[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

[thegoddamnmissile]

Maybe I can just talk now. That'd be cool! I could talk to Miss Kamila and everyone would know I'm just saying WELCOME!

[ Well, he'll stand back so she can work the door. ]

[stavros]

[She opens the door and takes a deep breath.]

Also possible. So you... were able to speak with lost souls roaming the streets?

[thegoddamnmissile]

They weren't roaming, but when I was a ghost before Sissel changed everything, ghosts could all talk to each other.

[ He's going to pad on out, waiting for her. ]

But if I can talk then I can tell Miss Lynne when I'm hungry or when I need a walk!

[stavros]

[She walks out carefully and starts looking around.]

No communicator and no weapons... difficult in a place where we've certainly been kidnapped, unless it is some sort of afterlife after all.

[thegoddamnmissile]

This wasn't how things went the last few times I died.

[ JUST. CASUALLY MENTIONING IT. ]

I'd just hang around my body for a bit then go possess objects to get around.

[stavros]

You died multiple times?

[She steps away with a shiver and her hand goes to her pocket. Empty. Great.]

[thegoddamnmissile]

Yeah, but Sissel always fixed it!

[ ...Doesn't even explain how just. The cat always fixed it. ]

[stavros]

A powerful being where you were? What sort of creature is that?

[thegoddamnmissile]

A cat!

[ That's. That's it. He's just a cat. Nothing more, nothing less. ]

[stavros]

An... alien cat, a witch's cat...?

[thegoddamnmissile]

A black one!

[ ...That's it. ]

He has a crooked tail, too!

[stavros]

Uh... that's nice? [blinkblink] There's a lot here I don't understand.