paradisa | First shot

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[it had been a calm and peaceful morning in Paradisa. The sun was shining, the ducks were quacking away by the duck pond. All in all a lovely day.

That is until the thin layer of ice covering the duck pond cracks and shatters with a FOOM as a flare bursts through, sputtering out and landing harmlessly in a nearby snowbank. Seconds later a man breaks the surface of the water, gasping for air. He blinks in the sunlight, confused. It had been night a moment ago and the fire coming from the house shouldn't give off that much light. What the bloody hell is going on here?

He turns in the water, trying to get his bearings. Snow. Sunlight. And he is most definitely not treading water in the moors. He carefully makes his way to shore, cautiously silent as he surveys his surroundings. His eyes scan the surface of the castle in front of him. Not only was that most certainly not a Scottish castle but there shouldn't be any buildings for miles. He doesn't know what's going on but he most certainly doesn't like it.

As he pulls himself out of the... what is this a pond?... water splashes over the open journal laying on the shore. He doesn't pay it any mind as he looks for anyone who might be responsible for this nonsense. Silva? If he got to M first he would pray for death before Bond was through with him.]

((OOC: Open for action but have fun with those soaking wet journals, everyone!))

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_{[Ashura had been out for his casual morning stroll when he heard all that ruckus. Concerned, he headed straight for the commotion, throwing up a bit of gravel and snow with his pace - a very un-kingly thing, but if someone was hurt his appearance could wait.

He rounds the corner and comes to the duck pond... and sees James climbing out, sopping wet.

Oh dear. This was not the first time, someone had fallen in, nor probably the last, though by the bewildered look, this might be his first. ]}

I see you've made yourself acquainted with our duck pond.

_{[ Have a six foot tall elf-like person coming closer James, with black hair to the floor and dressed in what probably looks like a mix of Japanese and Indian traditional dress. And yes, he has those elf-like ears poking out from either side of his head.]}

Oh, dude, did you go in the pond?

[Clint was walking back to the castle via duck pond, so was there to see the whole thing.

He has his quiver and flightcase containing his bow, which he casually unzips enough so he can get at it. Anyone who lands in a duck pond may be a bit crazy.]

Y'know, there's baths up at the castle, right?

That's certainly one way to put it.

[At 5'10" the strange man's height doesn't bother him. The dress doesn't, either, though it's something he's more used to seeing in India or Hong Kong than in Scotland. What does ping him as strange, however, are the ears. No, really, what are those?

He came at a rush which means he had been concerned, and the look in his eyes is a good indication that it's legitimate. Where the dress is unusual for the location and time period it wouldn't be the first time he'd come up against someone with questionable taste in fashion. He can overlook the ears for the time being because there are more important things at hand than the man's ears.

He casually stands at an angle from the man, keeping the hidden knife further away from him. He doesn't seem bothered in the least by the fact that he's soaking wet in the snow with a few stubborn remnants of dirt and blood streaked down his face and neck.]

Our duck pond?

_{[ James could try attacking Ashura. He might have moderate success given Ashura's heavier robes, but Ashura was a warrior trained, with nearly three hundred years of war experience under his belt. Ashura, of course, had no wish to hurt James, but he was not above defending himself either.

It might not go well either, considering Ashura could control fire, but that was a last trick up the sleeve he kept to himself usually - at least at first meetings.

He watched the other with golden eyes, a manicured brow arching the tiniest bit.]}

Our as in the residents here. Which, I should add, you are now a part of. And just so we can skip the next obvious question - "here" is Paradisa.

[Dairine was hanging out on the roof when the commotion got her attention. What was that? A faulty invention attempt? Had the First Gens finally resurfaced? The young wizard transits to the castle grounds to investigate.

It only takes a few minutes walk for her to reach the pond. Seeing the confused man, she can make a good guess of what happened.]

You certainly know how to make an entrance.

[He turns, looking for the unknown speaker.]

"Dude"? [He seems to roll the word around in his mouth. Who are you to be speaking to him so casually, mystery person?

His hand shoots up to his ear as he continues]

I've just come out of it. [He looks around again. This just has trap written all over it. This kid definitely isn't Silva but he could be another one of his flunkies.] I'm sorry, I don't believe we've been introduced. I would do the honors but I prefer doing so when I can see the person I'm speaking with.

[He pulls his hand away from his ear, staring at it for a moment. What the hell?]

[Brock is still trying to get his dumb dog (Kate's dumb dog) to track things. Things that are not dudes climbing out of ponds, actually.

Unfortunately dudes climbing out of ponds are of more interest to this large, white dog than anything else, so have a Great Pyrenees sniffing excitedly at you, bro.

Brock is not far behind.] Oh, what...

[Bond turns to regard the man speaking to him. Oh look, he's armed. His eyes narrow, instantly wishing he had his gun. At least he's not without any weapons. His knife will certainly do in a pinch, he could probably throw it faster than the other man could pull out a bow, notch and loose an arrow. Of course there are always exceptions but that remains to be seen, now, doesn't it.

He casually glances at the castle before back at the other man.]

I'm afraid I've yet to be given a grand tour.

Okay, I'll be there in a sec. I gotta be there to calm down Alcaeus, anyway. Which reminds me: if you see a giant squid, don't attack him. He won't like it.

[and with that pleasant thought to keep Bond occupied, Percy is on his way down to the pond]

[... giant squid? What is this the 60s? No one uses giant squids anymore!

He frowns and looks down into the pond with a skeptical eyebrow. Wut.]

[Bond turns to face the speaker... a girl. Okay. This is just getting stranger and stranger. He quickly looks her over before nodding, giving her a small smirk.]

I occasionally have my moments, yes.

[A big dog followed by a big guy. Yeah this is looking more and more like a trap. He reaches out to put one hand on the dog's head, trying to keep it at bay while he watches the man approach. He's not reaching for his knife yet but he's definitely mentally steeling himself for a fight should it come to it.]

Lose something?

[oh you didn't notice that giant squid down there? The one who gets really grumpy when he's rudely woken up by people falling into/breaking out of the pond? It's cool, he noticed you. /Jaws theme

But Percy shows up in whatever warm clothes he managed to throw on]

Alcaeus, stand down! He didn't mean to wake you, and he's really sorry about it. [makes a little gesture to Bond like "go ahead and assure him you're sorry"]

[that earns the man an eyebrow raise of his own.]

A resident of "Paradisa."

[riiiiiiiight. This must be one of those "camps" or something. No matter how pretty they make it a prison is still a prison. He nods, looking around, already searching for a way out.]

As appealing as that sounds I'm afraid I shall have to decline.

[He takes two steps back, drawing his knife. He can't say he's ever ACTUALLY fought a giant squid before but he's willing to improvise.

Wait. What? He gives the boy an incredulous stare]

Are you actually asking me to apologize?

[Brock has a dagger sheathed at his hip, which might be some cause for alarm. He's not going for it either though, more concerned ('exasperated' might be a better word) about the dog.]

Him, I guess. Church, heel.

[The dog does not heel. He seems to think the hand on his head is petting, so he's just wagging his tail. This dog....]

Believe me, you and I both wish we could decline.

_{[ Well, that was not exactly true. Ashura had reasons of his own stay now, and plenty enough to leave as well. ]}

But that is not the way the Castle works, I am afraid. If it did, I would think quite a few more of us would be back home and the Castle quite a bit more empty.

[Percy just stares at him. Guy with knife versus giant squid Pokemon. Really? Alcaeus takes it as a challenge and raises a tentacle]

Hey! Alcaeus, I mean it. Stand down right now! [the Pokemon hesitates, then obediently lowers the tentacle again, making broody bubbles in the water. Satisfied, Percy turns back to Bond]

You're pretty brave pulling a knife on a big guy like Alcaeus. He's still pretty mad, so it'll help if you put it away.

[Bond looks down at the dog. Really? REALLY? He sighs and slowly takes his hand away, stepping back in the hopes that it would listen to the guy]

Quite a well trained dog you've got there.

[At least she's not threatening? She's short, skinny, and doesn't seem to be armed, though looks can be deceiving. (FYI: she's always armed.) Dairine smiles back.]

Too bad it's not a contest. You'd definitely be in the running.

[He's faced down three huge dudes with nothing but a gun, a suitcase full of money and a big-ass lizard. And that's just Tuesday.

He eyes the squid thing suspiciously. He doesn't want to put his knife away. No no he doesn't. It LOOKS pissed. He didn't even think it was possible for a squid to be mad... and why is it BLUE?!

He shoots the boy another look before slowly slipping his knife back into its sheath.]

It's a silly thing called self-preservation. [pause] Why do you have a squid in a bloody pond?

[He's still looking for concealed weapons even if she is a young girl - one never knows after all. Underestimate one kid and he could end up with a bullet or a knife the moment he turns his back. This is especially true when he has no bloody clue where he is or what he's doing here.]

I'll certainly bear that in mind. [He glances around] I wonder if you could answer a few questions for me. I'm a little lost at the moment. Where are we?

[Alcaes gives him that "I'm watching you" gesture. Bond made a new friend!]

Because he's too big to fit in my bathtub. But don't worry about it, he's usually mellow. Just be glad it was winter. When I showed up he tossed me out of the pond.

I'm Percy, by the way. [yay for non-sequitors] You sure know how to make an entrance.

The way the castle works? You say that as if the building has a mind of its own.

[Okay this is definitely lending credence to his second thought that this is some kind of loony bin.]

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