1st Spell: Arrival

[papillonmagique]

Characters: Zoe Gallais & OPEN
Setting: Room 1-03, Floor 1, Floor 71, Floor 13
Format: Brackets to start with, but I can match you
Summary: One brat mage arrives in the tower and she isn't happy.
Warnings: Zoe is an ass, and right now she doesn't plan to be particularly friendly. Also permissions page.

[Room 1-03]

[The first thing Zoe does after reading the letter is to tear it up into little pieces and then throw the pieces away. She is worried about this situation, but she isn't going to show it or even act like she's worried.

So she focuses on what she needs to do next, which is change. So she'll be rifling through the trunk at the end of her bed, grabbing her amulet first of all, before looking over what out fit she wants to wear. And yes, that is a lance and short sword sitting by her feet, but luckily she knows how to use them.]

[Floor 1]

[So, after hearing about how she has to eat the oatmeal first, Zoe eventually wanders down to the cafeteria. And while she isn't as fussy as she used to be, the bowl of oatmeal is getting a look of disgust from the white-haired woman.

Combine that with how she's poking at it with her spoon and is grumbling sourly to herself, and she comes across as a really grumpy and irritated lady.]

[Floor 71]

What the-?! [The first thing Zoe does when she gets to this floor is stumble back, wincing at the squishing sounds her boots make on the stairs. She has to go down, but this floor is just making her stomach turn, and she covers her mouth with her hand as she looks around. This seems more like something a demon would create, but so much worse, and that just unnerves her even more than before.]

What sort of magic is this...?

[Floor 13]

[One thing the Cherubim had told her is that he would send her advice if she needed it if she prayed at a church. She had dismissed this, promising that she would never do that, but now... Maybe it's just reassurance from something familiar she needed, even though she hated the Cherubim, but she had no idea what to do in this weird place with powers she still doesn't understand.

But of course when she does need the advice, she hears nothing, and it's enough to make her laugh bitterly from where she's sitting on a pew, hands clasped and head bowed.]

… Guess I shouldn't be surprised...

Comments

[papillonmagique]

[Zoe raises her eyebrow at Sertoria, but she gives her a nod as she finishes buttoning up her shirt.]

... It is nice to meet you, Sertoria. I am Zoe Gallais... I am guessing you are familiar with this place?

[immortalia]

[ Sertoria politely casts her gaze to the side so Zoe can finish dressing. ]

The pleasure is all mine, Miss Gallais. I have been here before, but I have recently returned myself. Are you new?

[papillonmagique]

Just Zoe is fine. [She may speak kinda formally, but being called 'Miss' is still weird. Once she's finished getting dressed, she turns toward Serotria.]

And you would be right about that. So, is this the kind of place that drags you back after a while?

[immortalia]

Very well, Zoe. [ Sertoria marks her place in the tattered journal, it looking very well read and loved. ]

I believe so. We have quite a few people who have returned time and time again. Most of them remember their time here. Others? Not so much.

[papillonmagique]

Hmm... Do you know what decides if they remember or not?

[immortalia]

I, unfortunately, do not. It is, however, a welcomed thing to not start over completely new here.

[papillonmagique]

I imagine it would be. [Huff.]

Well, since I am completely new here, what can you tell me about my new residence?

[immortalia]

First, I should ask you this: Would you prefer the long version or the short version? Both are acceptable, but if you are to be here for quite a while, it would be beneficial to know as much as you can.

[papillonmagique]

I will pick the long version. It is not as if I need to be anywhere anytime soon.

[immortalia]

Very well.

[ Hope you're ready to take notes, too. Sertoria will take a breath before explaining everything on the old FAQ. She pauses here and there for Zoe to catch up as she knows it's a lot of information to take in. ]

Do you have any questions?

[papillonmagique]

[Blink. Blink at Sertoria. And she rubs her forehead as she processes what she's said.]

Well, uh... Does anyone know what the collars do, exactly?

[immortalia]

[ Sertoria takes a glance at Zoe for a minute before a nervous grin spreads on her face. ]

I can explain it again if you would like.

[ A pause. ]

That I am not sure of as I recently came back here. I do hope that there is more information about them.

[ She rubs at her own collar and the neck restraint slightly in thought. ]

[papillonmagique]

Tsk. And let me guess, there is no known way to remove them?

[immortalia]

People have tried. The end results are disastrous, though, and it is not recommended.

[papillonmagique]

How disastrous? Is removing them a risk to our health?

[immortalia]

They are the only things giving us a body. We really are nothing more than wireframes here and our souls are what is allowing us to have an appearance here.

I can understand if this sort of information is troublesome, especially if you do not believe in those sort of things.

[papillonmagique]

[Zoe frowns and tugs irritably at her collar, her expression horribly troubled. But it's only for a moment, before she shakes it off.]

Too bad I do not like what my soul is. But no matter, at least my mind is still mine.

[immortalia]

[ That will catch Sertoria's attention. She inclines her head, tapping her cheek in thought. ]

Would it be too intrusive of me to ask why you do not like your soul?

[papillonmagique]

It is something that I am not supposed to be. [Vague answer is vague.]

[immortalia]

How do you mean? Do not worry, I will not tell any of your secrets.

[papillonmagique]

[She frowns deeply, almost seeming to glare at Sertoria. But she seems honest, so...]

... It is not human. That is all I am willing to disclose.

[immortalia]

[ While Sertoria would have pressed her for further information, she respects people well enough to not prod them for information. ]

It is all right. I am not physically human myself.

[papillonmagique]

Truly? [Zoe raises her eyebrows in surprise as she peers at her.] But you look so human... Are you a homunculus or something similar?

[immortalia]

[ A nod. ]

I was designed that way. I am an android, a being designed to act and look as human as possible.

[papillonmagique]

An... android? So you are... made out of technology? [Zoe is really curious now.]