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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[diel]

[ yoru doesn't want to be a part of his family anyway, he seems like a guy that will sleep thru family dinner ]

[diel]

[ the girlies were so talking about him ]

She... didn't really seem to know why, even though I think she knows she's important to you - for those other reasons? But the friend part...

[diel]

[ ? ]

You don't like the rain...?

[ weird! the rain is so soothing and bleak. as for his other question, yoru's reply is immediate. ]

Of course. And I will - because I have people waiting for me. Um. What about you?

[diel]

[ he considers this for a moment. and then nods. ]

Sure, I'll give you those.

[antemeridian]

Well, it is not so much ... I can't feel it either, I'm afraid. But I know that it has to be there, even if inaccessible, for several reasons.

[ Her mouth presses thin for a moment. ]

I am afraid you will simply have to take me at my word. I cannot elaborate on the details at this point. But yes, if they mean to separate us so thoroughly from a significant part of ourselves, it can mean nothing good.

[siffriend]

[ (Whoa!!!!!!!!! He believed you. It's really like being back in a new town.) ]

I think flower clips would suit you.

[ As part of their... sense of style... advice. ]

[snakeblood]

[ wow, they have no family dinners to sleep through. ]

[diel]

Oh...

[ he touches the side of his fringe covering his eye. ]

Because of this? Ah, it's - I have a scar here, so that's why...

[diel]

[ yoonhee is uninvited from this family that he was never invited to in the first place ]

[snakeblood]

[ Wow, good. More time to sleep. ]

[dumbface]

[ too intense, man... chu wenshan's getting the impulsive to whap sousuke with the pillow again, but by some miracle he doesn't. progress...?? but he does drop the pillow and cross his arms under sousuke.

who apparently is still straddling him. ]

I fought a kidnapper who turned out to be a poisoner, and I ate her cooking.

[ this makes sense ]

[spotsalone]

[ That does get a hint of surprise out of Hickey. ]

That's respectable. And what sorts of things are you trying to do when people get in your way?

[spotsalone]

The sorts of people who like rain tend to be the sorts of people who aren't stuck out in it.

[ His reply isn't a quick as Yoru's, though. He smiles, but his eyes drop briefly. ]

And the sorts of people eager to get home likely have a home worth returning to. Not me, I'm afraid. Truthfully, I'd been on my way to start fresh when I was caught up in all this.

[spotsalone]

[ He chuckles. ]

Indeed. You'd think a girls' school would have more security. Perhaps something otherworldly, then?

[ He's not willing to rule anything out these days. ]

[diel]

[ whoa the hand on his back. this guy is so… touchy-feely, but in such a quick and casual way. it makes yoru question if he should even feel weird about it?? like, did it happen at all? maybe he imagined it?

who would even touch him… ]

O-okay.

[ oh, they’ll have to walk side by side, won’t they… he’d feel better if cain took the lead and he just followed…

as they’re walking, he nervously eyes the architecture. it’s so ornate… ]

Why did you say west earlier?

[allrounder]

Do let me know if you find anything of interest.

[ He'll be occupying the library too, but Urianger is talented at sniffing things out. ]

[allrounder]

In an ideal world, that would be how we all conduct ourselves.

[ Kindness just to make someone else's day and nothing more. The sentiment reminds him of somewhere far, far away. ]

I hope that you have more experiences of that sort, here and when you return home.

[allrounder]

Mayhap I will make you a common meal where I hail from, simply to show you that hot sauce cannot save all.

[ Some things are just that terrible. ]

[allrounder]

Countermeasures?

[ His eyebrows furrow. Please don't mind him looking a little bit concerned. ]

Against our kidnapper, I hope.

[diel]

[ he likes the rain because he always feels clean after. there are less people out. you could cry in the rain without the need to hide anything.

but he will reflect on hickey’s point because he isn’t wrong, maybe. he hasn’t been stuck in the rain since he was a child. would he like it as much if home hadn’t felt like it’s own flood? ]

… Then… this is like part of your fresh start, isn’t it? You’re alive, you have food, and hopefully you enjoy your bath.

[ not as good as having a new family and he still feels a little bad for hickey, but maybe he will find one soon. ]

[coldseep]

( Ah...

Just for a moment - a moment - Hwlryn's demeanor flickers. For a moment, he just seems a little wry - a little sad. But he seems to catch himself, and put himself back together. )

... I'd like that. ( An earnest wish. ) But... I also look forward to getting to know everyone here. I'll return the sentiment to you - I hope your time here, and your time when you return, is full of kindness.

[antline]

No, I don't speak shark. He doesn't speak my language either. But I understand he was just trying to defend his territory.

[sometimes you just have good #empathy]

[distain]

[Him, too? Is she truly the only one here who has never believed in magic or any other silly such thing? (If magic existed, then the world, she's sure, would be a much better place.)]

I did wonder if I'd died and fallen straight to Hell.

[He may get the impression, since she mentioned the priests and damnation in such short order, that she's particularly pious instead of just following rules she barely even cares about. Ah, well.]

it does f my icons

[calamitish]

Are you mad? [ waving a hand. ]

I have a more personal space, but it isn't connected to this castle.

[arbalestrier]

[As superfluous as it is, the knife twirl still indicates enough familiarity with such a weapon that confirms that being cautious was the correct choice. As Blade advances, Sousuke holds his ground for now; he's not going to just stand there as Blade gets right in his face, but there's no benefit to backing himself up against a wall if they're going to fight.]

Trust? If that's what you think, you're the one being naïve.

[He doesn't point the gun at Blade, but he does watch carefully for any movements.]