week 0 - arrival

[vicedirector]

seven vices arrival ♫ saturday & sunday 36 players remaining You remember happening upon something awful and nauseating. What it was, precisely, is lost to you, but you have the instinctive feeling that by escaping from it, you've avoided something terrible. When you open your eyes, you find yourself laying in bed in a dark, dusty room, facing a digital alarm clock. Its face, reading 12:01, is one of the only sources of light in the room. The other comes from the window, shadows flickering about. Opening the blinds will reveal that it is nighttime, and what looks to be a massive bonfire has been lit in the street at the front of the building. A wooden talisman hangs around your neck, with one of seven symbols carved on the back. Attempting to take off the talisman will result in a wave of intense dread, and the all-too-familiar nausea. A brass key engraved with a unique room number lays on the bedside table beside the clock, as well. But you won't get any answers just sitting in your room all night. >Investigate? This is an open mingle for arrival in the town. Waking up just after midnight on Saturday, characters will have the weekend to explore and socialize before the plot begins. The profiles and IC rulebooks (both the personal ones and the public one at the chapel) have not been revealed/given out yet. The kitchen will still 'prepare' breakfast on these days, and the bonfire will burn continuously into the daytime. Per items: smaller items that a character could easily carry with them will be in their rooms. Animals and larger objects will either be waiting outside or in the hotel lobby. cast setting

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saturday morning

[okuri]

[ The hound by itself doesn't catch his attention his too much, but it's demeanor does. It's just a bit irregular, and Yoite can't shake the feeling he has that it's not normal.

When it shapeshifts back into a woman though, he's just a bit surprised-- he knew one person who could do such a thing, and he certainly wasn't female.]

Fuuma? [He doesn't step further to approach the tree where the woman ducked behind, as he's sure she's still there.]

[disapproved]

[ she remains silent for a moment, then, realizing her pursuer's persistence, she speaks. ]

Sorry to disappoint, but I am not the one you seek.

[ now that the proverbial jig was up, she steps out of the shadows, the pale moonlight the only thing illuminating her — as well as the other person. a man, it seemed like, and she couldn't be sure if he was armed. ]

I am Morrigan. I trust you have a name, as well?

[okuri]

[Yoite had expected as much, but still he knew of no other shapeshifter.

There's nothing in his hands, though he is dressed rather warmly, a long jacket and scarf wrapped around him. All in all he's not too imposing, his frame rather frail and tall.]

Yoite.

You're a shapeshifter. [ A statement, not a question, as he tried to figure out from what clan exactly she was from, if not Fuuma.]

[disapproved]

And you are a scholar.

[ despite the glib, she grits her teeth. most weren't even cognizant to the term 'shapeshifting' in her world — it made her wonder about some things. ]

You also possess manners. When abducted, most would forego being so forthright.

[ the insincere nature of her tongue makes it difficult to discern if this is a compliment or an insult. either way, she doesn't seem to be shy, either — she takes a few steps closer. ]

Tell me. Our captors. Do you know them?

[okuri]

[The insult goes over his head, but he does give her a rather curious look. Her words confuse him: he had simply answered a question that was inconsequential, that's all.]

They're both wrong. [ The glib being lost on him aside, he had been told plenty of times that he no manners.

As she moves closer his posture tenses, but he doesn't take a step back just yet. It's not a matter of fear, but of discomfort.

He shakes his head slightly.]

I was fighting someone before. [ But he's doubtful that they're one in the same with who brought him here: otherwise he'd be dead.]

[disapproved]

Hm. Only time will reveal the truth.

[ an honest boy, it seems. at least it makes it easy for her to extract whatever she can from him, but the lack of nuance definitely lessens the fun of banter. he was no alistair. ]

Our captors are bold, to capture you in the midst of combat.

[okuri]

[ He gives a slight nod: she may have said she wasn't with Fuuma, but she certainly talked like him.]

It was a distraction. [ A beat, as he considers that he should probably acquire information if he's giving it.]

Did they take you while you were busy?

[disapproved]

I was.. handling something, yes.

[ she was about to take her and her newborn child through a magical mirror to a nexus in between time and space. so a bit busy. ]

Truthfully, I do not know how they captured me. It makes little sense.