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[fangirlingly]

Who: Marta Lauldi and YOU.
Where: Central plaza.
When: Right now.
Style: I'll match!
Status: Open too all.

--I know who you really are. You've always tried your best and that's the Emil that I love!

[Despite having made her feelings well known during the course of their journey together, the impermanent nature of their current situation resonated strongly within her, prompting the almost explosive confession. This time she needs an answer, a reaffirmation that everything is going to be okay. Holding back the tears threatening to fall at any moment, she watches the boy before her stumble over his own words in reaction to hers. And then–

"Love." The moment her beloved Ratatosk Knight spoke the very word, a sudden impulse came over her. Oh how she had been waiting for this! Unable to wait for the rest of his response to fully take form, she immediately sprang to mash lips with him to consummate their mutual affection.

Or, well... that was the plan, anyway.

Instead of the warm, melting feeling that supposedly accompanied a kiss between two lovers, Marta is instead greeted by a falling sensation, followed by a feeling synonymous to that of being thrown into an expanse of water before her lips finally locked with someone else's after all.

It wasn't expected, but hey, at least it broke her fall, oops.]

((OOC: Marta's lip-ginity will be taken on a first come, first serve basis! After the first comment, it can be assumed then that she will be trudging along Vatheon and will NOT. BE. HAPPY. ONE. BIT.))

Comments

[clumsyblonde]

[Colette really didn't expect this! She topples backwards under the other girl's weight since she had been in the middle of taking another step. Whoever this girl is, she's soaked and that's the first thing Colette notices after finding the girl's lips on hers.

Just going...to push her away now.]

U-um...

[fangirlingly]

[Something is definitely wrong - this is not the fairy tale kiss that she had always dreamed of! Snapping her eyes open at the shove, Marta stared at the person who she just met lips with, a crimson blush instantly invading her pallid cheeks.

That's... definitely not Emil.]

C-Colette?!

[No! She didn't want this!! Her first kiss-!! Why oh why did this have to happen?!?!]

[clumsyblonde]

[This girl knew her name? She tilts her head, her own face red.]

That's my name but...who are you?

[A pause. This other girl is soaked so...]

And we aren't on your world anymore. [Should she have said our world? She doesn't know who this girl is, but unless she'd been here before and met a different Colette, she has to be from Aselia. Right?] This place is called Vatheon.

[She might be flustered because of what just happened, but she can still at least try to explain the situation.]

[fangirlingly]

[Still woeing over her situation, the Ratatosk maiden slumps her shoulders and puts a gloved finger to her lips. She just couldn't believe that Colette of all people was the one to which her first kiss belonged.

They must never speak of this again.

In fact, Marta is just about to insist on this point before she is taken aback by how she is received. She knew the chosen was a bit of a space case, but she didn't think it was this bad.]

W-what are you talking about, Colette? It's me, Marta! A... and what do you mean, "Vatheon"?

[clumsyblonde]

[Colette rubs the back of her head. Maybe this was more things about people being from different times?]

I'm sorry, but I really don't remember meeting you before this, Marta. The worlds hadn't even been reunited for a year when I came here.

[Explaining about Vatheon she can do!]

Vatheon is a city in an underwater bubble on some other world. It pulls people from different times and time doesn't pass while back on your world while you're here.

...and we should get you a towel.

[redcladidealist]

[There's something rolling in the streets, Marta. A cart with a cloth draped over something inside, going thumpity thump as a boy in red pulls it along. Ugh, it must be pretty heavy, given how much of a struggle Lloyd is having to give to pull it, but he seems to be managing well enough.

His eyes slide over Marta, and he offers her a vague, general smile, but he doesn't really seem to notice her as anything other than another passerby.]

[fangirlingly]

[Sniff... sniff...

Everything is so full of suck for Marta right now that she doesn't quite notice the dualswordsman at first. She's too busy mourning the loss of her first kiss and the events that followed.

However, the instant she does see him, relief washes over her tear-stained face.]

Lloyd! [Without a moment to spare, she make her way over to him.] I'm so glad you're here. Colette doesn't remember me at all! What's going on?

[redcladidealist]

Huh?

[When he hears his name called, he stops, turning to see whoever's talking to him. He doesn't recognize the girl approaching, though. He stares at her blankly, feeling a little lost. Did he miss something here?

Wait. Wait wait wait. Back up. There's a flash of alarm in his gut.]

Colette... forgot you?

[She must be a friend of Colette's, and Colette must have told her about him. That's how she knows him. But that's not important! Not in the face of amnesia!]

What happened?! Did she hit her head?

[fangirlingly]

[But Marta is too upset to notice Lloyd's vacant look, instead focusing on trying not to cry as she explains to him.]

She did! I don't know what's going on... she keeps saying I'm from the future or something.

[She looks up at him, pleading:] Please talk to her, Lloyd!

[redcladidealist]

[Lloyd rubs the back of his neck. Wow, what does he do? But Marta looks like she's about to cry, he can't just put her off.]

I'm not sure if that would do any good. Um, Colette's from my future, too.

[radiantwingedone]

[ Oh, don't you look grumpy about something?

Not that he cares. Duke's here to pick up some more supplies and that's it.

Marta, you get a short look as Duke passes toward one of the stalls. ]

[fangirlingly]

[Have a pout right back at you, dude with the pretty hair! What kind of shampoo does he use, she wonders...]

Hmph!

[radiantwingedone]

..... [ What was that noise for? ]

Unless I have done something, directing your irritation at me does nothing.

[fangirlingly]

[You don't understand a woman's feelings at all, buddy!!]

Oh, just leave me alone!

[radiantwingedone]

[ Wrong.

He doesn't understand anyone's feelings, a woman's or his own. ]

Then do not make noises of irritation at passerby. [ He needs more ink..... Would this stall have it? ]

Late tag is late OTL

[chosen_gigolo]

[Zelos finds himself in the plaza more and more these days, restless as ever. That new glasses guy is especially bothersome, not to mention the random Seraph. Why the hell were so many people from Aselia's future showing up suddenly?

Well, he doesn't much feel like worrying about it just this moment. He'd rather clear his head by seeing if any new hunnies have arrived! Oh look, there's one~ A cutie too, if a bit young. Doesn't mean he can't do some harmless flirting at least. Besides, she looks down in the dumps about something. Maybe he can cheer her up.

The Chosen saunters on over and takes the girl's hand, giving it a light kiss and winking at her.]

A frown doesn't suit a cute hunny like you♥

[fangirlingly]

[And it doesn't just end with those two, for this spunky "hunny" seems to be quite familiar with him. With a jerk of her hand, she gives him a none-too-pleased look.]

Leave me alone, Zelos.

[chosen_gigolo]

[A brief moment of panic stabs through Zelos as he tried to remember if he'd done something to wrong this hunny. If she knows him, then she's either been in Vatheon or she's from Aselia. But he remembers all the hunnies he's spent time with, every single one, and her cute little face isn't coming up...

Right. Timeline shenanigans.]

Aww, so you're from Aselia, then~? Gotta say I'm at a loss, hunny! This place sometimes grabs people from different times and it seems our timelines don't match up because I would never forget a pretty face like yours! So to me, we haven't met yet... which is such a shame, but at least I get the pleasure of meeting you all over again♥

[fangirlingly]

Yeah, Lloyd and Colette told me already. [Although she half-expected that the Chosen of Tethe'alla probably wouldn't recognize her either, it still is a downer to have it confirmed. She sighs.] According to them, we've met before in your future two years after the worlds have been reunited, even though it's my present time. I'm Marta.

[At least it's somewhat refreshing to know that Zelos hasn't changed his ways, even if his come-ons aren't exactly appreciated. Good thing she's totally used to this by now, which means she has absolutely no qualms in putting him in his place.]

You know, you'd actually be pretty charming if you didn't say stuff like that. Especially since I have a boyfriend.

[Just because she was spirited away to this crazy place in the middle of their confession doesn't make it invalid, okay!]

[chosen_gigolo]

Oh c'mon, I'm always charming!

[Well, except when he's being obnoxious but that's neither here nor there.]

Two years later, huh? So... are you involved in that whole Ratatosk thing, then?

[He didn't gather much from Richter; it's not as if someone who came in hating him would have been particularly forthcoming anyway, but if Zelda's theories about ambient destiny were right, then she's got to have something to do with important events in the world's history, right? It's an educated guess.]

I need to do this before I go make food. ♥

[dreamchasing]

[ well, she can't exactly ignore someone who looks that unhappy.

Like Sophie, Cheria had actually been coming back to the Plaza after learning about how new arrivals worked in this place. She was looking for signs of anyone else she knew, from her world. However, her search had been mostly futile.

This time, it wasn't someone from her world, but it was ... someone.

Someone who looked like they needed a hug.

Not that Cheria was going to freely give one.

... unless she wanted it.

Cheria made her way over, sheepishly smiling at the girl. ]

A-Ah, hello? You're new here, right?

[ totally the best thing to say at first, yep. ]

[fangirlingly]

[What is that familiar voice that sounds so much like her own?

Oh? Marta looks up at the girl that approaches her with a slight nod of her head. To be honest, she is too busy trying to piece together what all is going on before making her way back to Colette's place – what will soon become her new "home" during her stay at Vatheon, however long that is. But she will gladly welcome the company to keep herself from breaking into tears over the whole thing again. Being Marta is suffering.]

Yeah, I just arrived here a couple hours ago... [Muzzy.]

[dreamchasing]

[ Behold! The power of Laura Bailey!

Poor, suffering Marta. Cheria notices the similarity in their voices tries to be as welcoming and warm as she could manage, though she likely comes off as a bit sheepish without meaning to. ]

I arrived here recently, myself. It can be a little bit to adjust to ... how are you faring? Is there anything I can help with?

[fangirlingly]

I– [unable to help herself, Marta just starts pouring her heart out, her small frame trembling as she speaks through the occasional sniffle.]

This is the absolute worst! [Sniff.] I was just about to finally kiss the guy I like before I got stuck here, a-and then my first kiss was stolen from me instead! [Woes!!] My friends don't even know who I am, and this guy who wants to kill me is somewhere in this stupid bubble, too. [And the icing on the cake:] And Emil isn't here!

[ y u p . . . ]

I hate this!!

[dreamchasing]

[ oh ... her heart is going out to this girl already. Cheria instantly becomes sympathetic, walking over and gently placing a hand on the girl's shoulder. ]

I'm so sorry ... here, let me help you get a towel so you can dry yourself off, okay? I know it won't help with any of that, but it's better than walking around soaking wet, right?

[ yep, mommy bear to the rescue! ]

I know we've only just met, but feel free to vent to me further if you need to, okay? This isn't an easy situation to be in, by any means.