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Characters: Prince Naveen and anyone who finds him
Content: Naveen arrives at the city
Setting: The Vanahiem gate
Time: Week 18, mid morning
Warnings: None yet.

Naveen never expected ‘being turned into a frog’ to be topped on the list of strangest things that has happened to him. But being suddenly transported to a strange new city in your sleep? Well, that was certainly up there. Naveen hopped over to a fancy gate where he saw some people entering the city.

“Welcome to Paixao, name?” Naveen looked around, the gatekeeper couldn’t be addressing him, could he? Not that there was anyone else around at the moment for the man to be talking to. “Pardon me, but, are you talking to me?”

“Yes, may I have your name?”

“Prince Naveen.” He replied, and was given some brochures, and a strange rectangular device that was bigger that he was. “…What am I supposed to do with this?” But the gate keeper had already moved onto the next person. Now, if Naveen were still human, taking the strange device and entering the city wouldn’t be a problem. But he wasn’t human, and this was a problem. He grabbed the device by the strap that was attached to it and started dragging it to the door.

This was gonna be difficult. And to add insult to injury, none of the people around seemed keen on helping him.

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Ariel hadn't planned on getting caught out in the rain, but she could hardly let such an inconsequential thing as a thunderstorm dampen her adventuring! There was still so much to see! Ariel also hadn't planned on wandering as far as the Vanaheim gate, but that was to be expected, since she very rarely used the map. That took the fun out of everything!

Ariel very quickly grew bored of the "citizens" of Paixao. They all had a creepy way of looking and speaking almost exactly alike, and none of them ever had any clues to share or mysteries to solve. Because of this, Ariel had developed a keen eye for those that definitely did not appear to "belong" in Paixao.

That was when she'd noticed Naveen, struggling with his new journal and pamphlets and picked up her skirts and rushed over to him, not stopping to think that maybe the smaller creature might be intimidated by a fastly approaching human.

"Hey, you doing alright?" she asked Naveen, motioning to his journal device and crouching down so she didn't feel like she was towering over him. She had just enough tact not to injure someone's pride on first meeting... usually.

Naveen stopped his rather pointless struggle with the journal and looked up at the girl who addressed him. She seemed nothing like the rest of the citizens, who were blindly going about their day. Despite being here for only a few minutes, Naveen had picked up on the wrongness of this right away. It would be hard not too, to be honest.

"I seem to be having trouble with this... whatever this thing is," He replied, hoping the young lady would offer to help.

Ariel smiled sympathetically at Naveen, and took another look at the device strapped to his back. "I could carry the journal for you for a moment, if you'd like?" she offered, once again motioning to it, concern starting to color her tone just a bit. In such a strange and magical city as this, she'd thought there may have been various sizes of the journals... apparently not.

Any other person may have also offered to lead the newcomer inside, out of the rain, but Ariel was honestly enjoying. You can take the girl out of the water, but... well, that was a cliche better left alone.

"That would be very helpful, thank you,... I don't think I caught your name" Naveen replied, then he looked over the device again, 'journal?' "That doesn't look like any journal I've ever seen" Weren't journals usually books and not strange rectangular devises?

Ariel might have liked the rain, but Naveen didn't, not even in his amphibious form. "I think we should get out of the rain."

"They don't look like a journal to me either," Ariel admitted with an embarrassed laugh, "But you can communicate with others here, and use it like a journal if you want to," she offered, no expert on it, herself, just repeating what she'd heard.

"Oh gosh, I'm sorry! Let's see what's nearby..." she pulled out her own journal now, after having taken Naveen's and tucked it safely under her arm. She let out a very un-ladylike huff at what she found. A whole lot of nothing useful nearby. The closest thing was one of the Actua Are hotels.

"There's a hotel this way," Ariel gestures helpfully, "We can wait in the lobby until the rain stops?" she added, ever hopeful.

"Is that so?" Naveen replied, "That is an interesting device then"

When Ariel mentioned the hotel, Naveen replied "That seems like a good idea" And he started hopping over to the building.

"I haven't proper introduced myself, have I?" He asked when they got to the lobby, "I am Prince Naveen of Maldonia"

"Oh, you're a prince! It's a pleasure to meet you, Prince Naveen," she responded sincerely with a small bow, for courtesy's sake. "My name is Ariel," she added with a grin a beat later, omitting the Princess part. While it may have been something important to Naveen, the title wasn't a big deal to her. Rather, it seemed that every time it was brought up, people treated her differently... they generally stopped talking about anything but the weather, as if they were going to offend her. She hated that.

A frog prince really didn't strike her as abnormal, either, considering Ariel was acquainted with many of the other courts beneath the sea... surely the frogs had hierarchy. But Maldonia, now THAT was unfamiliar.

"I've never heard of Maldonia," she admitted. "What is it like, there?" she asked with sincere curiosity, hoping she wasn't walking too fast for the smaller creature to hop along with her. She didn't want to offend him by just picking him up, or even offering to carry him. Princes didn't usually seem to respond to you very well if you think they need any help...