[Introduction] A rise from the ashes, indeed...

[awomanthorned]

The usual darkness was slowly filled with light, gradually increasing in intensity until it almost hurt. Dahlia Hawthorne groaned in irritation.

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Helpful doctor ahoy!

[doctor_pascal]

Pascal was just on his way to the lake, and spots the falling petals, though he missed Dahlia's gesture.

He reaches down and picks one up, looking at it. "I suppose a child might have been a touch too playful," he says thoughtfully. And then he notices the lovely young lady, and starts.

"Good afternoon, Madame." He's unfailingly polite, of course.

Sent this one randomly, not sure who else you'd like to see here, but feel free to let me know! ^^

Re: Helpful doctor ahoy!

[awomanthorned]

Dahlia is surprised to be greeted, and she puts on her sweetest face.

"Good afternoon, kind sir," she says. "Would you... be so kind as to help me? I'm so lost..." She tucks her chin to the side, feigning shyness.

No problem, I love running into puppets I've never seen before. :)

Re: Helpful doctor ahoy!

[doctor_pascal]

"Of course," he replies, very kindly. "You are at the Mansion," he tells her. "Not where you were before, I reckon."

He has no clue as to her deception.

Is cool! Might send a third one if I have an idea. ^^

Also, per the note The first commenter acts as a welcoming committee. All following interactions are deemed later in the day, when the character is settled up there, you can assume that Pascal briefed Dahlia and set her up in the interactions below - so you don't have to RP the explanation over and over and over again. (Unless it's a Dahlia thing and she's doing it on purpose, of course.) &hearts

Re: Helpful doctor ahoy!

[awomanthorned]

"Oh, no. Nothing like where I was before." She shakes her head.

She delicately lifts her hand and looks at him with her big, doe eyes, wordlessly asking to be helped stand.

Oh, she's doing it on purpose. Butter up the medieval man's ego sort of thing. :)

[doctor_pascal]

Of course, Pascal offers her his hand to help her stand, and is very charming in the way he does, a perfect gentleman of his time.

"Most of us can say as much, Madame," he replies courteously. "This is the Mansion. Not very descriptive, unfortunately."

Coolio! ^^ Just making sure. &hearts

[awomanthorned]

"The Mansion..." she repeats as she stands gracefully. "And... people just find themselves here mysteriously, through no doing of their own? Are there many of you - of us?"

[doctor_pascal]

"Enough that it is a population, Madame, but something akin to a small village." He finds her calmness and lack of panic commendable. "Might I -- escort you inside?"

[awomanthorned]

"Please." She smiles a little at him.

"Do I - " She hesitates. "May I have my own room?"

[doctor_pascal]

Aaaw, he wants to protect her, she looks so cute and lost and kitten-like.

"Yes, madame, you do," he replies. "Of course."

[awomanthorned]

Dahlia looks relieved, and a little excited. "Oh, I'm so glad. I've never had my own room before."

At least, not in prison.

She squeezes Pascal's hand.

[doctor_pascal]

Aaaaw, she's so adorable. Pascal colors a little. "-- I am sorry to hear that, Madame. Certainly, you will find a comfortable place."

And a beat, because he's Very Polite. "But forgive me, we have not been introduced. Dr. Pascal, at your service, of course."

[awomanthorned]

She drops his hand abruptly, and her hands fly to her mouth as she blushes. "I am so sorry, where are my manners? Dahlia Hawthorne." She curtsies.

[doctor_pascal]

"Madame, I could not fault you - arriving here can be quite unsettling. But forgive me, are you hungry, thirsty? Are you hurt in any way?"

[awomanthorned]

As if on cue, her stomach burbled. Dahlia blushed a darker shade of pink. In her time being dead, she'd completely forgotten about being hungry and thirsty.

"B-both, actually," she admits. Her stammer could be interpreted as the bashful embarrassment of a lady, but really comes from her irritation at forgetting such a (normally) natural function.

[doctor_pascal]

"Allow me to invite you to --" he looks up at the sky - "a light meal, then, Madame. Then perhaps we might find you accommodations, if that is acceptable to you."

[awomanthorned]

"That sounds very good, Dr. Pascal." Dahlia smiles as her blush starts to fade.