kaisou | Intro Log!

WHO: Mirabel and you!
WHERE: The Labyrinth, and then the city
WHEN: Jan. 19th
WHAT: Mirabel is here!
WARNINGS: Sad girl alert

[Labyrinth]

[Mirabel felt like she was in a dream.

Maybe it was a dream - she remembers posing for a family photo, and while she was still in her house something felt... wrong about it. Her biggest clue was the glowing doors in her path, none of them with names or faces attached to them.]

Casita...?

[The house doesn't answer her like it usually does. None of her family was in sight either. With a lot of hesitancy, she tries to open one of the doors.

And just like when she was little, the door fades into a solid wall before her eyes. Oh so... we're doing this again. Mirabel might have learned that she doesn't need a Gift to be accepted by her family, but there's still something... very painful about watching that glowing door fade.

She manages to open the next door, but it doesn't have her name on it - or anyone's name on it for that matter. It just leads to a room with more doors. This... isn't Casita. It's all wrong.]

Hello...? Is anyone here?

[The City]

[At some point, whether someone helps her or she gets out on her own, Mirabel finds her way to the city. It's completely unfamiliar territory, and she doesn't even know where to go or where she is. She tries to wave over the first person she sees - maybe they can tell her how to get home?
It's also freezing here. She wraps her arms around herself as she talks.]

Hola! Can you tell me where I am? Are we far from Colombia?

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[She does look cold, and despite Amal looking like he should also be cold, he begins to unbutton his coat.]

Casita? [He tries to match her pronunciation, and he isn't too far off.] Oh, do you mean—you were in a maze, right?

[He slips his arms out of the coat and holds it out. It's oversized and insulated, and it smells a little like incense.]

Here. You need this more than me.

[The irony of saying this while he's dressed in a bellydancer outfit is not lost on him.]

I'm staying not far from here. Why don't we get out of the cold?

Yeah, I was in a maze! It looked like Casita - our house - but it was all wrong.

[She takes the offered coat. It's pretty warm, and she stops shivering as badly.]

Thanks, but... won't you be cold?

Sounds similar to what I experienced, though it wasn't my house that I got lost in, but something like a city.

[He grins fangishly.]

I've definitely been in colder places than this. Besides, it's only for a little while. [He gestures for her to follow.] I'm Amal, by the way—I got here a few months ago.

I didn't think I was ever going to get out.

[Thankfully her uncle was there and they figured it out. Otherwise she wouldn't be here.]

I'm Mirabel. Mirabel Madrigal.

It couldn't have been easy. But you're beyond all that now, so it'll get easier. Hopefully.

[He smiles a little, trying to be reassuring. She doesn't look like she could be much older than Alphinaud and Alisaie, and it makes him miss home.]

Nice to meet you, Mirabel. What's Colombia like? Is it really warm? I noticed you're like me—not a big fan of boots.

[They appear to be heading toward a decent residential neighborhood, more apartments than houses.]

It's really warm, and beautiful. I've never ventured out beyond the Encanto, but it's a gorgeous place.

I'd like to get back to it. I'm not used to being this far away from my family.

My home is the same way. It's this tropical island... and yet it's so diverse for its size. Palm trees as tall and broad as buildings, stone murals in every color, rich food you can smell for yalms... This town is so gray in comparison.

[They finally reach the door, and he pulls a key from his pocket with unusual deftness. Inside, the apartment is modern-ish and relatively spacious, with pops of art on the walls and some curiously shaped statues holding up glass tables. It's nice and toasty in here.]

The guy I'm staying with is gone right now, so you'll have to meet him later. 'Til then, make yourself at home!

[There's a huge fluffy blanket on the sofa, which he grabs and offers to Mirabel.]

Are you hungry, petal?

There's these huge mountains back home, they keep us safe... it sounds like your home is really nice too.

[And she enters the apartments, feeling instantly warmer. She takes the offered blanket, and it feels so nice as she wraps it around herself. She's not built for this kind of weather.

Amal's really sweet. All this hospitality makes her feel a bit shy - which is kind of unlike her, but she can't help it.]

Well, I haven't eaten since I left that maze...

It is. I miss it sometimes, but I've also gotten to see other worlds, so I suppose I can't complain about the circumstances.

[He doesn't elaborate on the circumstances.]

Are you okay with a little spice? We have some leftover curry I can heat up for you. The bread's fresh, too.

Oh, I'm fine with spice! I don't think I've had curry before?

... You said you've seen other worlds?

I bet you'll like it. It's got way more flavor than the usual food around here.

[He makes a casual "mm-hmm" noise as he half-disappears behind the fridge door. He finds what he wants and grabs a couple of dishes, trying to be quiet enough about it that he can still hear Mirabel.]

I have. Though, the situation is a little complicated... My world, Hydaelyn, has several reflections, like facets in a jewel. A long time ago they used to all be one world. So when you travel from one to another, it's not some notable journey across the universe, but stepping through a curtain.

The world we're on right now, Earth? It isn't related to mine at all. That's what I don't understand... and I suppose that's what puts us at Zodiac's mercy while they figure this out.

I'm sure I will...

[She's not a picky eater, though she wonders if it'll taste anything like what her mom usually makes for dinner.]

Your world is... split up? Into pieces?

[She tries to visualize it, but she can't.]

I don't know if this place is connected to any of the places we come from. I mean, if we're all from other worlds? And we all ended up here? That's what I'm not understanding.

The world looks normal to the people who live in it. When I went to one of the other reflections, it was so... strange. The geography was kind of similar to a place I knew, but the plants were a weird color, and the people and buildings were entirely different. It's like the difference between going to a city you're familiar with, and visiting the version someone made up in a fairy tale. Familiar and yet not familiar at all.

[That is the hum of the microwave.]

Right. I don't think it bears any connection to our homes at all, which begs the question of... how? I think that answer will be key to finding our way back.

[He gives a great sigh.]

Unfortunately, I'm not much of an expert when it comes to weird magical stuff. It'll take greater minds than mine to unravel this particular mystery. In the meantime, I'm just helping out where I can.

Wow... that sounds amazing. I wish I could see it for myself.

[Mirabel's head turns at the sound of the microwave - there's no microwaves back home, and she's a little curious about the sound.]

Well, my whole family is magical but I'm not even sure if they could figure this one out. I think this is out of all of our leagues.

I miss it, truth be told, but I think I miss my friends more.

[He notices her sudden interest in the sound, and flashes her a knowing grin around the corner.]

Yeah, we're all in this together. Hey, want to see the firebox machine? You put things in it, and it heats the food up faster than a pot on a stove.

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