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[red_tea]

Characters: Sakuya and OPEN
Setting: Around the tower; see options.
Format: [like this]
Summary: just this girl's intro. She decides to get a feel of the place first and try to find people she might know.
Warnings: none yet

[ Option A: Sakuya wakes up in her assigned room, 3-05, shaken. Her first instinct is to get up and simply find who's done this to her. Feeling captured and incapacitated is nothing she'll ever be fond of. It makes her sick. So as soon as the sleep paralysis is over, you can be sure she will be getting right to her feet. If you're in the room with her or just happen to be passing outside, she'll be pointing a knife right at you threateningly and demanding answers. ] Who are you and where am I--? [ A hand will reach to her neck where she feels the violet collar. ] What... what is this? Answer me!

[ Option B: Floor 22, the Gallery. The click, click, click of her boots echo along the hall. If you actually run into her, you may notice that she's... wearing a maid outfit. As if she came straight from a maid cafe. In fact, she blends in quite nicely with this gallery, like something right out of a Victorian novel. She's still on edge, but she can spare you a polite, if somewhat uncertain, nod as she passes you.

If you happen to catch her staring at a painting from her world, she'll strike up a conversation: ] At least they had the culture to save these paintings as well, mm...

[ Option C: Dormitories, later. Sakuya's got a job as a maid! At least that's something that does happen to be familiar. There's just something so calming in cleaning (at least she thinks so). Perhaps it's the repetitiveness of the motion of washing, drying, ironing, and folding fabric. She'll be going to rooms to provide your beds with clean sheets. Even making them for you with perfect hospital corners! But before she enters, of course she'll knock and ask: ] May I enter...?

[ Option D: Floor One, Cafeteria. Just... looking at her oatmeal. Oh come on. This is horrible food! ]

[ Option E: Floor Twenty. So here's one opening to the outside, but for some reasons her flight powers don't work here. With arms folded across her body, she'll simply be gazing at the outside, trying to see if she can spot anything through the clouds. ]

Comments

[puppy_lancer]

Yeah, that'll work.

[A big grin spreads out on his face.]

Don't worry. I'll do my best to remember the name of such a cute little lady.

[red_tea]

..Ah. Thank you.

[ A charmer, isn't he? ] And your name?

[puppy_lancer]

[He's a huge charmer.]

Call me Lancer.

[red_tea]

Mm. It's nice to meet you, despite these circumstances. And if you need anything-- I work as a maid here.

[puppy_lancer]

It's always a pleasure to meet another pretty girl.

[He wonders why the Tower didn't have more maids. Especially maids in such pretty outfits.]

Anything, huh?

[red_tea]

[ She gives a slight bow. ] Within reason.

[puppy_lancer]

So if I said I wanted a cup of tea, how would you respond?

[red_tea]

Ah, unfortunately... the maids here-- we only clean for the most part. If I was given the right supplies, however, I would prepare tea.

[puppy_lancer]

I thought we had janitors for that.

[Though the Janitors were given chemicals so horribly nauseating and corrosive that the only safe place to use them might have been the restrooms.]

[red_tea]

For the floors, I believe. But if I'm mistaken about serving tea and find out if I may prepare it later, I would deliver a platter to your room.

[puppy_lancer]

Nah, it's fine.

[He'd prefer beer anyways.]

Watch out for the monsters if you get the night shift.

[red_tea]

Do... monsters only come out at night?[ Sounds kinda bizarre. ]

[puppy_lancer]

Unless it's one of those special floors. But yeah, usually only at night. Maybe they're allergic to light or something.

[red_tea]

...That, or they could be vampires.

[puppy_lancer]

I dunno if they suck blood, but none of them had any minions or familiars.

[red_tea]

Ah, then... that makes them less complicated, at least.

[puppy_lancer]

Let me guess. You've run into those things all too many times before?

[red_tea]

My Mistress is one.

[puppy_lancer]

Then what are you?

[The casual tone from before is all but gone. His voice is now ice cold.]

[red_tea]

Eh--? As I've said, I'm just a maid. What are you implying?

[puppy_lancer]

Are you still a human? Or are you something else entirely?

[red_tea]

I... If you'll excuse me, Lancer-san. [ She gives a curt bow. ] I believe I have sheets to change on one of the floors.

[puppy_lancer]

You're something living, right?

[There's just the slightest hint of desperation creeping into his voice. He hates the undead, but he doesn't want to hate Sakuya yet.]

[red_tea]

I am... [ Is all she says. And now she's going to try to walk to the stairs. ]

[puppy_lancer]

[The tension vanishes.]

...That's good.