as he steps through the quartz arch, he will find himself standing in a traditional Japanese-style room - tatami mats on the floor, and sliding paper doors on every side. there are no windows, or even decorations on the walls. it's dim in here, lit only by low candles and shadows crawling out of every corner. it's very, very silent.
[ hm... interesting. percy just has a look at the darkened cornered of the room and This Is Fine, really. he moves forward without hesitating all that much, peering at one of the candles for a pensive moment before he knocks gently on one of the walls: ]
[ the candle seems to be simply a candle! though the flame is pink. cute? possibly.
nothing much happens for a moment - when he knocks against the wall, it just feels like. well. paper. but after a beat of silence, something above him seems to start moving, the sound of slithering scales.]
Ah. Another visitor.
[ The voice seems to be coming from nowhere in particular. ]
[ oh that is kind of cute, especially considering how rare the color can be lately, he's sort of enjoying every bit that comes his way. however, the voice that has no particular source curls into the room.
he glances upwards, adjusting his glasses. he addresses the room: ]
[ After a moment they sort of. gloop together a form out of the shadowy stuff the bird had been made of as well, more humanoid in shape this time. They're sitting on the other side of the table, hands ( maybe two or so?) placed on their lap. This time, instead of feathers, it's pink scales that flicker off and on across the surface. ]
A form is not something I have used in my home for some time.
[ the fact that i know just where this is from in DE really says a lot about me. in any case, it is indeed the most fucking uncomfortable seat ever, but percy is proper so he just. kind of. adjusts a bit. ah. this is the worst. violation of his tender backside is just not what he signed up for. that sounds terrible.
in any case. ]
Well it's good to see it, face to face. It's a good form. I think. The bird form was rather magnificent as well...
[ is he readjusting once again? this seat sucks. ]
Pardon me, but you don't happen to have another pillow, do you?
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as he steps through the quartz arch, he will find himself standing in a traditional Japanese-style room - tatami mats on the floor, and sliding paper doors on every side. there are no windows, or even decorations on the walls. it's dim in here, lit only by low candles and shadows crawling out of every corner. it's very, very silent.
No one seems to be around?]
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Hello? Anyone home?
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nothing much happens for a moment - when he knocks against the wall, it just feels like. well. paper. but after a beat of silence, something above him seems to start moving, the sound of slithering scales.]
Ah. Another visitor.
[ The voice seems to be coming from nowhere in particular. ]
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he glances upwards, adjusting his glasses. he addresses the room: ]
Have I disturbed you?
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No more than anyone else. At this point, I could say I am getting used to it. Will you be more comfortable speaking to a physical form?
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percy moves over towards the low table and eyes the cushion before parsing that he can have a seat on that. he'll settle in politely. ]
I'm rather used to talking to the intangible, and in fact, am quite tired of it. If you wouldn't mind. Steel, right? [ according to the contacts? ]
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Steel will do. It is what the others call me.
[ After a moment they sort of. gloop together a form out of the shadowy stuff the bird had been made of as well, more humanoid in shape this time. They're sitting on the other side of the table, hands ( maybe two or so?) placed on their lap. This time, instead of feathers, it's pink scales that flicker off and on across the surface. ]
A form is not something I have used in my home for some time.
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in any case. ]
Well it's good to see it, face to face. It's a good form. I think. The bird form was rather magnificent as well...
[ is he readjusting once again? this seat sucks. ]
Pardon me, but you don't happen to have another pillow, do you?
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[ mx. steel is helping me find my gun ...
They seem mildly confused at the ask, pink eyes blinking.]
There is something wrong? Someone had requested a seat before you. I assumed this would do.
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[ it's Fine. ]
You've made yourself a home in this place, regardless, but how long has it been since you've had true visitors proper? Not just... the four of you?
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Never.
[Wow!]
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So we're truly your first guests to... whatever it is this place is called.
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[ Oh. They look around? ]
I hadn't thought to name it, now that you mention it. It simply was.