DAY 3

[boushi]

[so you've got one item down... just seven more to go?]

(ooc: sections
MINGLING | COW AS WHITE AS MILK | SHOE AS PURE AS GLASS | HAIR AS BRIGHT AS FIRE | DRESS AS SMALL AS A FAIRY)

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The Prince

[tyingknots]

[As fairytales are won't to do, the blonde prince in search of his wayward princess is in the exact opposite location of her (and he repeatedly is moving away from her as she moves), looking rather lost as he wanders, mostly outside and periodically sitting down on a bench to sigh and look rather lost in a wistful "I wish I knew where my princess was" sort of way. It's all very dramatic really.]

Now where have you gone my lovely princess?

[kungfuwitch]

[Phoebe knows that sigh. That sigh generally means "I'm so depressed and I need someone to save me." She spins around and sees the oh so forlorn looking prince sitting on the bench.

She walks over with a smile, tilting her head at him.]

Hello. Did you lose someone?

[deterrence]

I think I heard mention of a "princess."

[coming over from the other direction, she looks at Finnick, then Phoebe. Maybe this guy's in the same predicament?

Or something...she still isn't happy to be referred to as a prince, acknowledging it to herself is rather upsetting :(]

[likethetragedy]

[Finnick's missing princess vibe seems to be hitting a vibe with this 'prince' too. Elektra heads over as well. Beneath the indifferent mask she's been keeping this began a little bit of sympathy is shining through.]

Don't tell me someone took your princess too.

[fredless]

[Fred moves up to stand next to Elektra, her gaze flickering over to her friend]

...does Oliver know you're calling him that?

[tyingknots]

[And that's enough to get Finnick to look up at all you ladies. Wow, if he didn't have a princess of his own he may be grinning like a fool right now, however that's not the case right now.

So he just tilts his head before panic sets in. Someone took his princess?!

He's just going to stand up quickly now and stare.]

You mean someone has taken princesses? I haven't seen mine since the ball last night and now, you say they are missing? [Panic, so much panic.]

[kungfuwitch]

[She sits next to him, resting a hand on his shoulder.]

Yes, people... Princesses... have disappeared. We're trying to get them back.

[She pauses. Ball... Oh no. She knows this story. She's LIVED this tale.]

Is your princess named Cinderella, by any chance?

[deterrence]

We can help. [in this case, it's more "overwhelm the problem at hand with sheer force of numbers" ...close enough, right] Please collect yourself. What can you tell us about your princess?

[likethetragedy]

[Elektra glances at Fred.] No, but I'm sure he'll find out after I rescue him.

[That's permission to tell him by the way. Elektra lets the other take the lead on this one.]

[fredless]

[Fred smothers a smile. People are clearly distressed and she doesn't want to add to that. And yes, of course she's worried about Wesley. But Elektra is with hr, and with that follows a sense that everything will work out.


...Princess Oliver]