http://alottalottie.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] alottalottie.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2011-02-12 01:10 am

Long Lost Lottie [Open, Active]

Character(s): Lottie, open
Content: Miss LaBouff returns to Paixao and she doesn't know what to make of it.
Setting: Muspelheim Gate
Time: Week 29, sunset
Warnings: None

In front of the impressively glittering, larger than life golden gate of Muspelheim, Lottie stood, tapping her fingers together nervously. Despite the other-worldliness of this experience, it wasn't her first time going through this and thus she was handling it remarkably well. Sure, she was rooted in place and absolutely confused, but she wasn't crying. That was progress.

As she made her hesitant way inside the city, she bypassed the line and the usual greeting entirely. She simply couldn't handle that right now. As it was, she could barely sort out what she was feeling, much less how she'd returned here and why she didn't remember what had happened when she was gone.

She knew she'd been gone. Though she had no memories in between now and the last time she'd been in Paixao, she just had a feeling. That aside, she was torn between feeling annoyed and a little frightened that she'd been brought back and...a little relieved that she was. She had made some friends here that she knew she couldn't have seen again back in her own world and it was a shame to think she had just up and left without even saying good bye. But this world was dangerous and bizarre and...and...and she wasn't rich here!

That set her lip to wobbling a little bit. Lottie bit the betraying pink bottom lip and found a bench to sit down on, completely overwhelmed.

[identity profile] maybeimaleon.livejournal.com 2011-02-12 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Squall was, by no stretch of the imagination, anything resembling a people person. True, he did have a little bit of experience by way of Rinoa, but that wasn't really enough to help through most things. But even then, he rather grudgingly figured he might as well at least see what was going on. There wasn't really anything else immediately pressing, at the very least.

(Even if he might have wished that there was, but that was neither here nor there and anyway, why would anyone he knew have shown up when they hadn't done so yet?)

"Is everything alright?"

[identity profile] maybeimaleon.livejournal.com 2011-02-16 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
...Yep, definitely out of his area of expertise. Rinoa hadn't ever gotten this bad, even when things were more than a little out of their hands. But he'd gotten himself into this, and he supposed it would have been just a little bit rude to walk away now.

"There's sunlight in some of the other worlds, I guess?" he answered with a shrug.

Whether or not that was really natural sunlight was up for debate, but it was better than the domes, and even he had to admit that they got more than a little bit annoying at the best of times. It just wasn't the same somehow. Wasn't right somehow and that was really the problem with the place, in the end.

"I can't do anything about the Organization, though."

[identity profile] maybeimaleon.livejournal.com 2011-02-19 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
Were they? He was aware of the fact that it was a little odd that the worlds seemed to 'open up' slowly at the best of times, and odder still that there'd been a point when no one had even known about them, but did that really mean the Organization was waiting in them? They had to have known they were there, but was it worth it? Were there enough people there to both snatching people when they had a whole city stretched out before them.

Somehow, he had a feeling Lottie wouldn't want to hear his suspicions. It would probably only set her off again, and he could deal with her slightly better if she wasn't wailing.

"Squall," he answered. "Squall Leonhart."

[identity profile] maybeimaleon.livejournal.com 2011-02-27 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
Dangerous? Squall wasn't at all sure he'd really consider it a dangerous sounding name, but then again he'd had it all his life. That probably meant he had some sort of bias, right? But it was less important. He had to figure out how to...

How to explain that he payed almost no attention to the kind of gossip that she was most likely looking for.

"What do you remember hearing about last, last time you were here?"

[identity profile] maybeimaleon.livejournal.com 2011-03-01 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
A few. It wasn't much, but it was at least enough to give him a general idea of where to start. The world had changed precious little since then, to the best of his knowledge, but that was alright. Things didn't always move quickly.

"Halloween Town is one of the other worlds past this one. Right now there's three we know of. Destiny Islands, Halloween Town and Spira. They're supposed to be... rooms in a castle, if you can believe that." There was a pause, so that he could take a deep breath. Most of the time he didn't say quite so much all in one go. "As for the mayor... the general opinion of Paixao's mayor is that his either inefficient or has poor taste."

[identity profile] maybeimaleon.livejournal.com 2011-03-08 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Squall couldn't really answer Lottie's question about politicians. The only one he was particular familiar with was Laguna and he wasn't exactly what anyone could call 'normal'. Even by what he was assuming was the usual standard for that sort of thing. Fortunately, it didn't seem like it was a question that needed to be answered.

"It's probably still open."

He hadn't really seen most of the natives move in to places that had been abandoned, so all that left were the various other people who showed up in the place and that wasn't enough to take up all the places there were to stay.