She'd thought she was done with this sort of thing... [Completed]
Character(s): Tiana, anyone else
Content: Tiana arrives at Paixao.
Setting: The Niflheim Gate
Time: Week 19, Early Morning
Warnings: None foreseeable.
It was raining, but the young woman hardly noticed. She was more focused on the situation she'd found herself in.
Tiana had really thought she was done with this sort of thing - the strange and inexplicable. But there she was, having just opened the kitchen door of Tiana's Palace, only to find herself in a place that was very much not a kitchen. The door had vanished the moment she'd stepped through, so it didn't look like she was getting back the way she came.
But what was this place?
She noticed a line of people and joined in, figuring they must be in line for something. Maybe it would be something helpful. Part of her wanted to question those in front of her, but the precession was moving along so efficiently and quietly that she would have felt awkward doing so. No matter - it didn't take long for a gate of silver ice to come into view, and once Tiana knew where she was headed it hardly seemed to take any time at all to get there.
"Your name?" she was asked as she reached a booth at the end of the line.
"...Tiana," the young woman said cautiously. Upon answering, she was given some sort of device. "What is-" she began, but the serious look she received told her this was not the place for questions. So she stepped aside, staring at the gate, unsure if she should enter or not... Well, that was what everyone before her in line had done. She was thinking about this, smoothing out her simple green dress as she did so, when the pamphlets surrounding the booth. That could be helpful...
Still cautious, she moved back over to the booth and picked up one of the brochures. Inside she found a list of establishments and their locations. Tiana sighed. This wouldn't do her any good until she figured out where she was. As she closed the brochure, she noted the word on the cover. Paixao, huh? She wasn't even sure how to pronounce that...
Well, it didn't matter at this point, she decided. She was there, and nothing outside of the gate seemed very keen on telling her where 'there' was. So, with a deep breath, she stepped inside.
Content: Tiana arrives at Paixao.
Setting: The Niflheim Gate
Time: Week 19, Early Morning
Warnings: None foreseeable.
It was raining, but the young woman hardly noticed. She was more focused on the situation she'd found herself in.
Tiana had really thought she was done with this sort of thing - the strange and inexplicable. But there she was, having just opened the kitchen door of Tiana's Palace, only to find herself in a place that was very much not a kitchen. The door had vanished the moment she'd stepped through, so it didn't look like she was getting back the way she came.
But what was this place?
She noticed a line of people and joined in, figuring they must be in line for something. Maybe it would be something helpful. Part of her wanted to question those in front of her, but the precession was moving along so efficiently and quietly that she would have felt awkward doing so. No matter - it didn't take long for a gate of silver ice to come into view, and once Tiana knew where she was headed it hardly seemed to take any time at all to get there.
"Your name?" she was asked as she reached a booth at the end of the line.
"...Tiana," the young woman said cautiously. Upon answering, she was given some sort of device. "What is-" she began, but the serious look she received told her this was not the place for questions. So she stepped aside, staring at the gate, unsure if she should enter or not... Well, that was what everyone before her in line had done. She was thinking about this, smoothing out her simple green dress as she did so, when the pamphlets surrounding the booth. That could be helpful...
Still cautious, she moved back over to the booth and picked up one of the brochures. Inside she found a list of establishments and their locations. Tiana sighed. This wouldn't do her any good until she figured out where she was. As she closed the brochure, she noted the word on the cover. Paixao, huh? She wasn't even sure how to pronounce that...
Well, it didn't matter at this point, she decided. She was there, and nothing outside of the gate seemed very keen on telling her where 'there' was. So, with a deep breath, she stepped inside.