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Istas ([personal profile] laceandcarnage) wrote in [community profile] cityofcoba2015-07-24 06:15 pm

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Who: Istas and you!
When: Day 9, midday
Where: On a random city street
What: Istas arrives, and everything is now ridiculously cold.

Istas had just stepped out of the store when it happened, brand new midnight blue petticoat in hand. She'd expected to emerge to blaring horns, towering skyscrapers, and countless busy humans rushing down the sidewalk.

Instead she emerged to a small town, surrounded by snow and land where trees could not grow. The buildings were familiar - in fact, if she wasn't mistaken, they were exactly the same as those in Kugluktuk, which had seemed so large when she was young. But the smells here that were not the scents of Kugluktuk, and the people were not the people of Kugluktuk. The place before her was not as it appeared.

It was also not New York. Istas stood frozen in confusion and bewilderment. How could she be here, in Not-Kugluktuk? She had not arrived here by plane, or run across the frozen tundras. She had only walked through a door.

Istas did not understand. And she did not like it. She spun around, wishing to flee back into the store that she had left, but it was gone. Instead there was just a house, without even any parasols for sale in the window. With an angry growl, she clawed at the door with fingernails that had grown larger and sharper, leaving deep gouges in the wood.

[[ooc: Istas wears Gothic Lolita clothing and this is her current outfit<]]
on_thin_ice: (I am a question to the world)

[personal profile] on_thin_ice 2015-07-24 09:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, that's odd. He didn't recall overdoing it ]

Whoops.

[ He sits on top of a lamp post watching people go. ]
heptagram: (L'Éᴅᴜᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ sᴇɴᴛɪᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟᴇ)

[personal profile] heptagram 2015-07-24 09:23 am (UTC)(link)
Patchouli was not exactly dressed for winter weather. Her usual pajama-like outfit was meant for something more temperate, probably. Still, she didn't seem to bothered by the cold? Not like Istas was, not that she'd caught sight of her yet.

"Well, this is new," she noted -- aloud, but still to herself. So she began to explore a little.

Eventually, of course, she came across Istas clawing at a door in frustration. One thought came to mind almost instantly, so maybe, she thought, it was the right one to express:

"Did you get locked out of your house, or something?" She didn't even notice the huge gouges in the door yet, not paying her usual attention to detail.

[personal profile] ibideficitorbis 2015-07-24 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"That hasn't worked for me either."

Behind the Lolita stands a young woman in a sundress and full-body black tattoos.
craftylikea: (is he wearing a smoking jacket?)

[personal profile] craftylikea 2015-07-27 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
Certainly the first thing he noticed was the claw marks. While he was all too aware that this city held a fascinating array of both supernatural and daylight folk, it was a sort of lack of control that he was always on the lookout for, as the pack's beta.

And she...smelled. Not quite like he was used to smelling, because there was more metal and plastic to her than there would be if she smelled of London. At least, London in his time. But she did smell like city - enough that his nose wrinkled, because it was not...all-together the most pleasant smell. City, and fur, and while that fur smell was also not completely familiar to his nose, it was quite close enough.

"...Is something wrong, Miss?"

It was a polite, quiet question, but his eyes were on her very conspicuous nails. As if he was perfectly aware that something was wrong, as it...obviously was.
teethteethteeth: (Oh!)

[personal profile] teethteethteeth 2015-08-02 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Um, pardon me? I don't think that door's done anything wrong. But you do seem upset. Is there anything I can do to help you?"

There's a young looking woman in a rather cutesy pink outfit. She looks concerned. After all, to help others in need is to make the world one little bit at a time!