[Private] Meeting at the fantasy park

[fallingfloweret]

The space around Acacia filled with noise. The mumble of business tore her concentration. Her blue-green eyes blinked to adjust to her new surroundings in a panic. There were people all around her, but no one seemed to care that she had appeared out of nowhere. As thankful as she was for that, Acacia still felt tense. Where was her friend? The door had closed already. Did that mean she was alone? Had she escaped?

More questions bounced around in her mind as she began to explore her new surroundings. As she emerged from between two buildings, the young girl took a quick glance down the path. This place seemed normal enough... for some type of an amusement park. Without warning, she heard the all-too familiar sound of a portal opening from behind her. Not waiting to see if whoever stepped through was friend or foe, Acacia began quick steps down the street past all the windows full of colorful displays.

A quick glance behind herself, where she came from, rewards her by bumping into someone in front.

"Ah! I-I'm sorry."

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[fallingfloweret]

First came a snort only to be followed by laughter. The sight of the blond tumbleweed of curls on Alar's masculine face was more than Acacia could handle. The only thing that helped her calm down was the new distraction of a wig being placed upon her own head. She allowed her guide to fix to her head.

A smile spread across her face as she peered at herself in the mirror. However, that quickly turned into giggles when she looked up at Alar's reflection.

"I like mine, but you-" Acacia covered her mouth to keep from laughing once more, "Let's get you something better."

Taking a step to the side, Acacia turned around, away from the wigs, and looked through a bin of hats nearby. Her fingers run over a few velvet hats before she chooses a blue fedora of sorts and presents it to Alar.

"Try this on instead. I think you're much better suited for this than that hairball of a wig."