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[distain]

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W1: Sunday feat. Tori's honorary W2

[frostlight]

[Well, here they are after that ridiculous gathering with an ineffectual magician, filing into the vestibule of their shared suite. Tia's still feeling very much huffy, but she reins herself in as she pauses before the entrance to the sitting room. She might as well take advantage while most of them are present.]

Forget what I said before. Call me Tia.

[perfectpower]

Nice ta meetcha. I'm Bradley Bain, former Bandit King of the North, current hero who saved the world from the Calamity, and the handsomest member of the Sage's Wizards.

You can call me Brad though.

[frostlight]

[She stares at him, unblinking. Is this the time for full introductions?]

Ice Dragon and future Ice Spirit Lord. [There.] I wouldn't call this nice, though.

[simulacres]

[ neither brad or tia's titles sound real enough to her. this feels like straight out of an isekai. ]

[distain]

[1. what's an isekai?
2. yeah.

By now, she's had to cram an awful lot of Dorito knowledge into her Victorian child brain, and she looks it. Rather, she has gone silent, for the most part, and seems a little lost on the settee.]

[perfectpower]

It's nice enough.

[Everyone is either hot or cute, so he can accept that for now.]

Ice dragon, huh. Haven't met one of those before. Can you breathe ice?

[frostlight]

Of course, I can. There's no ice spirit out there who's more powerful than me.

[stygiomedusa]

[🧍‍♀️]

Those are... very impressive titles.

[Is he a... what were Mess and EMP called by some? Chuuknees? Something like that, she thinks. She's a bit out of touch with the kids...]

I'm Hamel, a dancer and a Sinner.

[simulacres]

A sinner?

[ where's dantehhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ]

[stygiomedusa]

[on the bus, probably]

Yes... Though I believe in Eastia they're known as seers? If that's a term you're more familiar with.

[perfectpower]

[CHUUNIS I'M DYING]

Oh? What's a job like Sinner have you doing?

[stygiomedusa]

It's... not a job. It's what I am.

[whileaway]

[A wizard from the North…?]

A wizard? No relation to the “witch” we just met, I take it?

[simulacres]

[ huh. that's actually a really familiar sounding name. wasn't that guy calling himself that too?

but that was in snowfield, and this is now. there's clearly no relation between the two of them.

she nods. ]

I'm still Ayaka. It's nice to meet you. [ ... ] Is there a reason you called yourself Anna?

[frostlight]

[Still Ayaka. With that hesitation earlier, it'd have been surprising if she were anything else.]

That's the name of the Grand Duchess I'm standing in for. But my true name has been made public here, so there's no need to use hers anymore.

[simulacres]

There was a lot of information in those things...

[ ayaka crosses her arms, thinking about it. ]

I don't know how it got that. I don't remember answering a survey.

[frostlight]

Neither do I. Then there's that sorry excuse for a magician.

[What spirit responded to his wish? She'll smite them.]

[distain]

[She passes into the sitting room herself, sinking down onto one of the settees. She looks a bit tired and a bit done with speaking.]

I am Andrew Grace of Horlane. Pleased to make your acquaintance.

[frostlight]

[Tia is soon to follow, striding deeper into the sitting room to sit near the fireplace, where she watches Andrew for a moment.]

Are you tired?

[distain]

A bit. I recently recovered from a winter fever, but I feel much better now. I'll probably retire to bed soon.

[Ah... the beds. She pulls a thoughtful face.]

May we wake and find this was all an unfortunate dream.

[simulacres]

You're royalty too?

[ IS EVERYONE HERE ROYALTY EXCEPT FOR HER???????????????????????????? ]

[distain]

[Her hand twitches just slightly.]

Not royalty, merely a noble's daughter. My father is Duke Logan Grace. ... I suppose that means nothing to most or all of you.

[whileaway]

[Break brushes past where Tia stands near the doorway, careful not to touch at all. He makes a beeline to plop into a chair on the far side he staked out at some point earlier]

It’s good to meet you properly, Tia. I’m called Xerxes Break.

[frostlight]

[She joins him before long, having followed Andrew inside to claim her seat by the fireplace.]

I saw your name in that hall. [She didn't read much else, though.] Ideally, we'd have never met.

[This is no slight against him, but the simple truth that they're all probably better off back where they'd been.]

[whileaway]

Is it not good to verify for yourself your fellow captives’ identities, instead of trusting what someone else puts in front of you? [Have a smile and a …wink? from Break’s singular eye]

I do find we’re in agreement on that point, regardless. We should not have had a reason to meet in a better world.