yeah," she replied, "Where is here, anyway? I thought I was asleep in my own bed." The redhead fought a sneeze, instead focusing on the menu. She really didn't care what she ate, as long as it was hot. She felt chilled to the bone like this, her own hair and clothes dripping. Wand rested in her lap.

Vyers heaved a heavy--somewhat overdramatic--sigh and peered through the menu, finally deciding to order a simple mug of coffee. He usually didn't particularly mind the stares, but to have all the citizens staring at him with those blank expressions admittedly got a little... creepy to say the least. At least they were easy to ignore.

He tucked a strand of hair behind one of his ears as the waitress appeared and he offered her his most charming grin. "Ah, what a lovely mademoiselle...! I hope you do not mind my disheveled appearance. How irritating these sudden storms are! If I could have a cup of coffee...?" The waitress nodded, apparently not even having the time for even the simplest of conversations, and wandered off without a word, leaving a rather embarrassed Vyers to rest his chin in his hands and scowl at the table. How terribly rude the people here were.

Hearing conversation nearby, the demon's eyes wandered over to the table where the two girls were sitting. Judging by their hair color and conversation, they didn't seem to be citizens. Well, maybe listening to them for a little while as he waited wouldn't do any harm. Perhaps he would even be able to help if the opportunity arose.

He soon got the chance. "This would be the city of Paixao, dear Mademoiselle. You are not the only one who has found themselves displaced."

Priere stared at the menu for a bit longer, finally deciding on just randomly pointing something out and trying it. It's not as if she really knew half of what was on the menu in the first place, might as well try it out.

"Well we're---" Priere started before getting cut off by the weird man sitting close by. She gave him a rather annoyed look before continuing. "Yeah, what he said. Sorry about that, but we're all stuck here," she said, looking a bit annoyed at that fact. "At least, for the moment."

Chocolat blinked up at the man who had spoken, looking annoyed that he'd interrupted. She shot him the best glare she could muster; she didn't care if he was being helpful. Rude, much?

Chocolat looked back to Priere. "I see," she murmured, looking down at her wand briefly before looking back up to the older girl. "Do you know anyplace where I can buy some clothes after we eat? I can't stay in these forever." Obviously. "These were my favorite pajamas, too," she added with an annoyed mutter. She had decided on a warm pastry and some hot cocoa; that sounded really good to combat the cold.

The cheerful smile Vyers had worn while attempting to help immediately fell from his face and he flinched a little from the two glares (and how similar they were! Were these two related? The hair seemed a little different for it to be so). Perhaps... he should have waited a few moments longer. He muttered a much less enthused thank you as the waitress came by with his coffee.

He set it off to the side to let it cool, putting his chin in his hand again and not pouting as he turned his head away. "I was trying to aid you."

"Huh... not really, but I guess we can check the thing," she said, bringing out her small computer (which she never bothered to learn what it actually was). "There's a map of everything on it, so we should be able to find something," she added, giving her a small wink.

"H-hey, I doing fine over here," she muttered out to the man. "It's not as if I don't know about the place." Well okay, she didn't know very much, but hey, at least she could explain some things.

Her annoyance however quickly faded however. Staring at the man, she couldn't help but notice that there was something a bit off about him. Maybe it was the really pointy ears, something that she noticed on the girl as she glanced back at her (though much less visible). But even then, there was something bothering her. A gut feeling in a way.

Chocolat decided to ignore the man for now, focusing her eyes on the device Priere was holding. "What's that?" she asked, tilting her head. She'd never seen anything like that before, not even in the Human World. Her clothes and hair were slowly becoming dry, reaching a state of dampness rather than soaking wet.

Chocolat then realized she hadn't introduced herself, smiling as the waitress came to take their orders. "Oh, by the way, I'm Chocolat."

Vyers "hmphed" and turned his nose up. "As I have been here longer, I should think I have much more knowledge of the city," he said, any good mood he had, for the most part, ruined. He took a drink of his coffee, hoping the warmth might make him feel a little better.

"... Chocolat? You're... you don't know about a bunch of talking cat pirates, right?" Priere asked... realizing just too late that maybe that was a stupid question, after all, it's just a name. "Anyway, I'm Priere, nice to meet you."

"Huh? You didn't get one at the gate? I thought they gave it to everyone, the people here are kinda crazy about them... It's a machine that you use to talk to people and there's a map of the city too..." she trailed off. She actually knew very little about it since the world she came from didn't have anything remotely similar to this technology. Okay... this was a good time for the rude guy to butt in an explain for once, not that she'd admit it out loud. However...

"Oh yeah? Then what else do you know about this place that I don't?" she asked, all traces of her prior anger gone. Hey, she wasn't about to let important info go away if it meant a way to get away from here.

"Talking what?" Chocolat looked befuddled at Priere's question, then blinked as she realized something was in her pocket. Reaching in, she pulled out the device, damp from being in her clothes. Wrinkling her nose, Chocolat pulled it away from her and shook it dry - lightly splashing Vyers at the same time. "Guess I did get one," she murmured.

She then looked to Vyers as Priere spoke to him, waiting to hear his response.

Vyers made a small, indignant noise as the water splashed on him, but his mood seemed to lift a little once Priere asked him for information. He straightened, attempting to look more dignified despite the general drowned-rat appearance he had going at the moment.

"That all depends on what you would like to know," he replied, flipping a lock of wet hair out of his face. "Excellent restaurants, people to know, people to avoid, places to stay... You need look no further than moi for your needs."

"Nevermind, nevermind... not the same world, haha..." Priere said meekly. She didn't really want to start explaining about Homard and his little gang of Nyankos. That was weird enough in the first place.

Most of the stuff he was offering was rather useless to her. The city was big, but... anyone could just post a message to ask "Hey, I feel like noodles where can I get some." However... "What about the people here?" Kairi... at least she thought that was her name, did mention some thing when she arrived, but Priere had figured out that asking about it in the open was a pretty stupid and reckless idea, even for her.

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