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He's been living in a pure illusion, you guys.

Player Name: Emily
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Character Name: Flynn Rider/Eugene Fitzherbert
Character Fandom: Tangled

[Flynn Rider, the dashing, debonair gentleman thief, the criminal with the heart of gold who always gets the girl, has a couple of problems:

First, he's dead. He died in the best way possible, though, which makes his wounded pride feel a bit better about the whole affair. Even with a knife in his side, he'd still managed to defeat the evil witch and save Rapunzel before expiring heroically in her arms. Flynnigan Rider himself couldn't have done it better if he'd tried.

Second, he has wings. Eugene can't help stealing a look behind him. They're tiny little things, utterly useless, but considering that he only has two ideas of what heaven is like and one of them involves fat, naked babies with harps, it makes a weird kind of sense.

Third, it's raining. And kind of cold.]

Voice: So...do we get shirts in heaven or is that not a thing here?

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[ It was him. It was him, and he knew who she was and everything -

She practically falls out of her chair. ]

EUGENE! Yes - yes! I'm fine! More than fine - where are you? I-I can come find you!

[ ... ]

And bring you... a shirt?

[For right now, just the sound of her voice (even if it's coming from a book but he's starting to compartmentalize the weirdness into small, manageable chunks) is comfort enough. He'll confront the whole "dead" thing later, after she finds him and he sees for himself that she really is all right.]

Well, it's...wet. And there are trees. And is the wing thing new? Because I've got to say, it's not my best look.

...A shirt would be great. Thank you.

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[ THAT IS

...not terribly descriptive. Luceti has many trees. Well, she's heading out the door with journal in hand, anyway, en route to the clothing shop first. She doesn't exactly have anything on hand that would fit him.

And yes, she is still barefoot. ]

Oh - what color are yours? The wings, I mean! [ THIS IS AN IMPORTANT QUESTION. ]

Blue. Uh, why?

[The exact blue of his jerkin, as a matter of fact. That hasn't quite dawned on him yet, but it will when he's not sitting in an unfamiliar forest, half naked and soaking wet and waiting for the girl of his (new) dreams to come rescue him. Totally suave master of the criminal underworld right here, folks.]

So...taking a leap here, but I'm guessing we're not in the Kingdom anymore.

Blue! [ Blue. That sounds perfect for him. ] That's wonderful!

[ Aaand she's now skipping to the shop. ]

That's right. This is a place called Luceti.

How so? They're wings. Do you have wings?

[He can tell you're skipping, Blondie, because of they way your voice bounces. It makes him smile.]

And we're here because...

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I do! They're light blue!

[ Isn't that just great? ]

We're here because we're kidnapped! [ Oookay, that sounded way too cheery. ] Um...but it's not all that bad, really! Do you see buildings anywhere nearby?

You seem a little too happy about that, Blondie.

A few. Looks like a bunch of houses up ahead.

[It's raining even harder now, but at least he can't get any wetter than he already is. He can dimly make out what looks like a village and makes his way towards that.]

Good! Good. Excellent. Head that way. Hopefully I'll meet you halfway.

[He almost doesn't recognize her without the hair; he'd only gotten a couple of minutes to get used to it being short and brown before lights out. But here she is. His new dream.]

Rapunzel!

[He runs up to her and twirls her around. There had been something he'd wanted to say, before he died, but hadn't been able to.

So he'll say it now.]

Have I ever told you I have a thing for brunettes?

[ Her stomach does a flip when she sees him and he lifts her up in the air. Gosh, it's been so long since she's seen him, and now that he's here...

Well, there would be a lot to figure out later. But for now, she hugs him around his shoulders. ]

You do? [ Her heart races a little. ] Eugene...it's so good to see you.

Oh yeah. Definitely got a thing for the brown hair. Not that I didn't like you as a blonde or anything, but it's a good look.

[He runs his fingers through her now much-shorter hair for emphasis.]

It was you, right? You brought me back?

[ She grins, blushing slightly - before her look gives way to one of confusion. ]

Brought you back? What do you mean?

[ To Luceti? He had been here before, but not since she had been. But he hadn't seemed to remember this place. ]

To...

[He trails off. He's not quite ready to come to terms with what happened. He waves vaguely at his still-shirtless side, where the wound had been.]

I mean, you healed me, right?

[ She seems to realize then that oh, right, no shirt and she holds out the shirt she brought for him, blinking in slight embarrassment, even as her confusion persisted. ]

No, I...I never...

[ Then a terrible realization dawned on her. What if they weren't from the same point in time? She knew that happened around here, even if it had never happened to her. ]

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