Open RP: Pudding-tastic

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

Okay! Utena had been sorted into Gryffindor by a big anthropomorphic hat, after talking to a green alien who looked pretty in pink. And being told that she could hang out with a talking fish. Weirdly, she wasn't particularly bothered or weirded out by any of this. No, she was a girl on a mission right now. The big hat had said she could stay if she made it chocolate pudding, and so chocolate pudding she would make.

...The only problem was, she had no idea where to find pudding mix, or milk, or bowls, or... well, the kitchen for that matter.

She stepped out into the hall and looked in either direction, stretching her arms out, lips pursed as she thought. "Hmmmmm... better flip a coin or something." She fished in her jacket pockets, but couldn't find anything, not one red yen. In fact, she didn't really have anything on her, except the rose signet.

Sighing, she pulled it off her finger and tossed it up into the air, intending to take whichever direction it pointed in. She was more than a little surprised when it landed on its edge and began to roll! "Oh no!" she ran after the rolling little piece of silver, crying out. "Come back!"

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[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

"Yeah... I'm sure I will." She brightened slightly. "Anyway, Ron and the Hat both said the professors and the doctors here might be able to help me with my memories. I was actually going to head over to the hospital wing... well, try to find the hospital wing... but first I need to find the kitchen!" She wrinkled her nose. "Umm... do you know where it is?"

[oth-peyton.livejournal.com]

'Maybe you're not supposed to remember. Like, usually there's a reason for this sort of stuff...' she shrugs. 'Maybe I'm just being totally stupid. But, I can't remember this one night, and I'm glad, 'cause I got drugged and almost raped. And I wouldn't try and get my memory back from that.'

She looked around for the kitchens, 'But I've actually never been to the kitchens... Have you asked a house elf?'

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

Utena's eyes widened. "That's terrible! I wouldn't want to remember that, either." Her eyes darkening, she scowled. "I hope whoever did that to you got what was coming to them."

[oth-peyton.livejournal.com]

'Yeah, I know. Then another guy shot me. Then this one guy broke up my friends' marriage, and then that same guy raped my best friend. And people wonder why I hate guys so much.'

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

"Whoa... that's really intense." Utena didn't have anything to compare to that! (If only she knew...) "You seem to be in really good shape for all that... I'm impressed." She blinked owlishly. "I don't think I could be so cheerful if all that had happened to me."

[oth-peyton.livejournal.com]

'Well, I have this friend - Brooke; the one I was telling you about. You see, she's kept me sane, been there for me. Even when I was young and pulling the heads of my dolls, she'd take them and do there hair up. And it would make me laugh. She's my skipping stone. But she's sad now, so I'm annoyed, you know? But I guess it's made me all grow up. And it means I have lots to draw too.'

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

"Well, it's nice that you have a friend like that, anyway..." Cocking her head to the side thoughtfully, Utena began to stroll down the hallway, arms behind her back. She assumed Peyton would follow. "I've never really had anyone like that in my life." Turning back to look at her, she smiled. "Do you really draw? Are you an artist, I mean?"

[oth-peyton.livejournal.com]

'Everyone should have that friend. Hey, who knows, you might find him or her here!

And yeah, I guess I am an artist. At least I hope so.'

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

"Wow, seriously? You must be really good!" She brightened up, turning around to face Peyton, walking backwards. "I mean, drawing is pretty hard."

[oth-peyton.livejournal.com]

She blushed, 'It's my release. I... I live through it.' She followed her, 'Um, where are you going?'

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

Utena looked around and shrugged, laughing. She brought her arms up behind her head, continuing to walk backwards. "I'm not really sure. I'm hoping maybe if I go this way I'll bump into the kitchens, or someone who knows where they are!"

[oth-peyton.livejournal.com]

'So you're walking backwards... Huh. Does that usually work or something?' She giggled with Utena.

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

She looked confused. "Well, it's hard to talk if I'm ahead of you..." Frowning a bit, she turned back around, puzzled.

[oth-peyton.livejournal.com]

'Oh, so you're just talking to see my face. I thought it was some... crazy finding ritual. You know? 'Cause that would be pretty awesome!'