Mesdames et Messieurs, Voilà, C'est Vous

[lesmodsalouette]

Bievenue

You're wrapped in a soothing, all-encompassing darkness.

Well, perhaps not perfectly all-encompassing -- you can see some slivers of light here and there, just enough to realize that your current space is literally wrapped in something, and that you are a highly customized burrito at the mercy of an entirely too fluffy bed and set of blankets. Moreover: you are definitely not alone.

Depending upon the contents of your bed (two of you, waking up dressed exactly in what you wore last you remember back where each of you came from, in the exact same state as those last moments no matter how illogical or disjointed), it may not be comfortable or feasible to stay cocooned up for much longer. There's a low, muted GONG, GONGG coming from not far away, your bed creaks like a beleaguered ship in an unannounced storm, and it is joined by even more noises of movement beyond the bed canopy as you try to take stock of where you are.

Eventually, you either fall out of bed or drag yourself into this world: your new and strangely crowded personal rooms, the clock insistently sounding out the hour, and the halls and heraldry of the venerable Château Ambregris -- a lavishly decorated and fully furnished version of a more-or-less authentic French castle (assuming you know what France or a castle are).

Left to your own devices for the moment, you may find it helpful to explore the castle for your own purposes, check out the suspicious statues and personalized plaques in the Promenade of Reflexion, or perhaps to try to get to the bottom of the mysterious and frankly alarming amount of bread piled up in front of the place settings in the Banquet Hall. (Were you thinking of escaping? Any attempts to leave the property will be met with no forward progress at all, treadmill style). There's just about every kind of loaf, roll, boule, baguette, croissant or even animal-shaped bread you can think of stacked in baskets. There's absolutely nothing else save for plain bread, but at least you won't starve.

[OOC: Welcome to Château Ambregris, a perfectly normal castle receiving perfectly normal guests. Feel free to ask any questions in discord! The NPC Meet & Greet will be later today, March 8 at 6 PM EST/3 PM PST.]

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[siffriend]

[ This, too, is fun. Kind of like making Bonnie mad. ]

I guess I'm not on much of a roll... I really thought I had that one in the baguette.

[siffriend]

Neither have I. The theaters in Poteria are pretty grand, but they're not like this.

[ So... patterned... and rich. ]

... Maybe it belonged to royalty, or something...

[siffriend]

Do you travel often?

[ As they follow, because that sounds like something a traveler would say. Source: Siffrin. ]

[siffriend]

I haven't met him yet. [ But when he does, oh!!!!!!




The man doesn't appreciate good wordplay. ] Maybe everyone else already left, or they're sleeping in.

[uiscebeatha]

When I get the chance. I dunno if you've been to the City of Honor, but I used to play in the river there and near my house when I was a kid.

[ River SSR Cain appears just for Hwylryn!

He glances at him, taking stock of his twink ass (not literal, he's not looking at his butt). ]

I like keeping in shape. I've gotta be strong to wield a sword, right? I could help beefen you up, if you wanted.

[ Come run laps! ]

[allrounder]

That it is! For example, what if teleporting someone back to their home were to disrupt the balance in some way? The likelihood of that possibility is much greater the larger our number happens to be.

[baebladie]

[ Blade stares at him like he wants to crack his head up against the sidewalk like an egg. ]

You're being deliberately obtuse.

[ Then, he flexes his hand, uprighting himself after the 30th or so attempt, but who is counting? ]

...I'll find some way to get to you. And not even your mask will save you.

[ But, Blade has never been a man for many words, so after that, he will let Witch go, leaving him be at the moment. Maybe because he himself is departing. ]

[allrounder]

In that case... leave the defensive measures to me.

[ He's a Tank, after all! ]

[uiscebeatha]

[ He's woken up among strangers after drunk escapades but that isn't the same, ]

It sounds kind of impossible, but it isn't. Remember my friend I told you about?

[ So it's definitely possible. He just doesn't know how to get back.

Cain leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees. ]

What's this family stuff you keep talking about?

[uiscebeatha]

Not yet, maybe!

[ assigned friend at cain. ]

[allrounder]

I would say that it is a mix of both. They are born into it and they choose it, as dragons have lived there for thousands of years... and would likely be met with some degree of ire elsewhere, as unfortunate as that is.

[allrounder]

Did you not divulge that you have special powers? Granted, they are not listed, but you do possess them.

[ He smiles. ]

That said, 'tis not the special skills one has that makes them noteworthy, but rather how they conduct themselves.

[snakeblood]

Tough luck.

[ Well, Cain will hear in a few days why he's so wary of friendly guys anyway... ]

[allrounder]

[ Bully! He's a bully! ]

G'raha Tia.

[ G'raha moves a bit so that Cain's arm drops off of his shoulder and down by his side instead. ]

I do request that you not use me as an armrest.

[ But he'll shake Cain's hand anyway! ]

[allrounder]

Killing them outright could very well prevent us from returning to our rightful homes.

[ Not that he disagrees with killing them if they're dangerous, though. ]

We need to find out the reason and the method of bringing us here, first and foremost.

[allrounder]

I do, at least as of late! Though I imagine I'll be staying in one location for the next while, given my presence is needed there most.

[ And it looks like they did in fact turn down the correct hallway, because he can see the glass panes of the solarium not too far off. ]

Ah, there it is!

[spotsalone]

I've heard of pistols, of course, but you've lost me at "semi-automatic".

[ But he'll resist the urge to ask a billion questions so Danielle doesn't have to ruin her search history any further. ]

What work did you do with them? I learned to use a rifle at a young age for hunting and the sort, but you don't hunt with a pistol.

[safetycheck]

[ Oh, a guy who takes his studies seriously! ]

What sorts of things do you study, then? That's a rather prestigious title to bestow upon someone.

[spotsalone]

What would be the purpose of bringing us here intentionally?

[diel]

… … … Just because there’s a when doesn’t mean that’s the only option.

[snakeblood]

You're assuming a lot about this situation. He's Sora's client who he's kept alive way longer than he should've been. [ And more, but that's neither here or there. ] We were doing him a favor, bringing up his consciousness back.

[uiscebeatha]

Oh! Sorry.

[ Cain almost says "you're just so short!" But catches himself. Shino would kill him for that, so would this guy. Probably.

Once free from handshake, he makes a gesture with his empty hands to signal his apology. gomen... ]

What'll you eat if the bread's cursed and there's no feast?

[uiscebeatha]

Yeah. [ It's sickening. Cain's starting to have only negative correlations with lavish decor like this. Fucking Westerners!!! ] They took my sword, too...

[ That's the greatest crime here. ]

What suspicions do you have?

[uiscebeatha]

If they're still sleeping, I don't wanna wake them.

[ Cain tilts his head. ]

Was anyone else still in there? Did you see?

[ Maybe they're popping into existence one at a time? ]

[diel]

[ he's talking more about yoonhee's attitude, but there's no point arguing. but somehow, he's settled into an almost easy rhythm with this man. he doesn't like him, but he doesn't hate him. ]

Isn't that natural when I don't have all the details?

[ sora's situation is familiar, but aside from a soft 'oh' he doesn't comment on it much. ]

... You can tell how long someone's supposed to live?