paixaorpg | Let Sleeping Debutantes Lie [Active/Open]

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Let Sleeping Debutantes Lie [Active/Open]

Character(s): Lottie, open
Content: Miss LaBouff wakes up in a strange land.
Setting: Joutenheim gate.
Time: Evening, Week 20
Warnings: HYSTERICS.

Sleeping peacefully in the grass outside of Paixao, Charlotte LaBouff, otherwise known as Lottie, turned over on her back in a most unladylike position and snorted. One of her ruby red sandals was some feet away and her hair was a mess, but the young woman was blissfully unaware of such atrocity.

"Nah...gonna put up...corn chips..." she muttered, smacking her lips with satisfaction. Awakening slowly, she opened her eyes partway, bleary to everything but the fact that she was looking up at the night sky instead of the tasteful but modern pink of her bedroom. "Mmm?" Blinking a few times, she slowly sat up, lips pursed as she tried to make sense of what she was seeing.

Some ways away, two giant statues stood guard over an entrance into what looked like the biggest building with a domed roof she'd ever seen. A small group of people had lined up as if waiting their turn to enter. "Oh, my..." she said softly, fully awake now and growing more alarmed by the second.

She pushed herself off the grass and stood shakily, unconsciously fixing her hair as she headed to her discarded shoe. "I...I gotta think about this, now..." Lottie whispered to herself, patting the carefully curled locks of her hair back into place, staring at her shoe as if it would give her any answers. She was dreaming, right? Had to be! There could be no other explanation! But...she surely felt wide awake. No, like it or not...this was real. Somehow.

Lottie swallowed a whimper of uncertainty and headed toward the entrance, trying not to let her fear show on her face. A lady had to be calm and together under any circumstance, after all! Unfortunately, she never did have a decent poker face and now, her wide, expressive eyes were like the eyes of a frightened deer. Standing in line, she fiddled with her fingers, hopping on one foot and then the other, peering around and over the people ahead of her until it was finally her turn.

She wasn't sure what she'd been expecting from the person who handed her what looked like a brochure for a vacationer and some fancy, sleek machine, but she got even less. Despite all attempts to get any kind of answer from the man, he dismissed her completely. She briefly considered using the clout of her family name, but she was too shocked at the situation unfolding that she meekly entered the city instead, papers and journal clutched over her heart like a shield.

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Wolf saw the nervous lady. She certainly looked distressed enough. He lifted his eyebrow. Poor pork chop has lost her way. Wolf made his way toward her, putting on his best smile and greeted her, “Evening, are you new here as well?”

The ruffed looking man bowed his head slightly as he looked the girl up and down, oh was she a looker. Very succulent and cute like a fluffy little sheep. “Aw, what’s a lost lamb like you doing in a place like this. Perhaps I can help you,” he said trying to hide his wolfish smirk.

Riku had just snuck back in. After a few failed attempts to explore the area outside the domes, Riku had finally gotten outside the domes to explore. Despite the glares he got from the creatures he learned were called Lumens, the day had gone uneventfully. He'd even visited the Islands briefly. The broken shell in his pocket was somehow comforting, even if it was a fake.

...And then he saw a scruffy man looking a woman over. Judging by appearances, neither of them were from Paixao, let alone the same world. He considered just walking on, but decided to make sure that creeper didn't try anything.

"Hey. New here?"

And right next to the absolute picture of a lady that was Lottie, another new arrival certainly not of that type sprouted from the gate. Well, kicked through the gate was a more apt term for Prishe's arrival. Whatever was upon the other side had shoved her through with such force she literally flew in midair through the gate and the impact was harsh -- rolling her form along the floor for a little while before it became clear that she was fine, but she was far from pleased.

She lept to her feet almost instantly, clenching her fists as she fixed her gaze upon the door. Her teeth clenched - and rage built. "... The hell!?" she barked out - running instantly at the door and banging upon it so hard the gate actually shook.

"If you're in there, you better start running! I'm gonna kick your scaly ass into next Darksday! You hear me?! You got a head start!"

Well, the gentlemen were certainly friendly here. Lottie absently patted the papers and journal she carried over her heart, smiling tremulously at Wolf. The man was clearly not hiding his appreciation for her looks in any way, which on any other day, she'd encourage or discourage depending on her mood. But these were strange times for Miss Lottie LaBouff and, at the presence of another, younger male, she was quickly feeling overwhelmed.

She opened her mouth to respond to both men at once when a girl was apparently thrown through the gate and proceeded to make all kinds of ruckus. "Well," Lottie said, smiling vacantly as she watched the girl pound on the door. "I do believe I've gone mad as a hatter." Her hand fluttered up to her throat, clearly on the verge of a meltdown.

“Oh cripes!” Wolf said, quickly coming to the girl’s aid. He put his arms over her shoulder tenderly and tried to reassure her, “Alright it’s ok, just calm down, deep breathes! Deep breathes! Come on let’s go sit down.”

Wolf guided Lottie to sit down by the nearest bench, ignoring everyone else. After all, this girl looks like she’s having a heart attack! He sat her down gently on the bench, giving her some space as he held her hands in comfort. “Ok now, are you ok? Don’t worry. Everything is going to be all right, do you need some water? I can go get some if you want me to,” Wolf said, making sure this poor little pork chop doesn’t faint.

"Don't worry, you're not losing it," Riku began, looking to the new girl banging at the door, "Otherwise I'd be there too." He looked back to see Wolf leading the girl away and groaned. This whole situation was going to be a handful, wasn't it?

Keeping an eye on the two and wishing he hadn't stopped at all, he went over to the girl having a different kind of meltdown. "You're not getting out if you do that."

Unfortunately, Prishe's attentions were still solely upon the door at this point - and even though she was making herself rather... heard, she hadn't actually the foresight to look around her. Well. Foresight was hard when you were beating chunks out of a door barehanded.

Riku's voice went ignored for a good twenty seconds before it finally got through to her, and then she gave the door a good, hard kick which caused it to resound and shake again before turning around, a completely blank look coming over her. " Huh. "

Twenty more seconds. (which were spent turning around, and giving out some more abuse to whoever she believed was behind the thing.) Then she turned around again. " That's awesome. Mind telling me the detour then? You've seriously got no idea the kind of kicking he's gonna get for what he did to me. "

"Oh, yes, I'm just fine," Lottie replied meekly to Wolf, staring out to where Riku was presently dealing with other girl by the gate. "I'm not at home and my daddeh's nowhere to be seen and I think I've just gone plum crazy..." Her voice had been steadily rising in pitch and volume and now, her wide eyes were filling with tears. "Or maybe I'm just dead and this is not where I thought I'd end up, with all those Sundays at church, bein' a good girl an' all and where is my house, I was just there and no I am most decidedly not okay because there is a girl with pointed lil' ears that just crashed through a gate made outta giants!"

With that, Lottie burst into wailing sobs, her tears leaving thick black streaks of mascara.

Wolf tried to listen her, but began to wince when she started to go hysterics, and quickly tried to console her. He noticed the girl seemed like a southern girl of some sort. Perhaps she was a shepherdess? She does look as succulent and cute as one. “Oh no no no! You’re not dead, and this isn’t heaven! Well, it isn’t hell either, but it is a place. You’re in Paixao, Paixao!” Wolf tried to say, but she continued to go on in her panic.

The distressed wolf quickly tried to reach in his pocket and took out a crumbled up guide of Paixao and opened it to show her. “You see? This is Paixao, and you’re here!” Wolf explained while pointing at the Joutenheim gate.

Wolf sighed and gave her a small smile, “You poor little lamb, don’t be scared. I assure you, there’s nothing to be afraid of here, it’s just like any other civilization I’ve seen before, nothing to worry about.” Although Wolf was relatively new here himself, he wanted to make sure the girl was all right by herself.

Riku just watched and blinked a moment at her outbursts. "...Nope, you're probably right." He considered telling her how to sneak out so she'd be out of his hair, but with little idea how much chaos would ensue, he decided against it. "Trust me on this, though, the guy's not worth your energy."

He looked back when he heard the woman's voice began to rise before degenerating into wails. Though not one to fawn over some lady he didn't know, he was at least gentlemanly enough to feel very uncomfortable in the presence of a crying woman. He inwardly cringed, only a hint of it flashing on his face as he looked to the other. "C'mon," he told the disagreeable youth, "looks like we need to get both you girls a place." He motioned for her to follow, and turned his attention back to the weeping woman.

"I've been here about a month. Trust me, what the guy's telling you is right." Mostly. There was no need to tell her now about the Organization. Right now Riku's main concern for her was what the scruffy guy was up to. For the moment they needed to calm both girls down. They could fill them in on the way to some sort of lodgings.

A place?

Frowning, Prishe straightened the hem of her dress and shgook her head slightly, staring at the ground for the smallest of seconds before she stomped off after the other - toward the girl that appeared to be crying her little heart out. A look of confusion filled her face before she tilted her head - deciding to not bother calling her out. Prishe wasn't able to emphasise, that sort of thing had disappeared with Magicite. But she could pretend.

Sniffing slightly (was it her, or did something smell vaguely of dog..?) she walked to Lottie and tapped her, before speaking to her. "Hey. Crying isn't going to do any good, huh. Just think. Could be worse - you could be right in the middle of the giants that made this thing." Point to the gate went there. And a small shrug followed. Then, her ears almost twitched as she heard Riku. Then she lost it. Again.

"Wait. A month?!"

Lottie's outraged cry joined Prishe's in perfect sync. "A month!?" She'd been about to calm down, too. Wolf's obvious distress at her tears had been enough to momentarily pull herself together -- she didn't want to make a scene, after all -- but the knowledge that someone else who had been taken here against their will had been here a whole month was just too much.

She shot up from the bench, fanning her face with her hands. "No, no, no, I cannot stay here for a month!" The little blonde began to pace in a circle around the group, alternating wringing her hands with fanning herself. "I've got social functions to attend! Gentlemen callers to entertain! Ooh, and Big Daddeh will be just beside himself without me around!"

Lottie gasped suddenly, grabbing hold of Riku even as she stared at a space between Prishe and Wolf. "That's it! Daddeh'll rescue me! Oh, sure as shootin', he'd never let me be lost for long!" As her optimism grew, she lightly began to shake the boy in her excitement.

Wolf watched the girls go into a frantic. He got up holding up his hands to try and figure out what to do. He winced at Lottie running around like mad woman. Wolf bit his lips as his hand kept hovering, as if signaling for her to sit back down to a calm state. “C-Cripes, it’s not that bad,” Wolf said watching Lottie circle the group.

Finally when the girl began to calm herself, he sighed in somewhat relief, but noticed she started shaking the other boy. Wolf twitched a little, well this girl certainly seemed enthusiastic, but he bit his lip, knowing that her dad may or may not come and get her. He breathed, “Wait a minute, now dear, I’m sure you’ll get along just fine with or without him.”

Wolf looked at the other girl, not knowing what to do, his eyes started looking like an extremely confused puppy. He approached her and put his hand on her shoulder in comfort, “Are you alright?” his voice going soft, unwillingly.

Great. They weren't supposed to take it THAT way. Riku softly groaned and began to reach up to hold his face in his hand when he was suddenly interrupted. He found himself being grabbed by petite little hands. Looking down at her, the height difference wasn't as much as he would have thought; she must be older. Even if she wasn't acting like it. Who called for their "daddy" to get them out of a mess like this? He blinked as she began to shake him, but after a couple seconds he put his hands on her shoulders. Pull yourself together, he thought.

"The other guy's right," Riku began. "It's easy to live here while we're looking for a way out. You can pay for stuff with the leaves from the trees. Anything you want. There's even a beach where the weather's usually nice and there are shells." Girls like shells. ...Though if I find her there squealing every time I go there... "Trust me, I've been through a lot, and this is cake." He put on a bit of a smile, much as being trapped in Castle Oblivion was not something to smile about, plus he in no way was thrilled about the current situation. "Think of this as an exotic vacation, okay?" He supposed that those who couldn't do much about Heartless or the Organization had to think of it that way.

He glanced over to the scruffy man as he approached the younger girl. The guy wasn't just fawning over the other. He looked legitimately concerned. ...Cross that concern off the list. Now for the other two.

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