Who: Lysandre and you!
What: Exploring The Tower for the first time
Where: Dormitory Area 1-06 and Cafeteria
When: December 14th.
Warnings:: Lysandre has questions
Dormitory 1-06
Lysandre woke up and wondered why there was a strange constriction around his neck. Was his cravat on too tight? No. He never fastened it so that it constricted himself. He reached up to touch the soft fabric and found it was some kind of collar attached to his neck. What the hell? What was going on? His eyes snapped fully open and he realised that he was not back at his base. He wasn't even in Kalos anymore, by the looks of things.
He slipped off the bed and looked around the round room. The walls seemed to be made of stone, as he pressed his warm palm against the cool stone. Looking behind him, he noticed a chest close to his bed. Had his captors left him with something. He clicked open the chest and found some objects within. One, being a Pokeball. So, he had been allowed a Pokémon with him. Why? It didn't make sense. Was he in some kind of tower? A prison? There seemed to be no one else sharing the room for the moment. Lysandre walked in front of the mirror just close by his bed and saw that he looked exactly the same. He still had his orange and black suit and his orange cravat. The only difference now was this orange collar fixed tightly around his neck. His hands came up to try and shift the thing but it was no use. At least the colour was appropriate enough. He did smile softly to himself at that.
He walked over and approached the door and wondered if it was locked. How on earth did he get here without even knowing? He opened the door and was surprised it was not locked. So many questions were now whizzing around in his head. Had he been found out and arrested by the Kalos police? Had Team Flare been disbanded? He swallowed thickly and peered down the long, dim corridor. It looked much like some kind of creepy tower of some sort. He wanted answers and this damn collar off!
He decided to see if anyone was around, as he traipsed down the corridor.
Cafeteria
Lysandre made his way into a large room filled with people eating. A café of some kind? No. Just a dining hall? How he wished he was back at Lumiose City enjoying a cup of tea at his café. Now, it seemed, he was amongst strangers. Were these poor devils stuck here like him? Some of them seemed to be eating some kind of porridge mix. It didn't look very appetising at all. He made his way to the back of the line and frowned. Why was he here? Who was in charge here? They would pay dearly if they knew who they had imprisoned. Lysandre wondered if anyone would answer his questions.
"Excuse me, what is that stuff you are eating?" He asked a few people just waiting within the line.