towerofanimus | first tea time

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lefttohisright, open to everyone~
Setting: Dorm room 2-07, hallways.
Format: I'll adapt to match.
Summary: Rilianne is utterly upset over finding herself locked up and collared like a lesser animal.
Warnings: TBA

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Dorm room 2-07

Well, this was new. No finery, no steward, no Allen. Rilianne huffed and tugged at the white body-hugging piece of cloth on her body, displeased with its strangeness. She was more used to large gowns and tight bodices, not this… pathetic thing.

After a bit of effort, she managed to pull the white thing off, leaving her naked and cold in the empty room. It was then that she noticed the collar around her neck, and, in a slight bit of panic, she screamed out for her servant-brother.

"Len!! Allen Abaddonia!! Where are you?!!"

Her voice echoed in the small room, but there was no reply from Len, who would usually rush to her side the moment she called for him. It was starting to scare her, this new, unknown place, but she would not falter. She is the queen of the Yellow Kingdom after all, and queens don't falter or show their weaknesses to the lesser people.

Huffing again, she sat back down, pulling a bedsheet (bah, cotton!) around her. It's almost close to tea time, and she's still undressed and wearing this strange, silly collar around her neck. Blasphemy!

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Hallways

The bedsheet wrapped around her person, Rilianne ventured forth outside of the small room she found herself in, frowning. This was totally ridiculous! Her, the esteemed queen of the Yellow Kingdom, now without clothing or a servant at her beck and call!

She called out to the nearest person she saw, one hand held out in a commanding posture, never mind that she's a tiny little thing wrapped in a white bedsheet.

"You there! Tell me, where is this place, and why am I, Queen Rilianne Lucifen d'Autriche, kept in here?"

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Taiki was finally feeling well enough to walk around, though he wasn't leaving the dormitory levels. He didn't think he would ever be completely well, the tower smelt to strongly of blood and death for that. He blinked when the woman approached him, a queen? He didn't think she was from the twelve Kingdoms, he didn't recognise the name anyways and she would have given her country if she was.

He hadn't met any royalty from other lands, he bowed his head respectfully. "Erm... this is a tower... we... sorry... we were kidnapped... everyone... we're trapped... sorry... erm your majesty.." He shuffled his feet and clutched the oversized cloak he wore around him tightly.

Granted, he was not terribly familiar with this place just yet. But when he heard a very young female voice shout "You there!", the general agreement is that one should probably turn around and listen. So this is exactly what Marlon does. He is met with the visage of a little blondie with nothing but a bedsheet wrapped about her -- what -- who is introducing herself as Queen Rillianne Lucifen d'Autriche -- double what -- and demanding information of him.

It took Marlon a couple of moments to shove down the demand that she go get some proper clothes on. Because really, that was ridiculous... but he did vaguely remember her from somewhere. Which was interesting, because that somewhere happened to be a history book on the Yellow Kingdom he had left sitting in his library at home.

"I'm very sorry, but I cannot answer you that," he said. "I don't even know where we are myself."

Shortly after that outburst, another blonde enters, but not the one that Rilianne seeks. Her outfit is similar to the white one, but in two different shades of blue. Her look is curious, and slightly concerned. "What's all the noise about?"

Oh, a civillian. Rilianne sniffed, nodding haughtily. "Speak properly, you," she insisted, crossing her arms in front of her. "A tower? Trapped? You don't make any sense."

She huffed, then blushed when she realised who she was talking to, tightening the bedsheet around her self-consciously. He looked like the Blue Prince she fell in love with; could it be fate that brought them together again, this time without the Girl in Green?

"A-ah, so we're both lost?" she whispered, lowering her head.

"I requested for Allen Abaddonia, not some heathen!" she cried, pouting and pointing to the door the other came in through. "Remove yourself from my chambers immediately!"

"It would appear so." Here, Rillianne, have one of Those Smiles. It seems she's changed her tune rather abruptly, and to a rather fractured little one at that, so he's just going to go gentle on you. "Aside from the... obvious intrusion, is there something bothering you, my dear?"

She fidgeted, then offered him a shy smile.

"As you have noticed, my dear sir, I am clothed in nothing but a single white sheet," she replied softly, hoping her sweet charms would work on this stranger. "My servant, Allen, is nowhere to be found, and it is usually him who dresses me."

See this, Queen? This is the most linefacey Samus has ever been.

She ignores the demand, walking over to the bed across from Rilianne and sitting down, arms and legs crossed. "I don't have a clue who that is. Never been called a 'heathen' before, though. And sorry to burst your bubble," she says, though her tone suggests otherwise. "But this is a shared room, like it or not."

Rilianne huffed, sitting back down on her bed. "A shared room? This... this is nonsense!"

The other woman was given a harsh glare, as the young queen gathered the bedsheet around her tightly. "Who are the ones in charge of this? I demand an explanation!"

Outfitted in unusual clothing was a blue haired boy, who paused and turned around to face her. His eyes looked at the girl, curiously, before answering.

"This is a tower many of us was brought into to stay, Your Majesty." He heard her exclamation to be a queen. While he didn't know who she was, there's no reason to be impolite.

"I... sorry... erm..." He took a breath and nodded. "Sorry... but... yes we were taken... captured or something and we are in a tower... sorry they are claiming the world ended but..." But then they had sent them back to their worlds...

Taiki didn't want to think about that, he couldn't think about that without crying... "Sorry... it's not true..."

Rilianne sniffed. The civilian seemed to be about her age, or younger, but that didn't mean she'll take pity on him. Walking over, she looked at him with disdain, disliking him immediately because of his dark hair. (Yes, she's pretty shallow like that.)

"The world, ending? Ohohoho, that's a laugh. Tell me something much more truthful than that, peasant."

Blue hair... Might he be one of the Blue Prince's lands? Perhaps his younger brother of some sort.

Rilianne offered him a smile, holding out her hand to him. "Thank you, kind sir. Though, the nature of this... tower still escapes me. Why are we brought here to stay?"

There's a short moment when he thought over what he heard of the tower, so far, and from checking the network system out.

"I heard it's because this place is 'better' for us."

"Ah, so you are." He had assumed it was just some kind of cultural thing, or... something. "Did clothes not arrive in your chest?"

His eyes darkened a little at her tone, that was not the way for royalty to act, but he knew that she didn't come from the Twelve Kingdom and perhaps things were different elsewhere. "That's just what they said... erm but it's not true sorry... we think... erm we think were kidnapped.... sorry.... we are stuck here and can't escape... sometimes they do horrible things to us...."

He blinked for a moment and then added, "Your majesty... sorry..."

"I'll agree that it's nonsense. I've got more important things to do than be stuck here." The question gets a shrug. "I'm not sure - I arrived here recently myself. The only explanation so far is right there," she answered, pointing toward the papers on Rilianne's nightstand.

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