¤ first heist

[exceptions]

[The room is nondescript. It isn’t her room and more importantly it isn’t a jail cell. Her instincts tells her it was Bane and her little display of firepower she thought had sent him across the floor. She doesn’t want to admit that one of his mercs had gotten the upper hand.

Then, there is the book. It doesn’t exactly scream Bane. It does talk though. Slightly alarming. Taking a breath, she tries the door. Unlocked.]

That's... unexpected. [Glancing outside, she doesn’t understand where she’s been taken, but she sees people and that’s always interesting. She also sees people talking into that book. It explains the voices. Curiosity killed the cat, but she can’t help herself. Shutting the door, she approaches the journal and speaks.]

Excuse me? [Her head drops, shoulders forward a bit. Voice drops to something softer. Remarkably the book captures her words. That’s a problem.]

I’m sorry, but I just arrived here. I don’t mean to be any trouble, but if someone could possibly explain what’s going on? I really would like to know where I’ve ended up. [Not the most brilliant of plans, but she can’t exactly stride down the hallway of a place she doesn’t know the first thing about. Intel is alway valued. She’s also in her catsuit. This is not exactly considered blending in.]

I’m reading this book. [She says it as she flips pages casually, then stands up to turn to the clothes that she didn’t even see before. For a woman who prides herself on being aware of her surroundings -- that did just show up.]

Everyone seems to express that it’s a castle, and we’ve been taken, and there’s no way out. Can someone tell me if it just moves large pieces of furniture into your room?

[Opening the doors, she smiles. This isn’t bad. Well, other than appearing out of thin air.]

Just any help would be great. [She calls it across the room, over her shoulder, still able to manipulate from a distance. Yes, this will do nicely.]

Comments

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[kalinda]

Admittedly, barring the pain and anguish this place seems to bring, it's relatively flexible. You can "wish" for furniture, or have it moved manually, be it by your own means or with the help of your fellow residents.

[exceptions]

[That doesn't sound like trouble at all...]

Wishing? That can't be real. [She keeps her voice meek and nearly shocked at the idea of wishes actually being granted.]

[kalinda]

You can try it for yourself, if you'd like. [A beat.] Though my advice leans more toward the "do it yourself" route.

[exceptions]

Everything comes with a price, I take it? [It figures. She'll unzip the catsuit and start changing into actual clothing.]

[kalinda]

You are correct. Regardless of catch or not, I would not want to rely on the easy route to begin with.

[exceptions]

Oh, I'm sure nothing worth getting comes from the easy route. [Lies.]

[kalinda]

[If only she could lie, herself!] I like to think of it as maintaining a person's self sufficiency.

[exceptions]

What happens to people who wish for things?

[kalinda]

They get what they want. [Sigh.] But it seems as though it's directly related to getting things taken away from you in turn-- losses, if you will.

[alias_savant]

[with the sound of cooking behind him]

You're in a place called Paradisa. It's what they call a "pocket dimension."

Written

[jimfromit]

Having problems settling in?

[loisfuckinglane]

Don't worry. The castle's just trying to make you right at home.

Or maybe that's why you should worry, really.

[exceptions]

Losses? [She's listening, but she's also getting redressed.]

[exceptions]

Sounds like something out of a movie.

written ]

[exceptions]

[Her handwriting is sharp, determined words pressed to the page.]

I've just arrived, I'm unsure how settled I'm meant to be.

[exceptions]

How could it know what to put in here to make me feel at home?

[alias_savant]

It can be, at times.

[kalinda]

Temporary events or shifts in your personality that come off as completely normal to you, but not to everyone else. That, or some sort of detriment to said normality.

[loisfuckinglane]

I guess you could call it a mind reader. It knows all about you.

[exceptions]

Sounds like a regular roller coaster of a place. [She laughs nervously, annoyed by herself, but not wishing to give anything up just yet.]

Have you experienced this first-hand?

[exceptions]

I'm sure it's always an adjustment being here, then.

[exceptions]

That... is not comforting at all. I hardly think the girl across the hall from me knows me, let alone a building.

[kalinda]

To a painstaking extent, yes.

[And to the question...] Yes. Though it was more of a long, drawn-out event. And a long sleep following.

[alias_savant]

I think it depends on what the Castle decides to throw at us.

[loisfuckinglane]

First of many unpleasant surprises, believe me.