+ Where Do Your Loyalties Lie? +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: Everyone
Where: The party
When: 7/21-7/23
Rating: PG-13 (warn if you go higher)
Summary:
The Story:
Orlais' current ruler, Lacie, has invited anyone of name, fame, and influence to The Winter Palace for three days of extravagant festivities surrounding the peace talks between her and Tillie, whose grasp for the throne has plunged beautiful Orlais into a dreadful civil war. Unbeknownst to both a third player, Elsie, has worked tirelessly behind the scenes to obtain her own share of power over the land.

Get ready for three days of fancy food, fine drink, good music, good entertainment, and just a little bit of murder, maybe? Your character has secured an invitation, and will join the illustrious crowd, become privy to the latest scandals and gossip, and observe as the struggle for Orlais' throne reaches its final chapter.

[OOC: This is an open mingle log for the Dragon Age event. The plotting post can be found here and event details can be found on the Bulletin Board.]

Comments

[naughty_nurse]

It's fine...

[She guesses. But then she kneels down, taking his hand gently.]

Here, I can massage it for you. It should decrease the pain.

[bibliocorn]

[He realises that no, no she probably doesn't know herself. ]

Uh. Thanks. I'll...probably be fine though?

[He has no idea what a massage would do to his weird hands. Would he be able to work them later? He BARELY works them now. How do the joints even react to that kind of thing? It's a mystery. ]

I'm not one for parties myself. Bit of a wallflower, honestly.

[naughty_nurse]

[Too late. She's got his hand in both of hers, lightly bending back the joints and rubbing her thumb into his palm.

... say, it's actually working.]

... I wanted to get away for a while, too. It's a bit noisy.

[bibliocorn]

Yeah, and everyone seems to be trying to be better than each other, rather than just enjoying themselves. Seems kinda pointless.

[He braces himself, expecting this to be awkward and unpleasant, but ooh~ it's more pleasant than he realised. ]

Oh. That actually does help a little.

[naughty_nurse]

[Smiles a little.]

... I'm a nurse. It's my duty to help everyone.

[bibliocorn]

[That falls in keeping with her real self, at least. He offers a small smile back. ]

Well, that's a very noble calling. Is that why you're here? In case somebody needs help?

[naughty_nurse]

Of course. The games... I mean... anything can happen, anywhere.

[Avoiding eye contact after that.]

[bibliocorn]

[Well. That sure is ominous as all hell. He stares at the ceiling for a moment. He really hopes nothing awful happens here. His magic, paltry as it is, is weird here he can't use it to defend himself, and he certainly can't run away in this new body. He can barely walk. ]

Is it that bad? The Game?

[naughty_nurse]

[She winces, pulling her hand back.]

I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up!

[bibliocorn]

[Oops. He offers her a gentle smile, trying to calm her. ]

No, no, it's okay. I'm just curious. I've never dealt with it before.

[naughty_nurse]

[Now... that's a little odd. She raises an eyebrow.]

Never? ... You must have come from really far away.

[bibliocorn]

Um...yes. Yes. I come from a very, very far away place. You've probably never heard of it.

[He desperately hopes against hope that she doesn't ask him where. He doesn't know this world's geography well enough to make an honest guess about where he could come from. ]

[naughty_nurse]

Hm, I suppose so... My specialty is nursing, not geography...

[Phew!]

[bibliocorn]

[A CLOSE ESCAPE. ]

Well! The uh- [crud, where is he again? ] Winter Palace is very looking to have you, then!

[naughty_nurse]

[genuinely surprised.]

You think so?

[bibliocorn]

[His smile is genuine, as is his answer.]

Absolutely! It's important to have a caring sol around to help look after people, and I think you fit the bill really well.

[naughty_nurse]

[Aw, that can't help but make her smile.]

... Th-thank you. That's very kind of you to say, even after just meeting me...

[bibliocorn]

[He lets out a little 'hah hah'. ]

Yeaaaah. Well. I'm a good judge of character?