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Walking Down Windsor Street

Jul 20, 2011 16:54

Who: Princess Peach who for some reason can't get the stupid LJ user tag to work and anyone in Spero.

Where: Windsor Street to the University.

When: Late afternoon, July 18th.

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Inspired by her conversation with Michelangelo, Peach has decided to head into the city of Spero to find other people.

The Log: ( And away we go! )

open, [ touhou project ] flandre scarlet, [ hetalia ] hungary/elizaveta héderváry

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eroslegy July 21 2011, 04:22:52 UTC

As it happens, Hungary is out searching for food and supplies. It's not like she really is starving or anything, but it's sort of comforting to her, looking for more. She looks like a rather short, boyish young woman in a ponytail and ill-fitting clothes, and is walking up Windsor St. straight at Peach.

shroomprincess July 21 2011, 17:16:48 UTC

Peach covers her eyes and gazes into the distance. "Why, there's someone coming this way! Oh, thank goodness. I must be near civilization!"

Peach walks as quickly as she can without running, eager to talk to to someone else.

"It looks like another girl too. Yoo hoo!" She waves her hand in greeting.

eroslegy July 23 2011, 19:01:02 UTC

Hungary hadn't really been paying a lot of attention, so she's a little startled to be greeted. Of course, she doesn't mind it. She doesn't recognize this person, but it doesn't make a difference. "Szia!"

shroomprincess July 23 2011, 19:40:37 UTC

Peach tilts her head to the side in slight confusion. Up until now she's heard only English and Japanese here, both of which she understands. However, this language is different, something her ear doesn't recognize and her brain can't decipher.

"Um, Hello," she says softly, a bit nervous. She's never encountered someone who can't speak the same language as her and isn't sure how to begin.

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u_n_asplode July 21 2011, 16:58:37 UTC

"Stop."

A childish voice drifted over from the left side of the street; the exact source is a bit hard to see, but not completely hidden. It appeared to...really be a child, actually. Though possessing very odd crystalline wings that were very un-childish. Un-anything-found-in-nature, really.

The way she was crouched in a bit of shadow cast from the ruined buildings would imply she was waiting for something. Not quite ready to pounce, but close. Even so, her eyes are glowing red pinpoints that make it rather hard to hide from anything.

And they're fixed on Peach, with a little spark of interest.

shroomprincess July 21 2011, 17:19:43 UTC

Peach does stop, swinging around towards the voice. She crouches down, squinting a bit as she tries to make out the strange form.

"Hello? Is someone there?" She creeps closer to the roadside, not wanting to spook the creature before she can try to communicate with it. "Are you all right? Can I be of any help?"

u_n_asplode July 21 2011, 17:38:33 UTC

Flandre chitters a bit, like a bat.

And then her demeanor changes from vaguely menacing to a decidedly nonthreatening child. Particularly when she rises up from that crouch, shakes out her wings--and hops the by now short distance over to the shade cast by the parasol. She is rather small.

"Hello! I'm fine, thank you."

Flandre's wings fold away politely.

"You have a parasol too!"

shroomprincess July 21 2011, 18:02:11 UTC

"Why yes, I do. Would you like to share it with me?" Peach beams with delight at the child in front of her. So far, she hasn't met anyone who wasn't well mannered, and she is greatly enjoying her time in this "simulation".

"My name is Peach. What is your name?" Peach kneels down so that she may be closer to eye level with the girl. She holds the parasol over them both, blocking the sun from their shoulders. "You have lovely wings, if I may say so. So adorable!"

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