☠ 1st Haunt ☠ - [Voice | Action]

[hollower]

[Waking up in a forest is definitely not a common occurrence for Perona. She remembers being in Sabaody, moping bidding that green-haired imbecile goodbye once and for all. For a moment, Perona thinks she's been blindsided by auctioneers, and sits up straight, hands flying to her neck, thankfully finding nothing there. She heaves a huge sigh of relief, and actually begins to look around her.]

...This isn't-- [Fluttering, and an all too familiar aching on her back clue the young woman in, and her teeth grind together as she reaches back gingerly and feels feathers.] Mmhhrm...it would by my luck to be brought back, wouldn't it? Now where is that stupid boo--Bearsy! They didn't take you awa--eh? Oh, there it is! You were holding my journal for me like a good boy.

[And finally, after removing her journal from the back zipper pouch of her stuffed teddy, Perona's face comes into the journal camera's viewfinder, looking rather unimpressed.] Oi, I've come back. Can someone tell me the date, and who's still here that I may know? You Straw Hat people, too, check in as soon as possible if you're still here! And anyone else from the grand Line, for that matter.

[Though Perona's not going to be too talkative right away. She snaps her journal shut and sends out a hollow scout up into the air, to scour the area from above. Seeing through its eyes, she heads toward the direction of the plaza, grumbling as she goes. Why did she have to come back here?! She was finally home! So...s-so what if she was alone there now, at least she was on the sea, and she had a ship, and she was safe, and--]

I wonder if he's...mm.

[When she does finally get to the clothing shop and into her clothes (after a lot of searching and hissing at how her hat could have gotten crushed under a mountain of other clothes), Perona exits the store and snaps opens her parasol. That should help keep the sun off her now, not that it'd do much good now after all that walking and floating she did. Stupid Luceti.]

How annoying, being back here again... My room had better still be unoccupied.

Comments

[voice]

[hollower]

Yes, that's right; you're quite insightful.

[Didn't take her long at all to figure out, did it? Perona peers closer at the tiny image her journal produces in its viewfinder, then blinks once she realizes who it is. It'll never not be a slight surprise to see and speak with the Princess of Alabasta.]

Ah...mm, it's been two years for me. Has anything changed here in Luceti during my leave?

[voice]

[alabastajewel]

[...two years again. This really is a firm pattern by now.]

[Vivi shakes her head.] No, not really. It's only been a couple of weeks here, I think. [She's not exactly certain when Perona left, but she knows it hasn't been all that long.]

Your hair looks quite nice like that. [Not that it didn't before, but Vivi thinks the current cascades of soft curls compared to her former twin tails are a large part of that air of maturity Perona seems to have gained.]

[voice]

[hollower]

Only a few weeks... [And yet she's been gone for so long herself, it's a little mind boggling. Perona still wonders how it all works in the grand scheme of things - people coming and going, time slowing and continuing...it's insane. A little too insane to think much on, and Perona's glad when Vivi snaps her out of her thoughts. And with such a comment, too!]

My hair? [She looks at it, then pushes a few of the curls over her shoulder with a happy smile.] Do you really think so?

[voice]

[alabastajewel]

Oh, yes. Does it twist like that naturally?

[As Vivi's preferred hairstyle might suggest, she normally doesn't bother fussing much with her hair, but she thinks the effect looks very nice. She just can't imagine having the patience to curl it every day to get it to look like that.]

[voice]

[hollower]

It does! My hair's naturally very curly and wavy, though I part each segment when I brush it.

[Which is a pain sometimes, yes, with the sheer length and volume of her hair, but Perona doesn't care. She's used to the time and care it takes to keep herself looking good. Shower, brushing her hair, putting it up, braiding the front, her makeup...it really is a chore, but beauty takes time, and Perona almost always dresses to impress.]

[voice]

[alabastajewel]

I see. My hair's a little wavy naturally, but normally I just put it up in a ponytail.

[Pretty low-maintenance. Come to think of it, this might be one of the girliest conversations she's ever had.]

[voice]

[hollower]

Do you ever style it? You'd look good with a few braids or a bun...or a mix of the two! Aah, you should let me do something with it sometime, once I get settled in again!

[Oh,absolutely girly, but Perona's eating it up. She hasn't gotten to talk to a female about things like hair and clothes and make-up in two years--no, longer! Even on Thriller Bark she had no one to talk with about her girly needs and problems. She just complained to her zombies or Cindry...who didn't really...say much on the subjects.]

[voice]

[alabastajewel]

Ah... [Vivi's hands go unconsciously up to touch her hair, and she looks a little sheepish.] There are times when some of the ladies at the palace fix it up when I have to look especially nice, but I don't usually do much with it myself. [Even when she wears it down, she isn't in the habit of doing much more than pulling some of it back in a barrette.]

[She perks up a little when Perona suggests letting her try something with it. That might be fun, maybe.] Oh, if you'd like; certainly! You're welcome to come over any time. [...consequently, she still doesn't really know how Perona knows the rest of the crew. >.>]