http://dawnqueen.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] dawnqueen.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paradisalost2008-04-07 04:49 pm
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Fear and Loathing in Paradisa

Who: Ashe ([profile] dawnqueen ) [OPEN LOG FOR EVERYONE :D]
What: Ashelia arrives. She worries that the Rozarrians have captured her...
When:
April 7 onward
Where:
At the castle entrance
Rating:
G for now. Well. PG for Ashe's miniskirt.

Ashe stood in line, awaiting her chance to speak with the person running the booth ahead. Perhaps they would know where she could catch an airship out of here... Or at least which way Dalmasca was. She didn't have her bearings in the slightest, which was unusual for her. She'd been all over Ivalice, surely something familiar would show up soon... a Bangaa or a Chocobo or Vaan and the rest... 

Then again, she supposed there were worse places to be lost. The gardens were nice, and there was a quaint village beyond the gate. She thought it odd that they would put such a fancy gate around such a slummy looking city-- but that's just what it seemed like to her. Perhaps she was in some other city... Rozarria? No...

She watched some people pass by, and found herself wondering if she would be taken in for questioning. Vayne was hardly gone politically; The Rozarrians weren't exactly her favored country either. She walked politely over to a group of women and asked politely, "My name is Ashelia B'nargin of Dalmasca. Which way is Rabanastre?" She held her arms together, watching them. They looked at Ashe and then laughed pointed at the village. "This is Paradisa. No Rabunasers here!" Ashe frowned. The people here were not very helpful.

She clicked the toe of her right boot on the cobblestone pavement. A few young guys gave her a whistle as they passed.

"Ugh," she said, with a look of disdain, "I think it's time I got a wardrobe change, at least until I'm back in my own country... The people here must be brutes. Many of them seem almost... vacant. Their eyes are so bright but they don't seem happy... This place is lonely. Almost isolating..." She shivered a bit, drew her shirt a little closer together.

"Oh, Rasler... I need you more than you know."
 

[identity profile] so-many-needs.livejournal.com 2008-04-07 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Greed walked lazily along the sidewalk, raising an appraising eye at the buildings around him. Not his type of decor, he had to say. He was a man of the city and all this green just didn't appeal to him.

"How the hell am I suppo--" he stopped dead as a pair of legs flashed into his vision. He followed them up to a skirt, then an outfit above it, then a beautiful face framed by short blonde hair.

"Oi, I don't remember you around. You new?"

[identity profile] so-many-needs.livejournal.com 2008-04-08 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Name's Greed, beautiful. Pleased to meetcha'."

[identity profile] so-many-needs.livejournal.com 2008-04-08 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Usually. Things got kinda' switched around. It probably won't last. Don't worry about it."

[identity profile] so-many-needs.livejournal.com 2008-04-08 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"That's the gist of it, darlin'," he nodded quickly, "We get brought here by forces unknown, sent out by forces unknown. That's all there is to it."

[identity profile] so-many-needs.livejournal.com 2008-04-08 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Take a look around, Miss. This ain't your world or your technology."

He shrugged and walked closer to her, looking her over.

"Well, I doubt you'll have trouble makin' friends. A gorgeous woman in a skimpy outfit certainly has no trouble getting attention."

[identity profile] so-many-needs.livejournal.com 2008-04-08 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh believe me, I'd wear less if I had the choice," he said, "I'd go naked if it were my way. Who doesn't wanna' look at perfection?"

He laughed a bit at his jest and knelt before her, taking her hand and raising it to his lips.

"Please, allow this humble homunculus to be your guide."

[identity profile] so-many-needs.livejournal.com 2008-04-08 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Didn't say it was, darlin', just a way to get to know the city. Shall we go?"

[identity profile] so-many-needs.livejournal.com 2008-04-08 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Greed had never been one to be in awe, for the most part. Kings, servants, townsfolk. They were all human, to him, and therefore not capable of reaching above his level. Until he got here, that is. He had to wonder why some humans had been given such magnificent power, while those on his world were so fragile.

"So, what's it like bein' a queen?" he asked.

[identity profile] so-many-needs.livejournal.com 2008-04-08 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Me?" he asked, scratching his head, "I do what I want. I fight, I gamble, I fuck, I eat, I do whatever the hell I want to do. It's as simple as that."

[identity profile] so-many-needs.livejournal.com 2008-04-08 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Popular with some, not so popular with others. I'm certainly no hero, but I'm also not all that bad a guy. I do have some scruples, after all."

[identity profile] so-many-needs.livejournal.com 2008-04-09 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Like I said, I have a few scruples. I don't just go around murderin' people. I prefer not to kill if I have a choice. I don't fight girls or lie and cheat, either. See? I'm not so bad."

He pointed around them in a circle.

"This place normally isn't like this. It has a much different design. We're currently under the effects of...well, whatever the hell runs this place. It changes things now and then."

[identity profile] so-many-needs.livejournal.com 2008-04-09 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
He struggled to keep his eyes from shifting to her hip. Quite a lovely set of hips they were.

"Well...that's just how this place is. So, you want a tour of it or what?"

[identity profile] so-many-needs.livejournal.com 2008-04-09 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right this way, fair princess," he said, sauntering ahead of her with a confident swagger, ready to impart his limited knowledge of the city's workings, "We'll get this done quickly."