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Action @ the Bay/Genessia City

[When he first wakes, he doesn't attempt to open the coffin, instead, he spends time wondering if everything over the past five years had been just another dream...another nightmare, that that is reality. The soft interior of his coffin is strange, though, and it gets his attention. This isn't his coffin. It was far too luxurious to be the one he'd been confined to for 30 years.

The cover slides open, and the pale man inside takes a look around, frowning down at the things he's been left with before stepping out into the waters surrounding the coffin, metallic boots sliding easily enough through the pool.]

Mmm.

[The only sound he makes at first as he off-handedly pockets the bills and makes his way to the ramp and up to the street level. Crimson eyes dark as a hand moves to his hip and a very large three-barreled pistol at his him. He doesn't draw the weapon, but relaxes quickly enough, clearly seeing that the danger has passed. The holographic glow makes his face, partially obscured by the wide color of a tattered red opera cape, seem to glow in the low light of the early evening. He tilts his head to the side once the recording comes to a close, turning his gaze toward the map stand, thin eye-brows lowering as he turns toward it.]

...maps. Captives. [He lets out a quiet sigh.] What's next?

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[A little gold dragon was exploring Genessia City, crawling among the people, but also a good distance from them. She couldn't help glancing over, when the new arrival with the red cape stuck out like a sore thumb. Carefully, she crawled out in front of him, still keeping her distance in case he turned out to be hostile. Along with his appearance, Liora could sense that something within him was off.]

Um...are you...new?

[She isn't sure how to start a but she figures this is as good a start as any.]

[Vincent has encountered many things recently, including Red XIII, that were beyond his previous knowledge, so he isn't precisely shocked at the appearance of this dragon, though it was smaller than any he was accustomed to, and to his knowledge none of the spoke, but a hologram just told him he'd been taken to another world for some reason. He wasn't going to question the reality of anything here...yet.]

...yes.

[He wasn't sure how to address the little dragon, but luckily, the socially-inept man had been given a yes or no question.]

[The feeling was quite mutual on Liora's part. But she still trying to become braver, to not be so afraid of everyone she sees, no matter how spooky they look on the outside. At least this person hasn't done anything evil...yet. Now to figure out how to proceed from here.]

Ah...well...I'm...I'm Liora. I'm a Fae dragon from Sornieth. How about you?

Vincent.

[The introduction, at least, wasn't hesitant. He didn't know how to proceed, though. He'd never heard of Sornieth, but if the hologram was telling the truth, and there was no reason to believe otherwise, then it was likely he wasn't going to recognize anything.]

...from Gaia. I'm [Used to be] Human.

[A gamer girl was currently wandering around. Although for once she actually wasn't distracted by playing a hand held video game. No, this time she was walking her Pokemon, her eyes focused on them from time to time while the other times her eyes would wander over to the left, to the right, to wherever they needed to wander.

However, she soon found herself stopping close to the Bay. She never really understood why she always found herself near here now and again, but as she stood there, she paused for a moment. Such an odd man seemed to be around.]

You kind of stand out here.

[Vincent jerked his head in her direction at the sound of her voice, but only glances over his shoulder at first before tilting his head to the side curiously.]

Do I?

[He'd been told that before, though it was never his intention. Then he turned to her, red cape billowing behind him in the night breeze.]

I'm sorry.

It's fine. You kind of look like a video game character.

[Which was pretty neat if she had to say. But that was just her.]

But you look like you could blend in well in places like Everglade and maybe Fayren... But I don't know about the second one.

[Okay moving off the subject a bit.]

But I've not seen you around, so I assume you just arrived?

[His brow lowered slightly. A video game character? He'd never seen a video game character who looked like him. Weird. He decided not to comment and simply moved on. He wasn't especially worried about blending in anywhere.

He nodded at her question, instead, much preferring this line of questioning.]

Yes. Very recently.

So then you should probably head to the welcome centre. I find it's very useful or was when I first arrived anyway.

[She paused to think about when she first arrived. That was a good while ago, ten months if she was exact. It really had been a long time.]

Mmm. [He nodded as he looked off in the direction of the welcome center, or at least as well as he could figure it from the directions in the pamphlet.]

How long ago was that?

Ten months ago. So quite a while ago.

[And she knew she had nothing left back home considering the situation she had ended up in.]

Ten months. [He nodded, as though filing the information away for later.]

Have you learned anything else about this place?

[Besides what I can learn at the welcome center, of course.]

[She shook her head slightly. She didn't really try personally.]

No, I mean minus the spirits outside the barrier and hearing what they did, but nothing more than that.

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[Belle is singing softly as she makes her way from the library. She has a basket under one arm with a few books in it, all are famous literary works written by writers from the early turn of the century. She's slowly filling in the blanks of her history and future while also taking recommendations from friends and acquaintances.]

How does a moment last forever?
How can a story never die?
It is love we must hold onto
Never easy, but we try

[Memories of her father rise to mind as she fondly looks down at the books that she's borrowed. Her path takes her near the bay and her home isn't far beyond. At first she isn't paying attention to it's opening and continues the sweet words of her song.]

Sometimes our happiness is captured
Somehow, our time and place stand still
Love lives on inside our hearts and always will

[Her voice trails to a pause when she notices the dark figure handing in the shadows of the bay. Belle doesn't plan to be a welcoming comity of sorts but she also can't rightly ignore him either. Holding her basket close to her front she steps forward, her light colored dress swirling around her ankles.]

Hello. Have you just arrived?

[Her singing catches his attention, pulling him from the darkness of his thoughts back into the reality that is the strange situation he's awoken to. If it weren't for her dress, he'd swear he'd lain eyes on a ghost and he watches her approach raptly.

He hadn't expected anything less than being addressed by someone who walked through these darkened streets so much like Aerith and he nodded when she did.]

Mmm.

[His gaze moved to her basket before returning to her face.]

You seem out of place here.

[Belle can feel her smile widening at his remark. She can't take issue with the comment when she knows it to be true.]

You seem out of place too.

[Her voice is sweet and kind while her gaze is clear and warm.]

Is that a bad thing?

[He hazards a glimpse toward the hologram, then back to Belle before shaking his head once, slowly.]

No.

[He motions with his left hand toward the hologram, clad in it's gleaming, bronze gauntlet.]

If that tells the truth, we're all out of place here.

[Belle's gaze follows his hand to the hologram and then returns to his features. She prefers to look at people when she speaks to them and Vincent isn't nearly as terrifying as the Beast that she'd once been held captive by.]

I'm afraid it's true but I'd like to think it isn't all bad.

[She's skilled at looking on the bright side.]

I've been told that the time in our realms don't continue without us.

[It was never wise to believe everything you were told, but the hologram had claimed the same. Of course, she could simply be quoting what it'd told him. If it weren't true, there were things he desperately needed to return to.]

I see.

[But why wouldn't time move on without him? His time should have been ended long ago as it was.]

Handy welcome message. [He turns back to her, his arm once again getting lost in the shadows of his cloak.] This must happen often.

[Belle's expression saddened around it's edges, turning bright lines into soft somber edges.]

Yes. People arrive and are taken home without any noticeable pattern. I can't say very much about this place despite living her for a few months now but I do know that the hologram is accurate.

[After all, Gaston doesn't remember everything that Belle does.]

I wonder what they want.

[He comment isn't made to anyone in particular, and he turns back toward the Bay, toward the coffin he'd arrived in, back to the hologram, and finally back to Belle.]

It's hard to say.

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