WHO: Prince Edward and Giselle, plus whoever would like to pop in. Preferably before he finds Giselle. <3
WHAT: Prince Edward is off TO FIND GISELLE. He hasn't realised he has a journal yet.
WHERE: Many places within the Marketplace. He is wandering.
WHEN: Immediately after he gets off the boat. XD
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My life partner, my one coquette, the answer to my love's duet: Giselle! )
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Things were fairly dull and quiet for a long-while, and Lauren was growing extremely bored when a booming voice caught her attention. There was someone walking through the crowd animatedly, and Lauren squinted her eyes to get a look at who was making all the racket. Oh - sweet Merlin. He looked as though he had just crawled off of a Disneyland parade, puffy sleeves and sword and all.
Lauren wasn't sure whether to laugh or walk in the opposite direction very, very fast. It was a seemingly difficult decision to make. The amusement factor soon won out.
"Would you mind terribly if you found her a tad quieter?" she called over to the Prince, perched up against a side wall several feet away from him.
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"Lady, I cannot rest until I find my fair Giselle. She could be anywhere within this city and if she cannot hear my call then she cannot know that I am looking for her."
He stood, arms akimbo and then raised his hand to the sky.
"I will find my Giselle, answer to my love's duet!"
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"Giselle, is it?" she repeated, lips pursing in slight thought. No, that name didn't register with anyone she had come into contact with. Then again, Lauren mused to herself that she would have remembered spotting Cinderella walking by. "Your girlfriend, or wife, is she?"
She blinked at his movements, smirk promptly clear on her lips.
"Yes, yes, and I'm sure you will find her," she drawled quickly, already becoming rather irritated with his reactions. "But there are surely more productive ways to conduct your search? More thorough, more in-depth." Less disturbing.
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Prince Edward stated this very matter-of-fact, as if that would explain everything. He watched as she smirked and thought about her words. But not very hard, because he'd get wrinkles if he thought too hard - his mother told him that.
"Then what do you suggest, Lady?"
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He wanted his perfumed soaps and shampoos and some hair conditioner and make up and if he had to make them himself then he bloody well would.
"Oh my." He blinked at the loud newcomer, for surely he could not have been a local. Kuja laughed behind his hand, shaking his head. "At least he isn't moping about being dumped here. A man with a purpose, I like that."
Tucking the items he had bought into his shopping basket, Kuja smoothed his blouse to sit neater beneath his underbust corset. He approached the flamboyantly dressed man.
"Looking for someone, darling?"
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"Yes, she's the answer to my love's duet, my one true love and her name is Giselle."
Prince Edward thought (but again, not too hard) and decided it was probably good to introduce himself.
"I am Prince Edward of Andalasia. What is the name of this place? The locals speak strangely here."
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"Nevermind. I'm Kuja. You're stuck here on a forsaken island called 'Rivelata'. There are a few of us here who were plucked from our world and dumped here."
The Genome sighed, flicking his hair over one shoulder. "We stick out from the locals- you'll be able to understand us since we don't speak the native language."
Kuja pouted,running a finger on the sleeve of his doublet. "You're going to need new clothes sweetie, if you want to look dashing for your Princess."
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Prince Edward had that blank look on his face again. Honestly, this land was weird. He shook his head a little and paid attention to the lady again.
"New clothes?"
And why would he need new clothes? He looked dashing already! Well, except for that loose thread and that salt stain . . . Okay. Maybe he did need new clothes. If only to show that he was royal and he would act like it.
"Alas, I have no money on my person. Nor do I know where to find such things."
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"Valentino velvet, right? I can get this spotless, don't you worry. As for your outfit, it'll have to go." He tisked, plucking at a tattered hole.
"Unfortunately the fabrics created on this island aren't up to my standards, but they're lovely enough. And Kaoru here does such marvelous work with what he's given."
Plucking a few garments off the shelves, he placed the garments into Edward's arms.
"Go on love, try them on! You want to look splendid for your Giselle, don't you?"
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Beautiful maidens should never have to do something. Anything. Whatever. These clothes actually weren't that bad, Prince Edward mused. This Kuja certainly had taste, he would have to keep in touch with these people. Prince Edward was certain Giselle would appreciate fine dresses. All ladies deserved fine dresses, that's what fine dresses were for. Fine ladies.
After shifting through the selection Kuja gave him, Edward finally selected an outfit. He emerged from the dressing room arrogant as ever.
"How do I look?"
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"Look how it brings out your posture! And the collar and lapel push your chin to stand tall and proud." The genome was having a field day, cooing over Edward. Drama? What drama? He was content in dressing a fine Prince for his Princess.
He left Edward to preen his reflection, pouting at Kaoru.
"Now now, his Princess surely must be here, and a man like that-" Kuja pointed at Edward as he inspected himself, "surely isn't going to leave his 'one true love, answer to my duet' in a heartbeat."
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The boy walked around Edward again, tugging at the seams. "How does it feel though? This place is extremely humid and you'll be sweating in it in no time... Also not a good way to greet a Fair Princess." Really, he felt like he was talking to Tamaki...
"I suppose as long as you take off the jacket while walking around outside..." Kaoru removed the jacket and placed it in Edward's arm like a waiter's towel. "I think you still look just fine like that. How about it, Kuja? Also, Edward, try pulling on it... that way I can try to let out some of the seams if it's a little tight..." Really, some of the men here had the broadest shoulders and then some were so thin...
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Though she'd been given directions, to the best of ... multiple peoples' abilities (she'd asked several people along the way, even though it was just down the street) she'd nearly managed to get herself lost even though it was just down the street. As it turned out, she was somewhat easily distracted by shiny things. THROUGH NO SMALL FEAT! however, she managed to find the mysterious shop and giggled in delight ... Until she saw the reflection of herself in the window. "Oh dear," she sighed as she smoothed over the fabric of her dirty, tattered dress. "I can't see Prince Edward like this! Oh...."
After a moment's contemplation, Giselle bit her lower lip and knocked thrice on the door. "Hello?" She called. "Hello, is anyone home? M-might you know where Prince Edward is?"
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"GISELLE!"
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"You're the fairest maid I've ever met, you were made . . ."
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"I'm glad they found each other." He sighed, carefully redressing the mannequin he had stripped. "But he better let her go because a Princess certainly cannot go about in that dirty dress!"
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He sighed and tried to pick up on Kuja's light-heartedness to inspire him. "Well, even though girls can be pickier, at least I have more dresses already in stock."
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"Oh darling. One day at a time, sweetheart. One day at a time."
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