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Anya is a secret grand duchess (just_an_orphan) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-06-18 10:09:00

Entry tags:

active, anya romanov, arrival, day twelve, dr temperance brennan, gabrielle

Who: Anya, Brennan, and Gabrielle
What: Entering ~~Candyland!~~ the City of Illusions
Where: Smack dab in the middle of the chess board
When: Morning, Day 12
Rating: PG to PG-13, depending on who answers?
Status: Incomplete

"Pooka, get back here!" Anya scolded, hurrying as quietly as she could after the dog. Dimitri and Vlad were discussing how far she'd come in her 'Anastasia Lessons', and she really hadn't wanted to hear it. The thought of pretending to be someone's granddaughter made her a little sick, to be honest. But apparently exploring the woods of Germany on her own wasn't recommended, either. Mostly because she had a mischievous little gray mutt with her. As alike as the two of them were, Pooka was bound to get her in trouble sooner or later.

Sighing, she ducked under a tree branch, still tailing the little dog. "Dimitri's going to skin us both if you make me late," she babbled out loud, knowing the dog couldn't understand her. If he could even hear her. "They'll think I've gone off and left them and then how am I supposed to get to Paris, hmm? Walk there? That'll be attractive, I'm sure!"

She was so lost in her monologue that she hadn't noticed the shimmering light the dog had gone through. From a distance, it had merely looked like a sunshine-filled break in the trees. But as she passed through it, Anya immediately knew there was something different. More colors. More room. And... And the smell of sweets?

Eyes darting up, Anya gasped. It was honestly like nothing she'd ever seen before, not even in her daydreams. The trees weren't the ones she'd just been in. They couldn't be. They were brown, yes, but... "Chocolate?" she yelped. Bushes made of peppermint twists? This was completely insane. Maybe she really had finally snapped and gone mad.

Apparently even the little dog beside her had been caught by surprise, because Pooka stopped his mad dash run and stared in awe. Before he could go getting into something else, she scooped him up, looking around a bit more. Though she'd never played, she'd swear she was standing next to a giant chess board. Larger-then-life pieces with that queen piece and the knight and the little one with the round top whose name she couldn't remember all stood displayed proudly on the black and white squares.

This? Was so not normal. And the light she'd passed through to get there was gone. There wasn't any sign of the trees she'd just passed. "Oh... Ooooh, no, this is so not happening. Not here, not now, why?"

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just_an_orphan
2009-07-09 10:21 pm UTC (link)

"Oh, you know her already?" Anya asked Temperance, interested but a little crestfallen. Not that there were very many people she'd want to be kidnapped along with, but if she had to be kidnapped, it'd be nice to at least recognize someone. "It's a different sort of name, isn't it? Xena? Is she Greek, too?" She knew she had a lot to learn about different cultures and worldly things, but she had to start somewhere. And if she was truly trapped there, Vlad wasn't exactly around to help her any longer.

But Excalibur was something she did know. "Like, King Arthur's Excalibur?" she questioned, surprised. "You've used it? The real thing?" Anya hadn't even known there was a real Excalibur, or even a King Arthur. It had always seemed a fantastical work of fiction before. But then again, she was in a place with candy all around. Anything could be real after that.

She settled against one of the sweet-scented trees and looked up at her companions with interest before turning back to the book in her hands. Just as Gabrielle had said, the words of others were spilled across its pages, some of them appearing at that very moment. It seemed they were all trapped there, which was disturbing as well as comforting at the same time. "According to this person," she said, pointing, "they're to our rooms. Well, then. When this king kidnaps someone, he certainly does a thorough job of it, doesn't he?" She looked up at Gabrielle for confirmation, but she was alternately excited and appalled. She'd been looking for adventure, but somehow, this wasn't what she'd had in mind. Mainly because she was nowhere near Paris.

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