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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Bread

[oncefallen]

[Vanis watches her eat for a few moments, silent. This is certainly a human behavior he's never seen before... he knows crying, of course, but he also knows that humans don't tend to cry while eating, and from the way she's shoving the food into her mouth, it doesn't seem as though she dislikes what she's consuming.

How very strange.]

Shall I get you a glass of water?

[safetycheck]

[ Water? Oh, that sounds so nice right about now for a myriad of reasons. She looks up from her fervent chewing and gives him a little nod. ]

I...would like one, yes.

[oncefallen]

Wait just a moment, please.

[Snagging one of the spare glasses from a unused place setting at the table, he gives her a smile before disappearing into the kitchen to go fill it up.

When he returns, he sets the now-full glass down on the table beside her with a slight nod of his head.]

Here. I hope you don't mind that it isn't particularly cold, but this was all I was able to find on hand.

[He's learned that humans tend to prefer their water cold when they can get it that way!]

[safetycheck]

[ The cup is taken with care, and there's a brief moment in which she looks surprised he even made good on his word, but she's holding it like it's something precious before she takes a big gulp. ]

Thank you. It's what I needed.

[ And she means it, with how she speaks sincerely. ]

[oncefallen]

Forgive me for asking, but are you all right?

[Between the crying earlier and the genuine gratitude now combined with the way she just gulped that water, he's fairly certain the answer is going to be "no."

Is she upset over having been brought here? Certainly that would make sense, but somehow he's getting the feeling there's something more to it than just that.]