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[needsaprince]

Who| Lottie, and Some, Jay (&Neffa?) and eventually Shepard!
What| Lottie meeting up with her people, and running into Shepard late down the line.
Where| Candy arena
When| A bit after the cornucopia
Warnings/Notes| None atm. The thread is started within for Shepard!

This was disgusting.

Once, when she had been very young, Lottie had fallen into the Bayou. She was scooped out incredibly quickly, but she smell and the feel of it had clung to her, and it was the most disgusting thing she could think of.

She would glad go for a swim in the bayou right now. The sun made everything soft and stick. her costumes didn't help, glad to gather a stick residue. She had already ditched the wig and stockings, thought the later were tied around her waist just in case.

Tired, and not really caring if she made a very obvious target, Lottie dragged herself to a shaded rocky outcropping, and did her best to find the least stick place to rest.

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[gruesome]

There was no way for Some to trace anyone's scents out here. He'd actually been just heading for the shade when he spotted Lottie, and sped up, though grief still made him slow. His costume was garish; his fur was all bleached into bone-white stripes, and the tunic he wore was bright, reflective silver, with a hood hanging down his back, and a zebra's neck and head stretching up his chest and along an upper arm.

When he was near, he waved, and slunk into the shade to all but collapse to the ground beside her.

FOR SHEPARD

[needsaprince]

Now she had some companionship, and with it, some food and water, Lottie was feeling much better about things.

Picking out a small selection for lunch, she ducked out of their hiding spot, going to find a tree to tuck herself under to eat. It was, she had found, the least stick and disgusting combination in the arena.

Oh, and was she ready to dig in. She had, perhaps, grabbed a bit more food than she should have.

[amourtician]

Jay approaches Lottie very carefully, not entirely sure that she's who he thinks she is. The costumes are confusing. Once he's positive it's just Lottie, he quickens his pace and even dares to wave at her. It occurs to him that he might be attracting someone else's attention just a second too late and he swears under his breath, before hitching a smile back up.

"Lottie! Lottie, darling! Are you quite all right there?"