[Closed] In which everyone but Rapunzel has a tail.

[healingincantation]

Who: Rapunzel, Dust, Dewey, and Kuja
What: They're Lost!
Where: Anastara
When: July, some point after the bodyswap event.
Warning: None anticipated, will update if needed.


She hadn't been able to figure out what the event that day in Anastara was, but it was sure making traveling through difficult. She'd just wanted to pick up some new school supplies; replenish her stock after midterms, and had headed out with a few friends to do just that...

And now she just wished she'd bought a map, although she imagined she'd have needed a highly detailed one to navigate these narrow, winding alleys. She'd thought about unbraiding her hair to and using it to keep track of where they'd been, but she was hoping it wouldn't come to that.

But she did, at least, have to draw attention to problem at hand, so they could set to solving it. She turned to her nearest companion with a sheepish smile.

"I think we're lost, unless you know where we are?"

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[healingincantation]

"Oh, well..." Rapunzel began with uncertainty. "There was some magic. But it wasn't a very common thing, at all."

[mithrarin]

"Not like here." All right, Dust understood that. Falana had its wonders, but Dust knew he'd encountered more than his fair share of them. "Aside from maybe you."

He meant her hair, of course!

[healingincantation]

"I... What was that?" Rapunzel asked, looking at Dust with clear confusion and surprise. Her time in Verens, and here in Anastara, had helped improve her self-esteem, sure. But after eighteen years of being put down in a passive way, it was hard to break free of certain patterns - like thinking that there was nothing remarkable about her at all.

[mithrarin]

"I don't think humans can ordinarily grow hair like yours?" he said, motioning to the braid.

[healingincantation]

"Oh. Right, well..." She paused, trying to hide her discomfort, because normal-haired people didn't get uncomfortable talking about their normal hair. "I think they can, they just... Usually don't."

[mithrarin]

She was hiding something, he was pretty sure anyway, and honestly he was a little hurt. He'd been open with her about, well, everything.

"I guess they don't," he said, and then changed the subject quickly. "You recognize anything yet?"