A Four Part Arrival - Partial OTA, Partial lock

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OOC stuff

Character info and appearances

Arrival - Locked to Tifa

The four teenagers had been just coming home after a long and frustrating trip when they wound up here instead. On the plus side, they had each other. On the other side, however.... They didn't have even half of what they would have taken on a trip. Two of them came with nothing more than the what they were wearing and the items in their pockets, while the other two fared somewhat better.

For all they were exhausted from travel, all of their clothes looked as neat and clean and pressed as if they had just been properly dry cleaned. And with three of them having their hair in tight firm braids coiled into snoods and veils, and the other having hair too short to ever look messy... the exhaustion and road dust was on their faces and hands. It was an odd scene.

The four were made up of one young man and three girls, all 16 or right around there. The redhead looked absolutely cross. She checker her belt and was a little relieved to see she still had her purse with her munny tucked inside it. And a small clear glass dragon curled around her neck like a cat, or a particularly hard to see scarf.

The blond girl with a truly dazzling amount of fine detailed embroidery on her overdress crossed her arms, her cornflower blue eyes looking around as she frowned slightly. She tucked the pouch she had been holding back inside the belt of her dress, where it seemed to almost vanish, the line of her dress and belt sitting perfectly. She reached up and fingered one of the ribbons in her coiled braids.

The girl with the jet black braids set down the large metal and wood trunk she had been carrying and took her brass capped ebony wood staff into her hands, standing aside enough to give her space to fight if she needed to. "Where are we, and why are we here?" she asked, aiming the question at anyone not of her group. *Tris?* she added privately, mentally reaching out to the redhead.

*Don't look at me,* the redhead shot back, also silently. Her eyes were flashing behind her glasses.

The dark haired boy just gave an easy grin to whomever Daja had spotted. "Hi, we seem to be a little lost." When they all protested in his head he gave a mental chuckle. *What? It pays to be friendly sometimes. Besides, the sweeter smelling flowers attract the gardeners.* Meanwhile if there were any plants where they arrived at all, they would all be reaching for him, and he would move closer to greet them. He'd kneel for grass or walk over to potted plants or trees.

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OTA

Having learned the situation, the four got settled in then decided to explore. Well, three of them decided to explore. Tris got dragged around behind them by promises of "I'm sure we could find a library" or "cheer up, copper curls, maybe a storm is brewing somewhere..."

They could be found wandering the town, trying to learn their way around. Sandry, the blond, was interested in any clothing shops they found. Daja, the girl with the staff and the long black braids that now hung mostly loose down her back, was watching out for trouble. Briar, the short haired by had his hands in his pockets, and sling over his back that held a small potted miniature pine. A Shakkan, specifically. He seemed casual and easy going, but his eyes missed pretty much nothing as he silently greeted every plant they passed. All the plants reached for him, which made the group stand out all the more. The fourth, the redhead, had her shoulders hunched in, eyes up on the sky or down at her feet. She held what looked like a blown glass figure of a dragon about the size of a small cat.