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[GP/EP] Check-In Day
Why Caroline had needed her to help with Check-In Day she hadn't bothered to say. Just, "you said you'd help," and when Regina protested she wasn't good with people, "aren't you a Queen or a Mayor or something?" complete with shooing gestures. While Regina found Caroline more exasperating the terrifying, she did have a point.
So Regina suited up--literally, gathered her files and folders, coffee mug, pens and pocketed the wooden carving of Henry/Roland Robin had made for her, then headed for the cafe. If, polished and politic and patently Busy, she didn't offer newcomers the brightest or warmest smile when they arrived, it was nevertheless confident and quite possibly reassuring.
Caroline did friendly. Regina...did knowledgeable and polite. Dot and Ignis had been asked to provide finger food on catering trays. The still-grieving Miss Pryde had been tasked with samovars of tea and coffee and ice chest of soda and beer. Caroline's welcome baskets sat on the table beside Regina's for easy access. And though she didn't when she was alone in the office, Regina spent the magic to fix her eyesight so she didn't put glasses between her and new arrivals.
Madame Mayor was in.
So Regina suited up--literally, gathered her files and folders, coffee mug, pens and pocketed the wooden carving of Henry/Roland Robin had made for her, then headed for the cafe. If, polished and politic and patently Busy, she didn't offer newcomers the brightest or warmest smile when they arrived, it was nevertheless confident and quite possibly reassuring.
Caroline did friendly. Regina...did knowledgeable and polite. Dot and Ignis had been asked to provide finger food on catering trays. The still-grieving Miss Pryde had been tasked with samovars of tea and coffee and ice chest of soda and beer. Caroline's welcome baskets sat on the table beside Regina's for easy access. And though she didn't when she was alone in the office, Regina spent the magic to fix her eyesight so she didn't put glasses between her and new arrivals.
Madame Mayor was in.
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What if everything he'd done - all of it - was for nothing? What am I supposed to do if I can't use the Keyblade?
Sora didn't have any answers, and wasn't likely to come up with any while Heartless were trying to bite his heart out.
#Imbeciles!# raged a voice in his head, recognizably Maleficent. Not actually killed by Nobodies, because of course she hadn't been. Darkness spread around Sora's feet, sticking to his shoes, sucking him down and shoving the Heartless back. #You can't be trusted to do anything!#
Darkness swallowed Sora - not for the first time, but it was just as unnerving.
And then, it was gone. He was face-down on a rocklike surface with the Keyblade still gripped tightly in one hand. Sora bounced back to his feet, ready to fight... empty space. He was on a road - a real one, not just a dirt path - surrounded by... desert. Not Agrabah, a world he wasn't familiar with. "...Huh. I guess help really does come from unexpected places. Right, Don-" Sora broke off, because it wasn't like Donald not to already be freaking out about Maleficent moving them somewhere else. Sora spun half-left, then half-right, then all the way around in a circle. "DONALD! GOOFY! HEY GUYS, WHERE ARE YOU?"
When his yell just echoed over the desert and his friends didn't respond, he frowned in confusion. "Okay. This is weird." And no, he didn't have a problem with talking to himself out loud. Why would that be a problem? "I wonder what Maleficent wants...."
Well, he wasn't going to find out or find his friends by just standing around! There was a road, it had to go somewhere. Sora followed it towards the building in the distance, which was... a hotel? In the middle of nowhere? Super weird, but also cool. A hotel meant people, maybe that was where Donald and Goofy had gone! To look friendlier, Sora dismissed the Keyblade and walked inside, straight towards the front desk.
"Welcome, Master Sora," said the guy (Sora might have used 'nondescript' if he was the type to use words like that) behind the desk. "You will be in room 174. Here is your key. Enjoy your stay." He passed over a keycard, then appeared to lose interest.
"That's okay, I'm not staying." Sora picked up the keycard anyway, out of force of habit. He was used to picking things up when they were offered to him. "But have you seen my friends? Donald or Goofy? Or Riku? Kairi?"
The desk guy 'woke up' briefly to bland out, "I have no reservations for or current guests by any of those names."
"...Oh." So what was the point here? No Heartless, no friends... hey, that was actually pretty clever! Sora perked up. Maleficent was a smart one, all right - and yeah, it helped her too, but if destroying Heartless with the Keyblade was a problem, stick the Keyblade where there were no Heartless for a while! It made sense! And... and probably Donald and Goofy were somewhere else and looking for him? Or something?
So I guess I am staying here for a while? "Um, okay. Thanks. I'm gonna look around!"
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The rogue had watched him enter the building, then made his way to catch up with the child in the lobby, who was by then already tucking away his keycard and turning to make his way exploring. It was admirable, really, that he didn't seem scared or upset but rather curious and brave about the whole thing. You know, the whole thing that practically made the fully grown adults with combat skills epically freak out on arrival.
"Hello," the lean figure all in black armor and feathered cloak greeted from where he'd appeared by the stairs, approaching the boy but carefully. No, I'm not 'looking for a young boy,' Scanlan. "You've only just arrived, haven't you?"
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It would all be okay, because of course it would be. "Thanks anyway. Hey, can you tell me what this world is called at least?"
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Maybe it hadn't quite hit him yet.
"I'm not from here, but I've been told this world is 'Earth,' and the kingdom called 'Kal-eh-forniah,' in a country made up of United States. Does that mean anything to you?"
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And then something else in the guy's answer grabbed Sora's attention. "Wait, you're not from here? You came from a different world too? Neat! Which one? Maybe I know it!"
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Maybe he was just a little... You know. Touched.
But for the moment, the half-elf extended him the benefit of the doubt. (People here still looked askance at him about dragons and the rest.) "If you have a way of contacting your friends with their ship, there are a lot of people here who would be very much interested in the possibility of travel to other worlds. We're in what's known as the Madonna Inn, you see, and we don't seem able to leave."
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Was it possible that this world wasn't connected? It would explain no one being able to go anywhere, and no Heartless, but... how did people from different worlds all end up here, if there was no connection? Maybe... maybe it was like Traverse Town, way back in the beginning? People with strong hearts and wills ending up someplace else when their worlds were consumed by the Heartless. Like Sora himself had done, and Simba, and Bambi....
Sora decided, immediately, not to mention this possibility to the man in black, who was being friendly and helpful. It wasn't like Sora was sure, or it was anything but a mean thing to say. "I'm sure this world will get connected sooner or later. It'll all be fine."
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"Hands are super useful for introductions," he put out a black-gloved hand for a smooth, friendly shake. "Welcome to you, Sora. I'm Vax'ildan. And I know a thing or two about dragons," he confided. ...Killing them, at least. "I can show you where to find your room if you'd like."
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It was when she came back that she spotted a boy running in the lobby and her heart lurched. Oh, she knew. She knew he wasn't Henry, face was the wrong shape, and too old to be Roland unless he came from another time, but tell that to her broken heart who saw the boy and immediately wanted to wrap him up in a hug. So she stopped as he drew near and smiled and offered a warm, "Hello. I'm Regina. Have you just arrived?"
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Poor darling. Although he did seem to be taking it suspiciously well. Then again, Henry always did.
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If her smile had faded, her expression was no less friendly when she gestured toward the cafe. "Are you hungry? We could have something to eat and you could tell me about yourself."
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Food was a lot less complicated, so Regina got a radiant smile. "Sure! I was actually gonna look for food, so that works out great!"
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Her paperwork had been gathered before she left to visit Snow, so the table was tidy when she offered him a seat. "What can I get you to eat?"
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