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.004 Test Drive Meme



The Fleet: Test Drive Meme.


Instructions.

1. Pick a prompt
2. Comment with your thread start, with your character name and fandom in the subject line.
3. Tag into other's threads.
4. Have fun!
5. What happens on the TDM defaults to staying on the TDM (it's not taken in game), unless all players involved agree AND you have mod approval to c&p the thread to the log comm. You must get mod approval.

**If you have questions, ask the Mods


Meme Prompts.

[Shuttle]
You've arrived! You've been seen by a coolly efficient (what you hope is a) medical professional - after all they did give you a shot of something. Then you were handed a slew of things you're still trying to process - communication devices, a ring (which is also a key?), a piece of transparent film that's flashing information. And clothing, that was a thoughtful gesture. And then there was the explanation - You've been taken (isn't that a nice way of saying 'kidnapped') by that floating orb of light, you can't leave, but while you're here you get room and board. Is that really a fair trade? Oh, and to top everything off, you have a set of gem like stones set into your chest, that you can't remove.

Before you know it, you've moved with the crowd towards the shuttle and now that you are sitting down, it's now suddenly sinking in.

You are so very far from home.

[NOTE: Please note that the actual arrival process is different from the above scenario - please see the New Arrivals Page for a detailed explanation of the actual arrival process.]


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[Cafeteria]
You’re hungry, and though the smells coming from the cafeteria are strange, they are alluring. The grumble in your belly tells you it’s worth chancing.


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[Multipurpose Common Area]
You’re bored but haven’t quite worked up the courage to venture out into the greater parts of the station. The common area of the residential community seems like it might provide some distractions. And the view out the large windows lining one wall is simply stunning.


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[The Center Station Central Gardens]
In an environment where spatial expansion is finite, it seems extravagant to house a garden this big. What looks like giant trees at first glance, turn outo be the wire structures that rise up six stores before fanning out actually house various breeds of creeping vines. There are two levels of raised walkways that wind around the vine structures. The ground level also wraps lazily through various plots of vegetation. There is enough variety of plants here to keep anyone interested for hours.


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[Cemetery Ring]
If you’re in more for a somber atmosphere, the Cemetery Ring is open to everyone.

The first sign posted outside the door reads "We are the lights that shines brightest against the night." The sign below it simply says "All are welcome."

This wide corridor, that traverses the whole very top of the Inner Rings, is dimly lit, but pinpoints of light twinkle all over the wall. The wall juts out in an effort to create more surface area for memorials to those Owmi who have passed on to the next life since the Owmi started their nomadic journey.

The peacefulness of the room is inviting.

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ekho: (92)

Clara Oswald | Doctor Who

[personal profile] ekho 2017-01-05 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
Shuttle

Honestly it really isn't that strange - to be surrounded by an alien species with a handful of odd devices. Okay so being transported by a glowing orb of light was not her usual mode of transportation around the universe but Clara was surprisingly not upset over it. Which was weird considering she'd been naked upon arrival but maybe it just hasn't quite sunk in yet. Or it could just be a side effect of having traveled with the Doctor.

She doesn't hesitate to get onto the shuttle, more than curious to attempt to see out only to learn that they are most definitely on a ship. Clara is sure she won't recognize her surroundings even with as much as she's traveled in the past but that doesn't put a damper on the situation. Instead it only makes her that much more excited.

"So this is probaby the first time I've gotten a brochure after arriving somewhere new. Usually I've just got this chatty guy explaining it all standing next to me." She said it casually to the person next to her on the shuttle trip.

Wild Card

Never one to shy away from a new place, Clara is all about exploring the various ships she can get to. Whether she's browsing the shopping district or the gardens with the alien fauna or even where she's supposed to stay Clara can be found just about anywhere. It doesn't matter if she's wandering through a bunch of machinery or at the more lively and crowded areas, her eyes are wide with wonder. After a while the novelty of it will wear off but for now there's still so much to see and do. And if she might be hoping to see a big blue police box tucked around some corner, Clara will never say.

Anywhere and everywhere, that's where she managed to find herself. Except... now she's lost. Just a little bit. Clara does not hesitate to call out to the nearest person. "Hey! You wouldn't happen to know how to get back to the shuttles, would you?"
lastoftimelords: (Strange)

[personal profile] lastoftimelords 2017-01-05 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
Ten is just wandering out of the space gardens, in his blue pinstripe suit and notices someone standing out in the hallway, "You look lost. Very, very lost."

A pause, big smile, "Hallo. I can actually. I havef to say. It's nice to see a new face around here."

Considering, so many have returned back home, Martha and Thor included.

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no worries!

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princess_weia: (Default)

Have a tiny space princess :3

[personal profile] princess_weia 2017-01-05 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
The nearest person happens to be a very small person; a six year old girl with brown eyes and pigtails. Leia nodded to the newcomer. She had to be a newcomer; she was human an not one Leia had seen before. "Yes," she said. "But by the time we got there from here they'd have already left. You'd have to wait for the next one, and that'd be a little while."

"I'll take you there if you want," Leia said, "but I was just about to go get some lunch. Did you want to come with me? It's on the way, and it'd probably be a nicer way to pass the time than just standing around waiting."

<3

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Shuttle

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"You too, huh?" Rose laughed with a cheeky grin. "Well, I'm starting to get used to being the chatty one, but brochure? Still new." Her hand went to her chest, where her TARDIS key rested, and now there gemstones. Lovely.

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bigbadrose: (Tee-hee!)

Rose Tyler | Doctor Who

[personal profile] bigbadrose 2017-01-13 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
Shuttle:

Rose is more than a little freaked out at first. The downside to locking onto the TARDIS' signal is that it doesn't always work right. Aside from the fact that the Doctor has a knack for disappearing before she can even get there, there's only the hope that she can land on Earth in a time period where she can do something useful, and then there's the disadvantage of everywhere else not Earth that the Doctor travelled to, and then, while the cannon was supposed to be able to avoid the times the TARDIS was in the vortex, and instead use that energy to throw Rose through the void (sometimes violently) there was always the odd risk that she might get sent somewhere decidely unfriendly to humans, and the sheer risk and danger of situations like this, where she was abducted, and her Torchwood crew couldn't pull her back.

She was proud of herself for not panicking. She was relieved they gave her her TARDIS key back.

She was also depressed, leaning against the window with her eyes closed. She left Tony, her baby brother, her Mum, and still new-Dad, Mickey, and any attempts all of them had made to build a life for her, chasing an alien who hopped through time, and for what? Because the darkness was coming, the stars were coming out, and no one had any better ideas. Or maybe that was her excuse, maybe that had always been her excuse. Because she promised him once upon a time, a long time ago, not to leave him alone. Not to leave him desolate, desperate, and needing her.

Okay so she was in a slave shuttle or some sorts. She'd been in tighter spaces. She'd pull through this.

And besides, she needed to help pull everyone else up and together, just like when the werewolf was at, ironically, Torchwood. No problem. It'd be fine. Her smile was her armor. She'd find a way out of it, or her team would find a way to pull her back -- which she half-heartedly hoped they didn't. Because she'd finally gotten to make some headway, narrowed down her success rate, created a fixed bloody point and the only way she'd been able to do that was staying long enough in one place that she had some control over it. Which she still needed to obtain here. First things first: putting the right foot forward.

"Hello," she waved and waggled fingers, cheerfully wearing a genuine grin. "'M Rose Tyler, and you are?"

She didn't normally do names or introductions on these jumps. But if she was going to make progress and stick around, if everything she'd learned so far was true, then the best way to start finding a way out or forward was with her real name. If nothing else, then she might draw just enough of the right or wrong attention.


Cafeteria:

Rose bounced up and down on her heels in her trainers, fingers crossed. "Please let there be chips. Please let there be chips. Please let there be chips." If there are no chips, she will be crushed. If they are blue and peppery tasting, she will even more crushed. 'Chips' would be French Fries, to any Americans out there, not crisps.


Gardens:

There's a blond girl climbing the "trees," and using the branches and wires, sorry "vines" for gymnastics. This might have been more excusable if she was younger, but she definitely appears to be in her twenties, despite the chav teenager clothes. And hanging upside down from a thick wire, she swings along from one of the walks with a running jump swinging, wherever it'll take her. "Wee!" Seriously inexcusable behavior for a twenty-something year old. She's almost definitely going to get in trouble. But whether she's aware of that problem or not, she's definitely enjoying herself for the moment.
lastoftimelords: (Great scott)

[personal profile] lastoftimelords 2017-01-13 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
The nightmares about The Master dying in his arms still torments The Doctor in the middle of the night - what happened to him? Did The Master regenerate? That and how things weren't patched up with Martha and how things may never should Ten return home. All the trauma that she had gone. though - because he couldn't be of as much use as normal and should The Doctor ever return home - has a feeling in his gut that Martha doesn't want to continue on with him. Which Ten wouldn't blame Martha after what has been said.

But Ten had cared for her - granted it happened a bit late into their adventuring because he was still broken over Rose.

Not that he'll ever completely be over Rose but looking back - Martha probably had been attachmented by The Doctor, he, however, held Martha to Rose standards and took his time to see her as an individual and used Martha to try and heal from Rose.

Needless, to say, Ten is wandering down the hallway of the spaceship in his usual blue pinstripe suit and sandshoes when he's alerted someone new has arrived. Which it's been awhile it seems since that has happened.

He's close, very close to not wanting any new companion and how he's carrying himself down the hallway sort of shows that.

When Rose's name appears on the screen - his hearts pitter-patter for a moment. Then blinks a few times to make sure he's not dreaming.

Then runs to the Shuttle!

"Rose!? Is that really you?!"

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hero_with_no_fear: (Bitty Ani 007)

Have a smol child from a galaxy far, far away...

[personal profile] hero_with_no_fear 2017-01-13 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
Cafeteria:

Anakin, a child of twelve, but still small-looking for his age, got in line behind the blonde haired woman. She seemed anxious about something that didn't translate well to Anakin's young ears.

"You mean, like... electronic chips?" he asked, confused. They were in a cafeteria, food was served here.

yaaaay!!

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I'm so sloooow

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princess_weia: (Gotta do this myself)

[Cafeteria] Have an even smoller child from a glaxay far, far away...

[personal profile] princess_weia 2017-01-13 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
OK, Leia had to admit she was curious about the lady in front of her in line. Specifically her continuous wish for 'chips'. "'Scuse me," she said, leaning a little to one side so Rose would be more likely to see her, "what kind of 'chips' are you talking about?"

[Cafeteria] Yaaaaaaaaay

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Padme Amidala || Star Wars || Cafeteria

[personal profile] nabooangel 2017-02-04 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
No aggressive negotiations or diplomatic tactics could get the Senator of Naboo out of this one. It was very unnerving to say the least. Questions were rattling around in her head still as she settled into a seat in the cafeteria.

How? Why? She needed to get back home, the Clone Wars were still raging on and people were hurting. It wasn't the best of situations but despite the gloom she still had been trying to do what she could to help.

Lightly her fingers trailed to her Jappor Snippet around her neck as she tried to remain calm and think.
princess_weia: (Default)

Yay, it's Mom! :)

[personal profile] princess_weia 2017-02-04 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
Leia had missed meeting her mommy just after her return in the Sacred Keep, but she would not be stopped from seeking her out now. Thankfully the Force was helpful with that, and she followed the recently reconnected thread of her link looking for her. It wasn't as strong as it was with Anakin- likely because Padmé wasn't Force-Sensitive- but Leia's own determination more than made up for any lack.

Leia's search leads her to the cafeteria, and to a very familiar woman with a very familiar necklace. Leia has one too; the same one, in fact, given to her by her mommy when she was last brought there. It's tucked inside her shirt, ready to be evidence to prove who she is if needed. Because Leia knows that Padmé might not remember being there before, and thus might not remember her as anything but a baby. That's the only thing that keeps her from just running up and hugging her.

Instead she walks up to the table relatively calmly to where her returned mother is sitting. "Hi," she said. "I like your necklace."

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lepos: (I can't believe you Sirius)

[personal profile] lepos 2017-02-09 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
Lily spied the new person sitting calmly at the table and approached carrying her own tray of food.

"Hey," she said, leading to an introduction. "I'm Lily. You're new, right?" It was obvious that Padme was new, new people always had that fresh look. But it was polite to ask.


[OOC: Hey, I'm the Anakin player. I just like leaving first encounters with cast off the TDM so that they don't feel repeated when in game. So have a Lily Evans. :D ]
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Re: Padme Amidala || Star Wars || Cafeteria

[personal profile] how_uncivilized 2017-02-10 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Padme?" He could hardly believe it, it had seemed like so long since he'd seen his old friend. Much longer than he wanted to say.

He had originally just stopped by to get a snack before returning to his usual wanderings, but now he approached her table.
smuttywitch: (shock)

Rachel Morgan | The Hollows

[personal profile] smuttywitch 2017-02-04 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Cemetery ring]
Rachel knows, of course, that nothing marking Kisten's life and death--deaths--will be here, but it's impossible for her not to be drawn to this place. Maybe because so little here makes sense with her understanding of the world, and she's so entirely alone and there's no one's ass to kick, no curse to break, just...this. This place that, just like home, is empty of Kisten's beautiful blue eyes but without even the small balm of the pool table and urn to touch or Ivy to reminisce with. Just her with a black gold bracelet and a broken heart.

So she's here, looking at the strange, sadly beautiful sight of all the jewels that had apparently belonged to people long gone. As she walks around the room, she can't help wondering what Kisten's or her father's would have looked like. She's unconsciously touching the strange red jewel set above her own breast bone, trying like hell not to cry. It's not working that well, and she keeps rubbing at her nose with the wrist holding the bracelet so that the small silver skull charm constantly jangles in the silence.

[Gardens]
Rachel might not understand anything else going on here, the technology or the fact she's in space which she still thinks is crazy (which might make her a hypocrite since she's been to the Ever After, but she doesn't care), but she understands plants.

Sure, few of them look familiar at all, but plants are a source of power for her. And she can't believe that being in a new locale (universe? Planet of existence?) will change that much. So after she's done freaking out (and she did a lot of freaking out, which she doesn't even feel embarrassed about right now) and having her quiet communion with Kisten's memory, she can be found examining all the plants with a keen interest. Not just for their beauty--though they are beautiful--but looking at them almost with the eye of a scientist as she smells them and rubs them against her fingers, trying to puzzle out their potential uses. Sure, she could ask someone, but that's not near as much fun.

Also, she's not sure how safe it is to out herself as a witch yet. Which is why she's trying to keep her left wrist covered, although her sleeve might slip occasionally to reveal the scar that looks like a circle with a single slash through it.

[wildcard]
[want a hot-tempered witch/demon in mourning somewhere else? Hit me up!]
princess_weia: (Gotta do this myself)

Gardens. Also borrowing Ezra's blue flowers from elsewhere. X3

[personal profile] princess_weia 2017-02-05 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
Leia had been on her way home, taking her preferred route through the gardens, when she spotted a woman she didn't recognize examining the plants. A newcomer, almost certainly, since she was a human. She noticed that the woman was getting close to a particular patch of flowers though, and given the way she was handling the plants, Leia felt the need to say something.

"Be careful of those blue flowers," she said stepping off the path to approach the woman. "If you handle them like that they'll stain your hands blue for days."

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Mikaela Banes | Transformers

[personal profile] inthedriversseat 2017-02-10 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
Shopping District

To anybody who knew Mikaela Banes it wouldn't be a surprise that one of her first trips exploring her new temporary home led her shopping. Already bored of the very serviceable clothes she had been granted and her utilitarian room, the young woman could be seen browsing for clothes and trinkets alike. Everything was just familiar enough to make her feel a little bit homesick, but not familiar enough to cure this homesickness.

Yet it was not that which made her sigh occasionally, when she had to put back yet another item she would have loved to buy if only she had money to waste.
helmetcollector: courtesy of <user name="eflat"> (:D)

Re: Mikaela Banes | Transformers

[personal profile] helmetcollector 2017-02-10 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, something wrong?"

Ezra had been browsing for a gift for Lily. He really had no idea what girls even really liked. His only role models were a rebel pilot and a mandalorian that both lived simply. But seeing a new face and one that might be able to help him was someone he felt he could read out to.

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Re: Mikaela Banes | Transformers

[personal profile] ashenscipher 2017-02-12 12:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Bitterblue had given up the standard set of clothing the Owmi gave upon arrival. At least for day wear, she found they made excellent sleepwear. She understood the drive to seek for something more reminiscent from home, though her dresses were actually from home via that mysterious magic of this place, and they were quite different from even what the Owmi dresses were like.

She caught glimpse of the woman just as she sighed and put down the thing in her hand and moved onto the next.

It made Bitterblue want to approach her.

"Hello," she offered. "Are you enjoying the Owmi shops?"
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Cassian Andor | Rogue One

[personal profile] captain_by_the_book 2017-02-10 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
There was absolutely nothing redeeming about this situation, short of not being dead. And there was nothing redeeming about that when he was stuck in a place where not-being-dead served no discernible purpose. Carefully put, Captain Andor was displeased. Not as displeased as when it'd sunk in that he'd been brought here without his weapons, or as when he learned there was no way back, but then that level of displeased would be hard to top.

There was nothing to do but pace the corridors, and systematically learn the layout of the station, learn the people, the shifts. Learn how they moved, talked, breathed, how they thought.

This is where he could be found, wandering corridors few would care to wander, always discrete but showing a little bit too much interest in his surroundings, or just standing somewhere and watching the crowd all by himself - keenly, frustratingly aware that he would still stand out among the Owmi.
how_uncivilized: (fabulous smile)

Re: Cassian Andor | Rogue One

[personal profile] how_uncivilized 2017-02-10 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
People warning was by far one of the more entertaining past time for him when he had been waiting for Qui-Gon as a padawan. It was then that he noticed the new face in the crowd, not drawing attention to himself as he watched the crowd.

Obi-wan approached him, sliding up alongside him easily with a small smile

"Finding the crowd entertaining?"

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[personal profile] cadbane 2017-02-10 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Another new arrival, the bounty hunter Cad Bane was doing much the same thing as Cassian. Watching; checking; studying; exploring - and probably sticking out worse than Cassian with his obvious alien look. He was also not pleased by his missing weapons and equipment. It was as bad as being in prison again.

He noticed as he approached the man down a corridor, that Cassian appeared about as intent as Bane felt, even if trying to appear casual.

"Looking for something?" He remarked as he neared him.

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BItty Ani!

[personal profile] hero_with_no_fear 2017-02-12 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
Humans were easy to spot on the station. Owmi looked humanoid, but they were still distinct enough that a human wandering seemingly aimlessly through the station stuck out like a sore thumb. And that got the young Jedi's attention right away.

Because that wasn't just aimless wandering.

Two years under Jedi tutelage, plus almost ten years a student of the harsh reality of life on Tatooine, he'd learned to pick out strange, yet patterned, behavior of others.

He trailed the new-comer for a while until it was clear that his target was aware of him stalking him.

At that point Anakin might as well give up the ruse.

"You can't leave," he said. "Learning about them- It won't do anything. If you steal a ship and try to get away, that Orakalla thing does something... something, and it pulls you right back to it." Anakin thought that was the thing this new person needed to know the most.

Oh, and, "Then the Owmi will be mad at you after that."

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princess_weia: (Gotta do this myself)

In which the Force puts Cassian in a Conspicuously Light Patch. X3

[personal profile] princess_weia 2017-02-13 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Leia was on her way to get some lunch when she noticed the new arrival. He had to be new, given that he was a human she hadn't seen here before. But he looked (and felt) grumpy enough that she normally would have just passed on by without bothering him.

But there was something else she felt about him, and that gave her pause. Other than his being human, there was nothing in particular that made him stand out, and yet... something- the Force, she thought- seemed to be drawing her gaze to him. As if there was something that it wanted her to notice or acknowledge about him.

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cadbane: (Prison garb)

Cad Bane | Star Wars: The Clone Wars

[personal profile] cadbane 2017-02-10 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Around the station and on to the gardens]

He wasn't at all happy about this. They'd taken away his weapons and his equipment and his clothing and his hat. It was like being in prison again and Cad Bane didn't like to stay in those for very long. Here h'd ended up in a shift: blue and loose, draped over his slim form and almost blending in with his natural blue skin colour. His eyes contrasted sharply to that with their piercing red.

He walked around, keeping those eyes alert to any signs of weakness in this place, in people or tech or any of the surroundings. There must be something...

And he would gather information too, stopping anybody he walked by and questioning them. Somebody must know something of use.
how_uncivilized: (fabulous smile)

[personal profile] how_uncivilized 2017-02-10 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
Obi-wan had been minding his own business in the gardens. But it was something familiar, no someone familiar, that brushed past him in the force that had him rising from his secluded place of meditation. Striding out to the main path it took him a moment to spot the duros.

Crossing his arms he couldn't help but smile faintly. He had a solid feeling he knew this man, despite lacking his usual hat.

"You're looking distinctly less sinister and skulking today Cad Bane."

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goldsunburst: (and so I'll read a book)

Rapunzel | Tangled

[personal profile] goldsunburst 2017-03-21 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
Shuttle

All of this was extremely strange to her - the natives and being on a ship in general. The closest she's ever come to being on a ship is a small boat out on the water. Now apparently Rapunzel is drifting among the stars. Never once had she thought that would possible and yet here she is. She's gathered up as much as her seventy-foot long hair in her arms so that it doesn't get tripped over though sometimes it slipped out and she has to stop to pick it up. However, once she's in the shuttle it's pooled to sit in the seat next to her and spilling out on the floor in between the seats.

Rapunzel is far too interested to peer out the tiny shuttle windows to see if she can see anything in the blackness but stars and ships. She was something of a mix of worry and excitement - can't deny her curiosity. Without looking the teenager spoke up. "Are we really among the stars?"

Garden

Of course she's found the garden. It's her favorite place anywhere within the Fleet. While she doesn't particularly like the idea of being trapped, Rapunzel is used to spending her time in a much smaller space. However, there's plenty to do here unlike in her tower. Yet she always came back to the garden - the most colorful place that's as close to home as she can get. Rapunzel has let her hair go free, it zigzags through the greenery and will lead anyone to her exact location should they feel the urge to follow it.

The owner of all of that hair has her back pressed up against the trunk of a great tree and there's a sketchpad in her lap. Her eyebrows are scrunched together and the end of her pencil is stuck in her mouth as she considered the drawing in front of her. After a moment, Rapunzel's nose wrinkles and she erases a part of her drawing. "That's no good either."

Anyone who looked at the paper would see that she's drawing one of the alien plants across from her but it isn't the flower that she's having trouble with. On the drawing of the flower is a small creature - one that she's clearly drawing from memory. "Pascal would be so disappointed. Well, not as upset if I'd sewn him another dress but still..."

Clearly she's used to talking to herself.
princess_weia: (Wow!)

Gardens!

[personal profile] princess_weia 2017-03-22 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
Someone is indeed following the hair, eyes steadily growing wider the longer it goes on. Is there any end to the hair?

When she does reach the end of it, Leia's almost surprised to find a human at the other end. "Wow!", Leia said by way of a greeting. "You've got the most hair I've ever seen on anyone ever! I didn't know humans could have that much hair!"

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