[There's a soft groan from the other side of a rock that the PDA currently has a view of, a girl's soft voice as she wakes up.]
Pascal...? Eugene...?
[A blond head can now be seen but only the top of it, the sharp intake of breath as she realizes she's not where she's supposed to be.]
Pa-Pascal?! [Her tone is frantic now, scared.] Eugene!! [She
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[MOVING ON as if that didn't just happen.]
That's a relief, then. If you watch where you're stepping until you make it to the fence, you should be able to follow it to the gates without much trouble. I'm afraid the scenery outside isn't much of an improvement, but at least it's outside.
And that's―
[He also sees what you're doing there, Master. So hard. Allen has half a mind to go fetch Rapunzel instead, but it seems Cross is already on his way, and if nothing else, Cross is at least a perfect gentleman to ladies.
At first.
Allen will just have to keep an eye on his Master when they get back.]
―good to hear! I hope you don't mind me keeping you company until he gets there, then. [ holds out a hand for Tim to perch on ] It's my golem, his name's Timcanpy.
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One that changes to a listening one when Allen starts talking again.] Wouldn't it be keeping whatever is dangerous out there out of where I am? I-I don't think the dead would mind me much just hanging out until he comes...
[Sob. Pascal is already going to keep an eye on him. She's frightening him with being a fairy tale come to life anyway. :|a
Smiling.] I don't think I'd mind. I don't see anyone else nearby offering to talk. [A strained grin at being in a graveyard with the dead that shouldn't even be popping up. But it wouldn't surprise her if they did.] He's very...pretty. Hello, Timcanpy. [Little wave.
Pascal eyes the golem. Oh no, I'm the cute one in her life, back off gold ball.]
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[laughing as Tim swells with pride:] Careful, he already has quite an ego!
[...Must come from hanging around Cross for so many years. He sobers after that, though, careful not to appear serious to avoid dampening the mood too much, but he does look very earnest.]
You'll find there isn't anything more dangerous than some unstable buildings out there, Miss Rapunzel.
[Huh. Allen hadn't given her name much thought at first, being more focused on the possibility that someone might be hurt, but now that he's addressing her by it ― what a quaint name.]
The city's empty except for a handful of us, all brought here from different worlds. How much have you been told so far?
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She grins.] It's alright, I know how to deflate them as well.
[Rapunzel relaxes a little at that, not too much considering she's still in a graveyard with open graves and things.] That makes me feel a bit better. No thugs or ruffians?
[Very important question. Don't let your pondering of her "quaint" name distract you from answering it.]
Other than my room number and the name of this place? Not much, I'm afraid.
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Always a handy skill to have, I say. But no, none that I know of. There are only about a dozen of us here and we're all quite the decent sort.
[...Relatively speaking. He scratches a cheek awkwardly, then takes a breath and continues, in the staunch manner of someone who has done this many times before:]
I'm afraid this is going to get lengthy, then. Basically, Libitina has been bringing people from different worlds for her own entertainment. She calls us her toys, as you've learned by now, and plays with us by making strange things happen each month, usually lasting for a week. We're left to survive on our own otherwise.
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That's a relief, though some of them aren't all that bad once you share your dreams. [Long story, don't ask.
But listening now!] Libitina is the girl that gave me the room, then? [She can't be that bad if she gives them shelter, right?] What kind of...strange things?
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[Her remark gets a blink and a slight raise of white eyebrows out of Allen, but though it may an unusual thing to say, he doesn't find the principle all that disagreeable.]
That― Sounds like it has quite a story behind it, though I must confess it's not one I've had the privilege of experiencing yet. Suppose I'd better tkae your word for it.
Yes, that's her. We don't know much about her beyond her name, except that she's a spirit and answers to no one but her master. [tone leaning towards dry:] It varies. We've been through everything from losing one of our senses to having all shelter taken away―
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So she is a ghost then... [Tyki mentioned it, her being a ghost. And now Rapunzel is looking around the graveyard for her. Aren't ghosts supposed to haunt graveyards?]
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[PDA gets a view of her hair now, very close up.] Oh, gosh. Mother's going to kill me. Eugene's going to worry where I am, he's probably looking for me right now. Oh, I hope he's alright. I hope mother doesn't kill him for losing me...
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[The graveyard is haunted, but. Let's not frighten her needlessly. There's a sympathetic pause after Rapunzel's dismayed outburst, followed by a soft tap-tap from the PDA that will hopefully make her feel less alone.]
[as gently as possible:] Not that we've found. We're still looking, but... At the moment, it looks like Libitina only sends people home at random, sometimes bringing them back again after a while. There doesn't seems to be a pattern. If it helps, though, we've found out that time back home is on hold while we're here. When people are sent home, they're always returned to the exact point in time from which they were taken. I'm sure your mother and friend are both doing fine! We'll just have to work on finding a way out as soon as possible, so you can get back to what you were doing.
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Glancing back at the PDA when Allen starts talking, her worried and concerned expression - almost "crushed" herself - slowly starts to ease off.] I-it doesn't change at home? So they don't know that I'm gone?
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