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kingdoms_of_auradonOpen/locked?: wide open!
Who: Mallia and your character(s)!
What: Interviewing those from the Isle, primarily...
Warnings: nah.
She's specifically looking to catch the people who'd been on the Isle... but wants to say hi to everyone else as well, really....
Residents have surely noticed her -- or at the least, the food she's been providing -- in the first half of the day or so, every day. The bowls of fresh fruit and fancier dishes, from meringue omelets to cheesecake, soups and salads, pasta dishes and bottles of what seems to be wine, are typically laid out across one of the tables, an inviting-looking (and inviting-smelling!) little feast, the dishes and silverware for it all at the end, just begging to be used.
To note, among the fruits on offer were plenty of those odd, large black berries Chell had been handing out on the shore. Also, there's no meat to be found among any of those dishes. Eggs and dairy are present, honey is likely in at least one of the sweets... but not one morsel of meat in any of it. It's not at all vegan, but it's at least vegetarian.
Mallia herself tended to be found sitting in a windowsill, quietly blocking the sunlight with what looks like a pair of giant butterfly wings fanned out behind her, the purple panes at their edges quickly giving way to a dark velvety black, all of it matching her long dress quite nicely. Her hair's not done up quite as much as it usually would be, not that the Isle residents would know as much yet -- but she's at least not curled up there as a small child any longer. Instead, she looks like perhaps an older teenager, her hair twisted back from the front, along its sides, until the two twists meet, only to be tied with purple ribbons and what looks to be quite fake roses -- real ones aren't so dark a midnight blue, are they? With oddly large dark purple irises and very subtly pointed ears, she's either having fun dressing up, or perhaps more likely, simply isn't human.
But she'd been spotted before, on the Isle's beach, talking to Chell... only to seemingly disappear, once on the boat, having ushered the ent out of sight, and then reappearing again when it was time to unload it. But between then and now, she'd been a bit scarce, though some may well have spotted a younger child that resembled her greatly.
Now, however, she was being more proactively social, sitting up to give a little smile and a wave hello from the window there. "Good morning!"
Should it be one of the people rescued from the Isle... her wings swung down quickly, folding up behind her... one would swear she simply had a regular cloth cape behind her dress, once they had, nothing stiff about it as she stood up, a little notebook and pen in hand. Clearly, she wanted to talk about something with them....
Or did she catch them later in the day? (BYO prompt!)
If it's much past noonish, the feast has mysteriously disappeared from the cafeteria. Now she's making her way around the school and its grounds, and venturing out to the shopping area as well, looking for anyone she may have missed earlier.
Where does she find yours?
Who: Mallia and your character(s)!
What: Interviewing those from the Isle, primarily...
Warnings: nah.
She's specifically looking to catch the people who'd been on the Isle... but wants to say hi to everyone else as well, really....
The cafeteria, earlier in the day:
Residents have surely noticed her -- or at the least, the food she's been providing -- in the first half of the day or so, every day. The bowls of fresh fruit and fancier dishes, from meringue omelets to cheesecake, soups and salads, pasta dishes and bottles of what seems to be wine, are typically laid out across one of the tables, an inviting-looking (and inviting-smelling!) little feast, the dishes and silverware for it all at the end, just begging to be used.
To note, among the fruits on offer were plenty of those odd, large black berries Chell had been handing out on the shore. Also, there's no meat to be found among any of those dishes. Eggs and dairy are present, honey is likely in at least one of the sweets... but not one morsel of meat in any of it. It's not at all vegan, but it's at least vegetarian.
Mallia herself tended to be found sitting in a windowsill, quietly blocking the sunlight with what looks like a pair of giant butterfly wings fanned out behind her, the purple panes at their edges quickly giving way to a dark velvety black, all of it matching her long dress quite nicely. Her hair's not done up quite as much as it usually would be, not that the Isle residents would know as much yet -- but she's at least not curled up there as a small child any longer. Instead, she looks like perhaps an older teenager, her hair twisted back from the front, along its sides, until the two twists meet, only to be tied with purple ribbons and what looks to be quite fake roses -- real ones aren't so dark a midnight blue, are they? With oddly large dark purple irises and very subtly pointed ears, she's either having fun dressing up, or perhaps more likely, simply isn't human.
But she'd been spotted before, on the Isle's beach, talking to Chell... only to seemingly disappear, once on the boat, having ushered the ent out of sight, and then reappearing again when it was time to unload it. But between then and now, she'd been a bit scarce, though some may well have spotted a younger child that resembled her greatly.
Now, however, she was being more proactively social, sitting up to give a little smile and a wave hello from the window there. "Good morning!"
Should it be one of the people rescued from the Isle... her wings swung down quickly, folding up behind her... one would swear she simply had a regular cloth cape behind her dress, once they had, nothing stiff about it as she stood up, a little notebook and pen in hand. Clearly, she wanted to talk about something with them....
Or did she catch them later in the day? (BYO prompt!)
If it's much past noonish, the feast has mysteriously disappeared from the cafeteria. Now she's making her way around the school and its grounds, and venturing out to the shopping area as well, looking for anyone she may have missed earlier.
Where does she find yours?
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Date: 2024-01-24 12:42 pm (UTC)(Because she definitely wasn't concerned it would be a strain on Mallia and burden her with problems. Nope.)
"I'm used to not having much. Back home, it's just me and the band, traveling all over, only looking for places to play our music." This was... mostly true? But definitely still contained lies.
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Date: 2024-01-30 11:42 am (UTC)Honestly, she'd have opted to simply go tour the place herself, to make a list, but... how would she possibly know what might be missing? She didn't even need food, let alone things like blankets or toothbrushes... not that she was particularly thinking about either of those things right now anyway.
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Date: 2024-01-30 06:29 pm (UTC)A derisive snort. "We all got kidnapped and then they have the nerve to judge who gets the first class treatment and who is dropped into a dumpster."
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Date: 2024-02-03 08:19 am (UTC)"Which is part of why I'm trying to figure out what's needed there. Keeping everything nice here when it might be more appreciated there is senseless. But I haven't a clue what to prioritize. If more people show up there, they ought not dwell in such miserable accommodations while they wait for the next retrieval."
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Date: 2024-02-03 10:38 am (UTC)Suddenly, she snapped her fingers. "Okay, babies, that's enough. I don't need you weighing the size of bowling balls when you're sitting on my head."
Perhaps a little embarrassed, her familiars finished up their sweets and began to flitter back to her. Each one definitely now had little paunches to show off how much they'd eaten, the tiny gluttons.
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Date: 2024-02-09 11:02 am (UTC)"I suppose I'm simply hoping to know what to bring, when I do. I wouldn't like to show up empty-handed, if I could instead come bearing something wanted."
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Date: 2024-02-09 09:41 pm (UTC)"I can't think of anyone who wouldn't be happy to have a bunch of desserts at the ready. They're not exactly selling cakes and cookies over there."
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Date: 2024-02-10 10:57 am (UTC)"In fact, I'm certain I saw similar bowls of fruit disappear among the crowd when mine did. And I would be willing to bet that if whatever was making them disappear hadn't, you would have had a good deal more of it while you were there already."
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Date: 2024-02-11 12:28 pm (UTC)"Amazing... so even if you want to help out, they actually won't let you. This place is messed up beyond all reason."
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Date: 2024-02-11 12:39 pm (UTC)She had some guesses as to what'd happened at the shore there, from the bits she knew. And it apparently amused her, at the moment. You know, for some reason.
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Date: 2024-02-12 12:14 am (UTC)"The sooner I can get out of here, the sooner I can forget it all like a bad dream... and the last bad dreams were almost heavenly compared to this."