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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[snakeblood]

[ Yes, in which he'd definitely be angry enough to try to kill him, so thankfully this isn't the case!

He's being thanked though? Why? He does step back a bit. ]

It's only natural I'd notice something like that. I'm the head of the House of Serpents, after all.

[uiscebeatha]

[ There's a weird, tense look on Cain's face—he's somewhere between gawking that a House of Serpents is real (why?!), but also delighted by how cool that is and how much cooler this guy is because of it.

He doesn't know what it means, but. ]

Forgive my disrespect, my lord. I just...really don't like snakes. [ There's a joke in his tone but the way he salutes is precise, like he's done it a lot. His grin widens. ] Does that make you nobility, or something?

[snakeblood]

[ ???? ]

What year is it that you think means nobility? [ Because damn, that'd make shit easier if they were more respected, instead of trying to hustle doing all sorts of side businesses. Ialsodon'thaveayeartogivebackthough ] I also don't care about disrespect, it was just funny to me personally.

[ If anything, he's the disrespectful one, but he's not thinking about that either. ]

[uiscebeatha]

[ Help what is UP with this guy

Cain pauses for a moment as he stares at Yoonhee...

And then he bursts out laughing; it really echoes in this hall. ]

You're not actually the head of a household? Phew, I thought I was gonna have to be stuffy with you! Thank go— Oh right, no touching.

[ He was || this close to clapping Yoonhee on the shoulder. Aren't you glad he stopped himself...

Cain takes a step back and bows regardless. ]

You may not have nobility where you come from, but I am a knight, and I do serve royalty. My normal might seem a little weird to you.

[ When he's standing up straight, he's smiling like >:D ]

I'm Cain.

[snakeblood]

Yeah. I am. Of my household. Not whatever idea of your noble household stuff. A mystic household.

[ He doesn't like things not being clearly laid out, so he's correcting. And he notices the motion and takes several steps back, looking mistrustful. Cain, you aren't to be trusted. ]

Oh. A westerner. [ That's just another description. He doesn't give his name back... ]

[uiscebeatha]

[ Is it the red hair? Cain laughs again. ]

You're funny. I'm actually Central, but don't worry about it.

[ Standing at ease— ]

Then do you have a name, Head of the House of Snakes?

[snakeblood]

[ It's the name, since he's blond and he's not a westerner... anime ass colors... ]

What's the difference? [ It's still west to him! ]

Goh Yoonhee. It's right over there.

[ Sorry, he's just like this. Yoonhee's not sorry, it's me personally. ]

[uiscebeatha]

[ The difference is that he's not a hedonistic asshole but he can explain these things to Yoonhee later (luckily for literally every one here, there are no Westerners present (sorry Chloe)).

Cain glances aside and sees what he means. Oh! There he is. ]

Goh! That's a cool name. It's good to meet you. Sorry for not liking snakes and running into you and stuff.

[snakeblood]

[ Unfortunately, Yoonhee's a different kind of asshole....

This kind of friendly talk is.... eerily familiar to him. ] Has anyone told you, you sound insincere?

[uiscebeatha]

Not really. [ It's not something he's really thought about and the question doesn't really bother him, either. There's a calm smile on his face as he answers neutrally.

However— ]

There's one guy who's been trying to get under my skin by calling me things like that. I really hated him at first, but... [ He shrugs. ] I think we're friends now.

[snakeblood]

[[ No worries!! ]]

Maybe you got under his skin instead. [ This friendliness certainly makes his skin crawl. He's jaded from types like this. They usually want something from you. Or lying bastards. ]

[uiscebeatha]

Nah...

[ Thinking... Many a time has he gone ugh and vanished in a puff of smoke, but he keeps coming back. Always to try and annoy him or break him or—

But when his wandering gaze finds Yoonhee again, the implication. He tilts his head, surprised and confused. ]

Wait, are you telling me I'm annoying you?

[snakeblood]

Everyone annoys me, you're not special. [ Really, humans are all the same. Full of themselves. ]

[uiscebeatha]

[ that means cain's special because he's not human right,

Cain bursts out laughing. He lifts a hand, like he's about to smack Yoonhee on the shoulder again, but he successfully resists the urge. He does look pretty silly doing it, though. ]

Oh, okay! Good, then. [ He will stop laughing eventually and stop filling this echo-y hall with his loud-ass voice. ] I think we'll get along just fine, then.

[snakeblood]

[ ... He saw that hand. Where's your boundaries man, do you touch all the strangers? ]

If by "getting along" you mean, I won't kill you if you keep your hands to yourself, sure.

[uiscebeatha]

[ He does!! ]

You got yourself a deal. [ He pauses, and then laughs again to himself. ]

I was gonna say we shake on it, but that's also touching. You gotta forgive me if I slip up, but I'll do my best!

[snakeblood]

I don't have to do anything, you're the one who shouldn't slip up.

[ You can't tell him what to do! ]

[uiscebeatha]

It's just a saying! [ He's not particularly fussed about Yoonhee's forgiveness, specifically. ] But yeah, you're right. It'll be interesting. Never had a friend I couldn't touch before!

[ haha... haha... ]

[snakeblood]

[ When did he agree to that? He didn't! ]

We're not friends.

[uiscebeatha]

Not yet, maybe!

[ assigned friend at cain. ]

[snakeblood]

Tough luck.

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