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wendypleakley: (028)
[personal profile] wendypleakley posting in [community profile] fhlogs
Who: Pleakley and OTA
What: Arrival
Where: Edge
Warning: None at the moment, will change if something comes up



Arrival (first come, first serve)


"Oh, gods, oh, gods, where am I? What's going on here? What happened, what's going on, what-- what--"

It doesn't take long for Pleakley to panic after winding up in Edge. The alien is an anxious mess at even the best times, and this situation is far from a good one. He pulls nervously at his short brown wig, grateful he was already in disguise when he got here.

"Jumba?! Nani?! ....Lilo?! Stitch?!" Pleakley calls out for his ohana, hoping any of them are here, but not expecting much. "Ohhh, this is a disaster, a complete disaster! This has to be Jumba's fault! He's going to be in so much trouble when I get home!!! ...If I get home."

Pleakley is freaking out. He gets more than a few strange glances thrown his way as he paces around and yells.

The Hotel (OTA)


Pleakley is still a mess once he gets to the hotel. He doesn't even go to ask for a room immediately.

Instead, he sits down in the corner of the room and pulls out a strange device from a pocket on his dress. A red disk with a screen and one antenna sticking out. He pokes at the screen, frowning.

"Come on, come on, pick up... what do you mean, out of range? There shouldn't be a range! Maybe Glorknot's closer..." More tapping. "Oh, floozork darn it!"
Date: 2025-10-25 11:03 pm (UTC)

crystalmaster: (Radley_sheepish)
From: [personal profile] crystalmaster
Radley is used to freak-outs, although usually it's him freaking out when it comes to being sent to a new world. Normally he's calm, but that is the perfect time to panic.

"The last time this happened to me, time stood still while I was gone," he says, speaking calmly and soothingly. "We don't know if that's the case this time, but I'm hoping. And ... well, it's possible some of your family is here. Sometimes multiple people get pulled from the same place. We could go check the hotel where a lot of us have been staying."
Edited Date: 2025-10-25 11:04 pm (UTC)
Date: 2025-10-26 12:47 am (UTC)

crystalmaster: (Radley_confused)
From: [personal profile] crystalmaster
That earns a definite WTH look.

"... Those things aren't as bad for you as ending up in a new world?"

He would take being jamjarred any day over the other.
Date: 2025-10-26 01:06 am (UTC)

crystalmaster: (Radley_confused)
From: [personal profile] crystalmaster
"... So how do you undo broken bones or emotional trauma? I've still got trauma from some of the junk I've been through."
Date: 2025-10-26 07:48 pm (UTC)

crystalmaster: (Default)
From: [personal profile] crystalmaster
Radley finds it completely horrifying too, honestly. He's relieved it's never happened to him.

"Ah. Uh huh." He's fine with changing the topic. Probably a good idea. "I'm Radley."
Date: 2025-11-05 10:35 pm (UTC)

crystalmaster: (Default)
From: [personal profile] crystalmaster
"Thanks," Radley smiles. "So, do you wanna go to the hotel? Most of the people who show up here move in there. We might find someone you know."
Date: 2025-11-14 10:23 pm (UTC)

crystalmaster: (Default)
From: [personal profile] crystalmaster
"Great! It's this way," Radley says, and starts towards a big, modern building with at least twelve floors.
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