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genessia2014-10-26 08:28 pm
impureheart) wrote in genessia2014-10-26 08:28 pm
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CLOSED; PAWN SHOP; WARNING FOR IMPLIED MURDER - NIGHT
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[ Anastasia was sure most people would find this place strange. And it certainly was, but it wasn't the first time she had traveled to a world other than her own or had to adjust to a new way of life. Even the cheese didn't quite seem outlandish at all in comparison with Wonderland standards, anyway, but there was something to be said about the value of adaptability and very unfortunately, Anastasia's fashion sense wasn't quite adapting as well as she would have hoped. At least not while she didn't have money.
There were so many things that were wrong with this situation and little of them had to do with the time of day being less than ideal for visibility. She'd known there were plenty of other worlds out there, some with magic, some without, and some with more magic than any one person in the world itself could imagine. But in this world the one magic she wanted more than anything was inaccessible. How she had arrived here, how she could get back.. traversing worlds was one of the most difficult tasks imaginable. She'd only managed to do it the first time with the help of a looking glass, and beyond that it took trusting a little rabbit whose allegiance was all too easily bought. But if the pamphlet spoke truth, then this place had been taking those from their worlds for quite some time and would continue to do so. And it also meant that her wish could not be granted, not without Jafar and certainly not without the bottle, the genie, or Alice's wishes.
Which meant for now, it was a game of biding time until she could figure out how to get back or at least find out if the chessboard could be set here. Because in truth there wasn't much else she cared about beyond that impossible wish of hers. But she wasn't about to go scrounging around in the forest again if she couldn't have it, and she knew better than most that without money and power, the world wouldn't bend to your whims no matter how much magic you or the world around you are privy to. If she couldn't have what she wanted in this world, then she would at least have the luxury of everything else.
Of course, such luxuries seemed quite far away after the train of her dress was soaked enough from the bay to feel like she was carrying far too much weight. Anastasia seemed rather frustrated by this, but still trudged forward with the clacking of her heels on the cement. They wouldn't make much noise normally, but with how heavy her steps were to compensate for the added water weight in her dress, she hadn't much choice. This was hardly anything close to an outfit she would've chosen had she known she would be ending up in a strange world, as much as it suited her usual purposes. Neither would be declaring royalty amongst a world she didn't know. Anastasia's route when she left the bay led her to an alley, where she removed her jewels and the cropped jacket of her dress, wrapping her crown, necklace, and earrings within it, the sleeves folded on the inside so it simply looked like she was holding a ball of red material. Nice material, but far less likely to run into thieves if she wasn't wearing enough diamonds, gold, and rubies to pay for multiple villages' livelihoods for decades to come. It wasn't as though she couldn't handle a couple of thieves-- but it was unwise to make a move before you knew what game you were playing. If the fact that the money was free and the pamphlet suggested getting a job was any indication, it wasn't much no matter what currency this place used.
Anastasia squeezed the train of her dress out as much as she could so that it was at least more mobile, then tucked her items, along with the pamphlet, money, and strange device she wasn't quite sure how to use yet, into the nook of her arm, and began wandering around looking through shop windows. She walked for quite some time until she found a shop with a sign that said they bought and sold items. Her feet ached sorely from wearing inappropriate footwear as she'd traversed the town that night, her shoulders cold from having removed her jacket, so the surprising amount of heat within the shop was surprising. An older, gruff-looking gentleman told her that they were just closing up and she brought out a large ruby and gold necklace from the safety of her jacket. ]
Tell me darling, how much would you give me for this? I assure you they are quite real.
[ Anastasia holds a charming smile on her lips as the man takes a close look at them, then offers her a thousand bills. The smile stays on her lips, but it looks far less charming so much as holding back a temper. ]
I know the worth of some items in this shop from your displays and though I'm not aware of the currency rate here, I know the value in comparison. A thousand would cover perhaps one of the rubies on this necklace and you will give me a more appropriate price or you'll find yourself short on a lot more than money.
[ He laughs and says it's closing time and he isn't going to deal with it. So Anastasia flicks her wrist and slams the door shut and well.. deals with it for him. Suffice it to say the man's not going to be telling anyone about her and she's got an entire pawn shop full of things to keep for herself and an entire cash register full of money. It's not near what she needs, but it'll certainly do for now while she tried to figure out what on earth most of the things in the shop she didn't recognize were. Anastasia quickly moved to put the closed sign up and made a note that said "Remodeling- under new ownership!" Better safe than sorry. It was a good thing there wasn't too much of a physical mess when it came to magic unless she wanted there to be. ]
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WHO: The Red Queen & OPEN
WHAT: Anastasia finally leaves the pawn shop she.. acquired, and needs to find some more appropriate clothing.
WHEN: Morning after her arrival.
WHERE: Hamete Shopping Mall.
WARNINGS: None yet but will adjust if needed.
[ She missed her carriage. She could allude the cars she saw every so often during her walk today were whatever the new form was, but she had neither that nor horses to get this over with, so the Queen would be walking by foot today. It wasn't a problem, now that her dress had dried and looked normal, even if it was a day unclean- but that would easily be remedied.
The fashion in these stores in the shopping mall were far from what she considered ideal, but she'd dealt with worse. The strangest thing in the world to her was the idea that they weren't fitted to the buyer, but rather bought as-is from the store. It just seemed illogical to wear something that didn't fit you normally. Nevertheless, with Anastasia's newfound monetary appropriation, she had enough to go through picking out as many outfits as she found necessary. After her first purchase, she changed into it so she looked a little less conspicuous. She still kept her hair up, the diamond earrings on her ears, and she carried her old dress in a bag, along with several new purchases. Once she had about five bags worth of clothing, she had to take a break at one of the tables in front of a restaurant, and ordered a muffin. It wasn't quite as good as the pastries she had in her castle, but it would do to sate her hunger.
Either way, there's a very regal looking woman in red sitting next to a number of bags, with a muffin, and is fiddling with the device as if she's trying to figure out just how to use it and what all it can do. Be a kind, helpful soul? Or perhaps complain that her bags are taking up an entire table worth of seating? ]
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[ Anastasia was sure most people would find this place strange. And it certainly was, but it wasn't the first time she had traveled to a world other than her own or had to adjust to a new way of life. Even the cheese didn't quite seem outlandish at all in comparison with Wonderland standards, anyway, but there was something to be said about the value of adaptability and very unfortunately, Anastasia's fashion sense wasn't quite adapting as well as she would have hoped. At least not while she didn't have money.
There were so many things that were wrong with this situation and little of them had to do with the time of day being less than ideal for visibility. She'd known there were plenty of other worlds out there, some with magic, some without, and some with more magic than any one person in the world itself could imagine. But in this world the one magic she wanted more than anything was inaccessible. How she had arrived here, how she could get back.. traversing worlds was one of the most difficult tasks imaginable. She'd only managed to do it the first time with the help of a looking glass, and beyond that it took trusting a little rabbit whose allegiance was all too easily bought. But if the pamphlet spoke truth, then this place had been taking those from their worlds for quite some time and would continue to do so. And it also meant that her wish could not be granted, not without Jafar and certainly not without the bottle, the genie, or Alice's wishes.
Which meant for now, it was a game of biding time until she could figure out how to get back or at least find out if the chessboard could be set here. Because in truth there wasn't much else she cared about beyond that impossible wish of hers. But she wasn't about to go scrounging around in the forest again if she couldn't have it, and she knew better than most that without money and power, the world wouldn't bend to your whims no matter how much magic you or the world around you are privy to. If she couldn't have what she wanted in this world, then she would at least have the luxury of everything else.
Of course, such luxuries seemed quite far away after the train of her dress was soaked enough from the bay to feel like she was carrying far too much weight. Anastasia seemed rather frustrated by this, but still trudged forward with the clacking of her heels on the cement. They wouldn't make much noise normally, but with how heavy her steps were to compensate for the added water weight in her dress, she hadn't much choice. This was hardly anything close to an outfit she would've chosen had she known she would be ending up in a strange world, as much as it suited her usual purposes. Neither would be declaring royalty amongst a world she didn't know. Anastasia's route when she left the bay led her to an alley, where she removed her jewels and the cropped jacket of her dress, wrapping her crown, necklace, and earrings within it, the sleeves folded on the inside so it simply looked like she was holding a ball of red material. Nice material, but far less likely to run into thieves if she wasn't wearing enough diamonds, gold, and rubies to pay for multiple villages' livelihoods for decades to come. It wasn't as though she couldn't handle a couple of thieves-- but it was unwise to make a move before you knew what game you were playing. If the fact that the money was free and the pamphlet suggested getting a job was any indication, it wasn't much no matter what currency this place used.
Anastasia squeezed the train of her dress out as much as she could so that it was at least more mobile, then tucked her items, along with the pamphlet, money, and strange device she wasn't quite sure how to use yet, into the nook of her arm, and began wandering around looking through shop windows. She walked for quite some time until she found a shop with a sign that said they bought and sold items. Her feet ached sorely from wearing inappropriate footwear as she'd traversed the town that night, her shoulders cold from having removed her jacket, so the surprising amount of heat within the shop was surprising. An older, gruff-looking gentleman told her that they were just closing up and she brought out a large ruby and gold necklace from the safety of her jacket. ]
Tell me darling, how much would you give me for this? I assure you they are quite real.
[ Anastasia holds a charming smile on her lips as the man takes a close look at them, then offers her a thousand bills. The smile stays on her lips, but it looks far less charming so much as holding back a temper. ]
I know the worth of some items in this shop from your displays and though I'm not aware of the currency rate here, I know the value in comparison. A thousand would cover perhaps one of the rubies on this necklace and you will give me a more appropriate price or you'll find yourself short on a lot more than money.
[ He laughs and says it's closing time and he isn't going to deal with it. So Anastasia flicks her wrist and slams the door shut and well.. deals with it for him. Suffice it to say the man's not going to be telling anyone about her and she's got an entire pawn shop full of things to keep for herself and an entire cash register full of money. It's not near what she needs, but it'll certainly do for now while she tried to figure out what on earth most of the things in the shop she didn't recognize were. Anastasia quickly moved to put the closed sign up and made a note that said "Remodeling- under new ownership!" Better safe than sorry. It was a good thing there wasn't too much of a physical mess when it came to magic unless she wanted there to be. ]
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WHO: The Red Queen & OPEN
WHAT: Anastasia finally leaves the pawn shop she.. acquired, and needs to find some more appropriate clothing.
WHEN: Morning after her arrival.
WHERE: Hamete Shopping Mall.
WARNINGS: None yet but will adjust if needed.
[ She missed her carriage. She could allude the cars she saw every so often during her walk today were whatever the new form was, but she had neither that nor horses to get this over with, so the Queen would be walking by foot today. It wasn't a problem, now that her dress had dried and looked normal, even if it was a day unclean- but that would easily be remedied.
The fashion in these stores in the shopping mall were far from what she considered ideal, but she'd dealt with worse. The strangest thing in the world to her was the idea that they weren't fitted to the buyer, but rather bought as-is from the store. It just seemed illogical to wear something that didn't fit you normally. Nevertheless, with Anastasia's newfound monetary appropriation, she had enough to go through picking out as many outfits as she found necessary. After her first purchase, she changed into it so she looked a little less conspicuous. She still kept her hair up, the diamond earrings on her ears, and she carried her old dress in a bag, along with several new purchases. Once she had about five bags worth of clothing, she had to take a break at one of the tables in front of a restaurant, and ordered a muffin. It wasn't quite as good as the pastries she had in her castle, but it would do to sate her hunger.
Either way, there's a very regal looking woman in red sitting next to a number of bags, with a muffin, and is fiddling with the device as if she's trying to figure out just how to use it and what all it can do. Be a kind, helpful soul? Or perhaps complain that her bags are taking up an entire table worth of seating? ]