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bellelurette2025-03-07 11:17 pm
lesmodsalouette) wrote in bellelurette2025-03-07 11:17 pm
Mesdames et Messieurs, Voilà, C'est Vous
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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[ yeah, she remembers passing out, but that was still near him. in hindsight, it was to be expected that they would end up together.
but that leaves ayaka feeling only more guilty. ]
If you were dragged into this, then it’s probably my fault. I was lying to you this whole time and now you’re here because of me… wherever here is.
[ because truly, where the hell is this. ]
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Well, if it is your fault, then I'll still take the burden of that fault for you. [ ... ] Besides, if we did get separated, and our connection was somehow severed as it seems to be now, then I wouldn't be able to manifest for long on my own.
[ Maybe he could saddle up with Sigma or some part of Rider's crew, but he'd be severely kneecapped by way of what he could do compared to being with her. And that's not the point he's trying to make anyway. ]
So, this is probably the best-case scenario. In my opinion, at least.
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[ she says with a small smile. the guilt is still there, attacking her with each beat of her heart, but it's hard not to feel a tinge of relief over his presence. just as much as she would like to turn tail and run away, she wants to stay with saber.
she breathes out a small sigh, and points to his stupid plaque. ]
Have you see your thing? It says some pretty ridiculous stuff.
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My apologies. I'll try to keep it up, then.
[ He smiles in return, in an attempt to help assuage whatever guilt he knows is still lingering. Even now that they've become a team, officially at least, his feelings about protecting her and prioritizing her well-being over everything else haven't changed. Nor does he have any intention of changing that. ]
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My "thing?" [ He sees the nearby statue with the plaque, and as he reads it, he can feel the cold sweat forming again as his soul leaves his body just a little bit. ]
Well... it's not incorrect, I guess...
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... What?
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I saw some bread downstairs. Are you hungry?
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Yes. [ is he actually...... who's to say. ] I saw that too... do you want to go?
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[ is she, ]
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He turns to head back in the direction he just came running from and takes a brief glance down the line at the rest of the line. ]
... Is there one of these for you, then, I take it?
[ is it just as embarrassing, or......... ]
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Probably. I didn’t bother to check.
[ this is not an invitation to check. ]
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I can always go and look, and then not tell you if it's anything too embarrassing!
[ A shame Loxley or none of the others are here, otherwise he'd probably already know about it. ]
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[ also no???? on principle?? ]
If you're really that curious, then we can look at it together. I don't think there will be anything special.
[ or it'll be thoroughly traumatizing. one of the two. ]
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[ Obviously. ]
I wouldn't want to force you into an uncomfortable situation to do simply to satisfy my own curiosities! But I wouldn't mind, if you are willing!
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[ or so she says, but the idea of finding out that it says something about the red riding hood does have her stomach doing some acrobatics, but…
well, she can try to be strong. saber deserves that much, at least, even if it isn’t much at all. ]
Let’s go see how boring it is. And maybe let’s avoid property damage while we don’t know exactly what’s happening.