#[thread:] lost

[excalibursage]

Lost // Open Starter

Luthier glanced around, trying to figure out when this narrow alleyway lead into this crowded street. People bustled about, paying him no mind. He watched them carry out their business. It wasn’t as through he was lost per se (he had a map. In his head), but he was in unfamiliar streets with no idea how to get to his destination.

So, perhaps he was a little lost.

He glanced around again, gauging his friendly the people were. He preferred to solve his own problems, and he hated having to bother someone for something as small as directions, but he really had no other option.

"Er, excuse me," he tapped the friendliest-looking person lightly on the shoulder. "I seem to be lost, and I was looking for the local library? Would you know how to get there?"

[piperoftheswamp-blog]

Open RP: Lost

The stranger had been wandering for some time now. It was unclear to Piper if they thought they knew where they were going, but it was very clear that they weren't getting there either way. The swamp was playing its usual tricks on the traveler, and they had been pulled in circles since they arrived. It didn’t matter how innocent the intention, if they were just passing through or genuinely lost, most people were subject to the powerful magic of the swamp.

Piper had remained at a distance, trying to discern their purpose for being here--if there was one. But they lacked a companion to voice their thoughts to, and she was always rusty with reading people as a consequence of living alone in the swamp for years. The swamp always knew more than she did, but she could only learn so much from magic. And so she gave up on trying to read the stranger.

With a light splash on the soppy swamp floor, she dropped down behind them. When they turned to see her, she would be rising to her full height, which was surprisingly tall for her delicate frame, but nothing above average. They could see the end of a bow over her shoulder from where it sat across her back, and a quiver of arrows to match. "Why are you here?" she asked, looking the other up and down.

[mpxmia-blog]

lost

@mpxnathaniel​

“Fucking piece of-- fuck!” Mia swore loudly and angrily tugged at the sleeve of her jacket. It had managed to get stuck in the elevator doors, because of course it did, today out of all days. Her dad was gone and her uncle was gone and now her jacket was ruined. It took all of her self control not to scream.

She was on her way to Nate’s apartment, of course. Where else would she be headed this late in the evening? Her intention wasn’t to have some kind of deep heart to heart talk with him about her issues with father figures and how two of the only people who’d ever felt like family were now gone -- no, she wanted a distraction. She wanted Nate to do what he did best and make her stop thinking.

So by the time she rung his doorbell (harder and longer than necessary), she’d put on her usual everything-is-fine-don’t-ask-me-expression. Her jacket was thrown over one arm with the ruined sleeve hidden. “‘Sup,” she said when he opened the door, stepping inside immediately. “I was in the neighborhood and bored. Care to amuse me?” Mia just hoped he wouldn’t notice her hands shaking.

[eggosandnosebleeds]

"Hey kid, you look a little lost. You need some help?" Maria asked, pushing her sunglasses to the top of her head.

Eleven turned towards the voice, and stared at the woman in front of her for a long moment. She didn’t say anything, only went back to looking around at their surroundings after a moment.