remain calm and do not panic. i repeat, do not panic!

[wendypleakley]

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!"

Comments

[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.

[wendypleakley]

Pleakley panics just as badly in those situations, too, but it always seems less bad looking back. The past is much less scary than the present and the future.

"Those things are undo-able! Then everything goes back to normal!!"

[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."

[wendypleakley]

Pleakley makes a face. It's more at the "broken bones" comment than it is at the "emotional trauma" comment- the fact bones can be broken is completely horrifying to Pleakley. Logically, he knows bones can be broken. But species with bones always seem so solid and strong, that hearing about bones breaking always horrifies Pleakley anew. Ugh, bones are so creepy.... there's blood in them.... gross.

There's a long pause before Pleakley finally responds to the second half of what Radley is saying. "Not- not that level of psychological torment! But definitely some level of it! Uhh, so, uh... my name's Pleakley, what's yours?" Pleakley's introduction is clearly an incredibly awkward attempt to change the topic.

[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."

[wendypleakley]

"Oh, I just love that name! Very fitting."

[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."

[wendypleakley]

"That sounds like a good idea," Pleakley says, nervously adjusting his wig.

[crystalmaster]

"Great! It's this way," Radley says, and starts towards a big, modern building with at least twelve floors.