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[colorsofthe.livejournal.com]

[There is... someone very different hesitantly peeking through a doorway into the hall from a forested room. She could very well be unnoticeable at first glance; she's good at being silent and blending into the scenery, even if she doesn't look like it once you do notice her. In any case, she was not expecting to find an odd doorway with a wooden cover in a tree of all things, and certainly didn't expect it to lead inside some narrow, odd stone room.]

How strange...


(ooc: ...canon! She was on her way down to investigate the "strange white clouds" but got distracted by the wood-covered tree doorway. Who puts a door in a tree, I mean really. Also she will understand everyone through the ~magic of the dressing room~.)

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[ashestodiamonds.livejournal.com]

[ 'Sing Sweet Nightingale' was being sung as Cinderella walked down another hall, another way, not noticing Pocahontas. She might want to catch up if she wants questions answered. ]

[colorsofthe.livejournal.com]

[Song is always nice, but she's rather surprised by the woman's colouring overall. Pale skin and hair? Very unusual! But it's definitely caught her interest and she slowly slinks from the doorway after Cinderella, bare feet silent on the odd ground.]

[ashestodiamonds.livejournal.com]

[ She continues to sing and -- oho, blue birds mmm animal friends. ]

Good morning. [ She tells them. They whistle back a Good Morning too. She still walks, one of them landing on her right shoulder. ] Are you alright?

[colorsofthe.livejournal.com]

[This strange woman conversing with animals both relieves her and intrigues her further; even if she seems very, very different, that's something similar between them. And she's going to continue to stalk follow her out of curiosity.]

[ashestodiamonds.livejournal.com]

Oh, really? Then we should go and help. I wouldn't want Gus to be scared of cages so much.

[ Urgent news: GUS IS STUCK AGAIN. She walks down the hall, and into a room full of clocks on the wall Wonderland. Searching for her mouse friend...

The cage would be at the otherside. There was a fatty mc fat mouse in it. ]

[colorsofthe.livejournal.com]

[Those clocks are... very distracting. Enough so that she's going to leave Cinderella be for a moment to carefully and silently go examine one.]

[shedhaveasoul.livejournal.com]

[Ace is humming softly to herself as she goes. Her back's to Pocahontas, so she hasn't noticed her yet.]

[colorsofthe.livejournal.com]

[How curious. The fact that she hasn't been noticed at all has her peeking out more, and cautiously taking a step into the hall, glancing down at the "stone" beneath her.]

[shedhaveasoul.livejournal.com]

[Somewhere along the way, she's shifted over to singing under her breath. The room she's looking for is bound to be around here somewhere...]

[colorsofthe.livejournal.com]

[Well, Pocahontas won't be showing herself just yet. It's much more interesting like this!]

[shedhaveasoul.livejournal.com]

[Let's see, it was past that door and turn here and pay no attention to the usual mess of doubles....]

[colorsofthe.livejournal.com]

[The doubles have her slowing down, eyes going wide and a soft gasp escaping her. That's definitely not right.]

[shedhaveasoul.livejournal.com]

Surprised?

[She doesn't turn around as she says it.]

[colorsofthe.livejournal.com]

...you knew I was there?

[The fact that she can understand her doesn't even seem surprising. After all, she's never run into someone she couldn't understand before.]

[dawnrise]

[There are plenty of people here, and a couple unfamiliar ones are known to show up every once in a while. Still, this one's got her attention. Riku doesn't say anything, but she does slow down instead of walking right past the doorway.]

[colorsofthe.livejournal.com]

[She ducks behind the doorway slightly when Riku starts coming her way, eyes wide.]

[dawnrise]

[Sorry, princess - she can sense you.]

Hello?

[colorsofthe.livejournal.com]

[Well fine. She only half shows herself, brows furrowed slightly.]

Hello.

[dawnrise]

[Riku tilts her head, wondering what all that's about.]

Are you okay?

[colorsofthe.livejournal.com]

What is "okay"?

[She steps out more at that, looking curious.]

[dawnrise]

...uh.

[How do you explain a common word like that?]

All right, or... good? I'm asking if something's wrong.

[sketched-shells.livejournal.com]

[Sitting in the hallway in front of another door, she was concentrating between the sketchbook in her lap and looking through the doorway, sketching something. She's staring into the floating poodle room and drawing one of the floating dogs.]

[colorsofthe.livejournal.com]

[So many pale people here. How far from home does this odd doorway go? She can't see inside the room Naminé's looking into just yet, but she's slowly and silently slipping out to get closer.]

[sketched-shells.livejournal.com]

[Bites her lip and tips her head, staring into the room again before back down to the sketch pad, erasing something and redrawing.]

[colorsofthe.livejournal.com]

[She stops a short distance away, still completely silent before she decides to speak.]

What are you doing?