Between Sleep and Awake [ Completed]
Character(s): Tinkerbell, NiGHTS
Content: Tinkerbell arrives in Paixao.
Setting: Joutenheim Gate and surrounding areas.
Time: Evening, Week 33
Warnings: None.
Far in the fields of grass surrounding the domed city of Paixao, a golden little light twinkled faintly. Closer inspection would have revealed a tiny fairy on the ground, apparently sleeping. Tinkerbell rolled to her side and yawned, stretching her limbs as far as they would go. When she sat up, rubbing her head sleepily, her diaphanous wings flitted briefly. As she gazed with bleary confusion around herself, a few things became obvious.
The first was that she was not in her cozy little hollow inside the tree she shared with Peter Pan and the Lost Boys. This grassy, empty field was completely unfamiliar! The second was that Peter and the boys were nowhere around. Growing alarmed, she flew up from the grass and rose high into the sky, desperately searching for any recognizable landmark or figure...but there was nothing! "Peter!" she called out as loud as she could. "Peter Paaaaan!" She turned in the air, finally taking note of the rather large statues holding guard over an entrance into the biggest building she'd ever seen.
Tinkerbell curled her hands into fists, scowling. This was obviously some kind of prank of Peter's! Oh, she was gonna get him good as soon as she found him. Mustering up all her indignation, she sped through the air towards the two giants, bypassing the groups of people without a glance, leaving a golden trail of pixie dust over their heads.
"Peterrrrr!" she called angrily as she zig-zagged through the crowd, looking for any sign of his impish face or green clothing. When searching still yielded no results, she slowly drifted down to a lamp post, shoulders slumped.
This really wasn't funny.
Content: Tinkerbell arrives in Paixao.
Setting: Joutenheim Gate and surrounding areas.
Time: Evening, Week 33
Warnings: None.
Far in the fields of grass surrounding the domed city of Paixao, a golden little light twinkled faintly. Closer inspection would have revealed a tiny fairy on the ground, apparently sleeping. Tinkerbell rolled to her side and yawned, stretching her limbs as far as they would go. When she sat up, rubbing her head sleepily, her diaphanous wings flitted briefly. As she gazed with bleary confusion around herself, a few things became obvious.
The first was that she was not in her cozy little hollow inside the tree she shared with Peter Pan and the Lost Boys. This grassy, empty field was completely unfamiliar! The second was that Peter and the boys were nowhere around. Growing alarmed, she flew up from the grass and rose high into the sky, desperately searching for any recognizable landmark or figure...but there was nothing! "Peter!" she called out as loud as she could. "Peter Paaaaan!" She turned in the air, finally taking note of the rather large statues holding guard over an entrance into the biggest building she'd ever seen.
Tinkerbell curled her hands into fists, scowling. This was obviously some kind of prank of Peter's! Oh, she was gonna get him good as soon as she found him. Mustering up all her indignation, she sped through the air towards the two giants, bypassing the groups of people without a glance, leaving a golden trail of pixie dust over their heads.
"Peterrrrr!" she called angrily as she zig-zagged through the crowd, looking for any sign of his impish face or green clothing. When searching still yielded no results, she slowly drifted down to a lamp post, shoulders slumped.
This really wasn't funny.