lady ♕ door

"If this is the last door I open let it be to somewhere safe." ♕ Independent Lady Door RP blog from the book Neverwhere. I will interact with any fandom within good reason. Disclaimer: I do not own this character. This character belongs to Neil Gaiman. M!A: None.

[notdoreen]

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[dontcallmeboss-deactivated20140]

       Did things just go from strange to completely b i z z a r e?                                                                 It seemed as if the answer to that was an affirmative.

  ❝Sorry, but I’m not understanding what the problem is. What do you mean by America Above?❞

   Sure, there was South America and North America. The way they were typically positioned on textbook maps or just maps in general would suggest that one was above the other. Thanks to the two different directions, it was all too easy for anyone to be able to tell which was above and which was below. Perhaps that was what this confusing acquaintance was trying to imply. It was the only reasonable explanation the brunette could think of at the moment. Hopefully the explanation that Door provided was exactly that or at least one that could be easily understood.

   How it was she had even found herself in such an unusual situation was anyone’s guess right now. It had certainly not been her intention to happen across an unfamiliar face who was capable of traveling in an odd way. Then again, normal was such an overrated word. The definition was always twisted to meet the needs of the person who was making use of the term. What was ordinary for one individual might be absolutely off beat for another. There was no doubt that her own capabilities would appear as different to the presently troubled female.

[notdoreen]

  ❝ Of course you don't understand,❞ Door agrees as she begins to pace again. She doesn't have time to explain. Actually, quite frankly, she has all the time in the world, but explanations are dull and useless considering that her situation won't truly be fully understood by someone from above. 

❝ A pigeon. I'll need to find a pigeon. Stay here, Cara. I'll return shortly.❞ With a confident smile, Door nods her head dismissively and walks out of the alleyway, continuing her trek until she was in a more populated area. Equipped with breadcrumbs, finding a pigeon isn't hard to do. She gently seizes the bird and carries it in her hands as she makes her way back to the alley. 

❝ ----Yes, yes of course. You've helped me many times before. Thank you,❞ Door says, releasing the pigeon just as she rounds the corner into the alley. ❝ Might you have some sort of fiefdom I can stay at for the time being, Cara? A safe place? I'd be able to explain everything better if I could find somewhere safe.❞

[notdoreen]

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[kaydenfuller-archive-deactivate]

"You need to capture a pigeon so it can send a message for you? Has it occurred to you that having a mailman send it might be easier?"

[notdoreen]

❝My friends don't have mailboxes. But I suppose if you do not have any breadcrumbs, capturing a pigeon will be more difficult than I first anticipated.❞

[evenstarss]

"am I free?"

[rp-memes]

Send a ★ if you want to plot with me

[unst-able888]

[notdoreen]

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[kaydenfuller-archive-deactivate]

"Um, no. That’s not exactly something I normally carry with me."

"Why on earth do you need it anyway?" 

[notdoreen]

 ❝To capture a pigeon, of course. I need it to deliver a message for me.❞

[notdoreen]

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 ❝You! Quick! I am in desperate need of breadcrumbs.                Do you have any with you?❞

[ethermancer-deactivated20190902]

Work in progress — the character Door from Neil Gaiman’s Neverwhere (in a crappy Amano-esque style)

[burning-vermilion-deactivated20]

"Hello there! Have you seen a pigeon lately?"

"I’m sorry, a pigeon? I don’t think I have.. Why do you ask?"

[notdoreen]

          ❝It would benefit me greatly to find one. I need it to send a message.❞

[notdoreen]

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[dontcallmeboss-deactivated20140]

 That was certainly a strange name to have. Either it was a nickname or the person who had named her was very basic. Another way to put it was that the individual lacked creativity as well as originality. However, the brunette was not one to judge before receiving all facts that related to a particular matter. Or at least, she tried not be that kind of a person.

 ❝I’m Cara and you’re in New York. To be more specific, you’re in one of Manhattan’s alleyways.❞

 Just so that the acquaintance could properly respond, a pause was given. Although the Coburn had several questions on her mind, voicing them all at once was not wise. It was best to take things one step at a time. Seeing as the girl had been unaware of her current location, it was not hard to deduce two conclusions. The first was that Door had not intentionally traveled to the dark and narrow space. The second was that she was going to be in need of directions. With a power like that, it was of high importance for her to take extreme caution. Should the wrong person witness its usage, trouble would ensue. 

[notdoreen]

She immediately freezes upon hearing Cara's words.                Oh no. 

❝Oh no,❞ Door mutters, clearly in a predicament. ❝I'm Above. America Above.❞

She has never considered the possibility of an America Above. She only knew of London Below and London Above. Why, perhaps there are people underground America that are akin to the people below London. It's an interesting thought, but she's much to worried to mull over it.

Door doesn't bother explaining herself nor does she bother explaining her words. Instead, she turns her back and walks down the alleyway before coming to a dead end. She spins on the heels of her bare feet and travels back toward the brunette. She briefly considers informing Cara about the very grave news concerning their interaction, but she decides against it. The bad news shall come later.

[theblindgodhodr]

"You're bleeding!" [hii ^^]

He could not see his pale hand as he placed it above the wound on his abdomen. He could feel the liquid on his palm and he could smell the ever so familiar odor of blood. He had gotten used to it from hunting and fighting alongside his brethren. “This can’t be good…”, he replied weakily, his knees as weak and his head feeling ever so light. 

[notdoreen]

              She isn't all too certain of her location, but she figures she has plenty of time to ask questions later. For now, she needs to focus on the man in front of her.  

             ❝We must stop the bleeding,❞ she tells him with conviction. She isn't much of a nurse, but she knows the basics. She removes her leather jacket and balls it up in a makeshift pillow, putting it on the ground. 

           ❝You must lay down,❞ Door urges, jutting out her hand to help him to the ground. 

[notdoreen]

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[dontcallmeboss-deactivated20140]

 When one possessed an ability, it was not startling to see someone else use it.                         Except, this was no act of teleportation.                                                       An actual door had just appeared out of thin air.

 Unmasked curiosity quickly filled chocolate colored eyes. Yet, it was not the only emotion to be found in them. Unmistakable confusion blended to make the perfect mix. The combination could easily be heard in the voice of the brunette as she spoke to acknowledge the stranger.

     ❝Hi. Who are you?❞

 As the arrival of an answer was waited for, dark brows knitted together. Yet another sign of the puzzlement that the presumably older woman was currently feeling. Was this person a [ friend ] or f o e? Surely the former of the two, but it was naive to make assumptions. 

[notdoreen]

             She feels relief consume her worries when the stranger doesn't pester her with questions about the previous events. Perhaps she can play it cool, like it really hadn't happened, and then she can go on her way. 

            She dutifully ignores the confusion that clouds the brunette's face--she is aware that some people are not fond of having their emotions pointed out to them.

          ❝I am Door.   ----And could you possibly tell me where I am?❞

[notdoreen]

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               ❝Temple and arch! Where am I?❞                        An alleyway. Great.

She hadn't specified where she wanted her door to lead, but an empty alley was better than a crowded street.                       Well, almost empty.

Peculiar opal eyes adjust and focus on a figure before her. The girl refrains from asking whether or not the stranger saw her appear from thin air and instead smiles innocently.

  ❝Why, hello.❞