[mock trial intro] move 'em on, head 'em up

[consolemods]

Whatever you were doing before you got here, it isn't what you're doing now. What you're doing now is waking up in an unfamiliar bed in an unfamiliar room with... unfamiliar glasses on your face. No matter what you can do, you can't take those glasses off... but if you roll your eyes down, you'll be given a rundown of what's going on here.

Hmm. Well, that's probably a little unnerving. Maybe you should... leave? Fortunately, your room's not locked, but as you go downstairs and try and ask the locals what's going on, you'll find they're... less than cooperative. And if you go outside the inn and try to leave into the town... well, you'll find several locations around the town, but you'll also find that you can't seem to leave.

Well. Maybe you should talk to the other people who just showed up here. All the locals are going to tell you is an explanation is forthcoming, so you might want to kill some time getting to know each other.

Comments

[fuckthemancers]

Yeah....

[Excuse him as he just stares in Bowser's direction with the quiet bewildered dread of someone who is, for the first time in his life, seeing a giant talking turtle just general exist.]

[Wait, he can't get distracted]

The rules in that strange list said not to be a thief... but I know that I at least didn't come here with any money. Are we allowed to use what's in the kitchen at the saloon to feed ourselves, at least...?

[Focus on the mundane, work up to the bizarre. It's the best he can do.]

[exclusiverelease]

You're at the inn on credit, Zulf of the- where are the Ura? That's all on me. For the rest- if no one sees you break the rules, did you break them?

[fuckthemancers]

A place quite far from here. Habit, I apologize.

[Like giving a last name, he supposes. Still, the question has him considering things quietly. So it's all that way, then... All a matter of not getting caught.]

...I see. Thank you for that bit of generosity, then. [Beggars can't be choosers, and pissing off people in charge never ends well.] That said, I can't imagine you'll be staying at the inn with us...

[exclusiverelease]

I'll be right here. Can't have any of you sneaking out in the middle of the night. [There's a long look, deeply personal.]

[fuckthemancers]

I see.

Then, would you find time in your schedule for a dinner invitation, Sheriff?

[exclusiverelease]

I'm afraid I don't fraternize, Zulf. It complicates matters. Once you make it out of here, if you're inclined to a return visit, I can take you up on that invitation, but for now...

[yeah no]

[fuckthemancers]

Well, it was worth a try, now, wasn't it?

I was mostly hoping for some sort of conversation without... [Listen. He can stare at Bowser again. Or he can stare at everyone else who's been starting shit up this morning, like the woman with the flower in her eye.]

[He has a lot of options here.]

[exclusiverelease]

[There's a knowing look, almost like the sheriff would rather have a conversation without them around as well.]

You can join me up here any time as long as you don't try any shines.

[fuckthemancers]

I don't think I'm quite quick enough to try anything on you, sir.

[Which is actually saying something. Zulf can be pretty quick, when he has reason to be. But that's enough of that. For now, he crosses one arm over his shirt and extends his skirt with his other hand.]

I'll see you at a quieter time, then. I need some time to myself. [If only to take in.... everything that's happened very quickly in a very small amount of time.]