[Gift] Lost in the Maize

Warm drinks and a fun adventure we're exactly the kind of thing Hela loved to join in on. A lively atmosphere with buns potentially getting drunk and letting loose were where she often cornered potential future… ‘investors’. It was no different when she saw advertisements for the corn maze, an immediate idea popping into her head as she made the decision to pop by. What could go wrong? All she had to do was explore the maze for a while with some rich bun and she'd come out with some more carats to pay off what she owed. Easy as.

She made her way to the farm it was located at, slipping into the crowd and looking around. She hadn't seen anyone she recognized yet, good for her for the most part as it meant no one could ruin her prospects. Hopefully. 

Hela hadn't seen any major influential buns yet either, sure these people probably had some money but she wasn't here to ask for just anyone's money. Into the maze she'd go then, hopefully stumbling across some poor soul. It wouldn't take her too long at least. 

She passed by a few buns she'd recognized, Pyxis from one of the local flower shops… a red bun she knew from the church but wasn't sure of his name. She'd been too distracted though in her search for a rich bun that she hadn't noticed herself quickly getting lost in the turns and curves of the maze.

“Ah, fuck.” Hela mumbled, stopping at a dead end she's sure she's gone into at least three times already.

“You uh… lost too?” A voice behind Hela pipes up, startling her for a second before she quickly swivels around. 

A tall bun stood before her, not that it was hard to be taller than her, bright blue hair and a small group of spirits surrounding him.

“Man, I've been looking for the cook out I was told would be here but..” He looks around for a moment, hands on his hips as he does, “Can't seem to find shit around here. I'm also ninety percent sure I've run into the same corners at least five times now.” He sighs, shaking his head before letting Hela finally get a word in.

“Cook out?” Hela manages, really the only thing she could think to say at the moment. “You know this is like a festive thing right? Corn maze, picking out pumpkins and like… hay rides?” She raises an eyebrow at him.

“What? No. There's a cook out, they said there was one!” He reassures her, confident in his statement. “I promise you.” 

“You know what… yeah, actually I remember that now… uh?” Hela looks at him expectantly for a moment, holding a hand out to him to shake.

“Roman.” He smiles brightly, taking her hand and shaking it a bit before letting her continue.

“Roman… well yeah anyways, look I'm actually not lost.” Hela nods confidently, placing a hand on her hip before starting to walk past him a bit. “I'm just short of some money, gotta pay for my serving, right?” She turns back towards him as he walks towards her and begins to follow.

Clearly if she wasn't lost then he'd be able to follow her along. It made plenty of sense to him. “Oh, we've gotta pay for a serving?” Roman mumbles to himself some, “That's a lot of money…” He pauses, thinking just how many plates he was ready to take. “Well, I mean, how much are you short?”

Hela's eyes light up brighter, “Only about 20 carats,” She quickly adds a sigh onto her statement, turning away again to lead him through the maze. “Guess I'll just head out then, no point in navigating to the end.” She shrugs, reaching out to the stalks of corn and brushing her hands past each one as she slowly makes her way towards a path. Hela has no idea what way she's going, just that he doesn't know either and that's what mattered. If she could squeeze a few carats from him…she'd consider her mission successful enough to buy a quick drink once she managed her way out.

As she walks off slowly, Roman reaches towards her and places a hand on her shoulder, “Aw hey, that's not that much. I could easily pay if you just lead me to the food!” He smiles again, a bit hopeful she'll take the offer. She wanted to go anyways so why wouldn't she?

Hela turns, an innocent smile on her face, “Would you really not mind? I'll happily take you!” She nods, “Besides, wouldn't want you to go hungry.” She teases, adding lightness back into her voice and lightly tapping him in the stomach with her hand. 

The quickness in her mood change clearly told Roman just what she was after but… at this point he didn't really mind. He just wanted out of the maze and to have some good food. “So, which way?” He looks around the area that they're in as he reaches into his pocket, it looked very familiar to where he'd been at least ten times already. He hands her the carats and as soon as her fists close on them and she places them in her own, he gets his answer.

“No idea. I was just going to cut through the maze.”