entranceway | ƒ 001 [voice/action] open } { but you're bound to stay, for you've lost your way

[voice ~ ota]

[This isn’t the first time Freya is woken up to find her world changed, but she had thought she had put this part of her life behind her. She’s also super annoyed because she’s supposed to be saving her dumb family right now, but apparently she can’t ever have what she wants. Story of Freya’s life.

This is not where she’s supposed to be but she’s too paranoid to place that on the network right away. She buys her time, explores, gets to know things, and after finding her way to a bar for a big girl drink, while she’s sitting there, swirling the straw in her hand, she opens the device and decides to test the waters. She speaks calmly and clearly, but doesn’t show her face quite yet.]

So. Instead of demanding information I'm sure you've all shared a thousand times before, I’d prefer to keep things interesting. If you all don’t mind indulging the curiosity of someone who so rarely finds themselves in a place that is quite so … eclectic, I think I’d like to know more about where you all are from.

Granted, there are many variables that make up different worlds, so let’s not let ourselves get carried away. Beginning with one topic would probably suffice, so I’ve chosen the one that I know best.

[You can almost hear the smirk as she speaks.]

Let’s talk magic.

[action ~ the bar ~ for cami o'connell, but ota]

[The reason she chooses the bar, rather than the safety of her assigned room to make that particular announcement is that she does need someone to explain this world to her and as far as she can tell, there is only one person she knows and trusts here. She would rather hear it straight from Cami, getting potentially conflicting information from strangers.

(She's aware that she's fortunate Cami was there at all - she might have had no choice but to rely on the kindness of strangers - but for how she's choosing not to think about being trapped, alone, in a world she doesn't understand. It's bad enough that her siblings aren't here and she seems to be trapped here indefinitely.)

So there she is, perched on a bar stool like she belongs there, and waiting for Cami to make her appearance. That being said, she's not completely unfriendly, so if you wish to chat her up, she'll be more than happy to talk to you.]

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Yeah. When people do figure out who you are, chances are good there won't be a lynch mob.

[So they, there are some advantages to being in Wonderland. Yay?]

So let's see. I mentioned timelines, universes, the events, deaths...on the much smaller plus side, our basic needs are taken care of easily enough. Every room has a closet, like that one.

[She points towards the back, well familiar with the door's location in the bar.]

If you need something, go to the closet, shut the door, and think of whatever it is your after. When you open it, that item will be there--for the most part. You can't wish for anything overly powerful, or a specific item from home, but outside of that I haven't been able to think of anything it didn't give me. The kitchen and the cafeteria work the same way.

[Her eyebrows go up a bit at that as she follows her indication back to the closet.]

Convenient. That should be good for spell ingredients.

Among other things. But there are limits; more powerful things, like pretty much every dark object we've got back home? You can't just wish up. [Cami may have tried on a couple of occasions; just saying.] There's a way to get those too, but a hell of a price to pay for it. They've got this weird market set up, with vendors who will take a few memories in exchange for whatever you're after. Cheery, right?

That is quite the trade.

[Not one she will be making anytime soon, but a good option to know if all the same.]

I wonder what they do with all that information. All these memories, do they just disappear into nothing? Or do they use them for something else.

I have absolutely no idea. [Although it is a question worth answering, Cami's aware of her limits. Her role in Wonderland is to support people in the aftermath of the insanity, others who can hopefully find answers she doesn't have the ability or the resources to discover for herself.] Most of my time is spent either pouring drinks or therapizing the citizens of Wonderland. Turns out, listening to Klaus for months has been really good practice for that.

[She laughs a bit at that.]

That doesn't surprise me. I'm sure my brother helped you run down the list of paranoia and delusions of grandeur. He's good at that.

Now that's an understatement. I could have written my entire thesis on Klaus' laundry list of issues. [Although for all the ways he's wrecked her life, and all the flaws, Cami can't deny the fact that she misses him. Her gaze goes distant for a moment; it's strange to think it's already been months again since she last saw the hybrid—or anyone else from home, honestly.

Except Freya, now.]

Honestly, it's better that they aren't here. Wonderland puts us through hell anyway; the way the events go, it'd only be harder on them—and more dangerous for everyone else.

[Freya nods in agreement, before taking another sip of her drink.]

I suppose I'll just have to see what happens.

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