Trustfell 5: A Good Day to Trust Fall (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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trustfelled2017-06-03 11:59 pm
trustfellowship) wrote in trustfelled2017-06-03 11:59 pm
Welcome.
| The last thing you remember hearing is static. There were words in there, perhaps, quiet whispers like the rustling of leaves, like the crinkling of paper, like rust being scraped off a knife. The words aren't anything you'll remember, but they're there, and there are a lot of them washing over you, and it might be concerning if it weren't so warm where you're lying. You wake feeling disoriented, like you've been asleep for a long time. Of course, it's probably odd that you're waking up just now - perhaps you were in the middle of something important, perhaps you were waiting for something, or maybe you were just going about your day, but even before the whispering came you can clearly remember doing something back home. Can't you? Something else. Something that wasn't looking around the room you've found yourself in. It's not your room, either. Not the one you're used to. The room here is grey and white and tile; even if the bed is nice (and the bed is nice, it feels like it's been designed to cater just to you, maybe if you keep your eyes closed you can pretend it's a favor), the room itself is spartan and oppressing. The walls are cracked and the floors are in disrepair, but despite that there's not enough noise - it's silent, the quietness of it pressing in on you, and even if you can't see any cameras you get the distinct feeling that for good or ill, someone is watching over you as you get up. That might be enough to make you move, to make you not want to stay there. But even if you stick around for a while to look around in there, the walls hold firm despite their decrepit state and the pervasive silence isn't going away - if anyone's in the rooms near you, you can't hear them. If you want answers, you're going to have to leave. Be sure you grab the key sitting on your desk on the way out. Once you step out of the room into the hallway you'll most likely find yourself face-to-face with other confused people who feel as though they don't belong here either. Maybe you'll find something if you explore together; maybe it's safer in numbers. Wherever you end up going - and there are several places to go - you might want to check the large room toward the center of the communal area of the building. A subdivided foyer is here; at first glance, it even seems to offer you a look at the outside. Of course, once you've gotten over that particular disappointment, you might want to check out the walls, where you'll find some very interesting information about yourselves hanging on the walls. There's some other framed information that you'll most likely want to get a look at as well, seeing as how it could be the key to escaping this place. Although, speaking of keys... Despite your best efforts, you won't find any doors. The windows you find here and there are far more durable than they should be as well, and any attempts to break out won't work. It seems you're stuck here for the time being. Maybe your fellow captives have some thoughts on all of this. Welcome to Beacon General Hospital. |
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I'll say. Even with that flashy maid outfit, your profile looks comparatively normal against some of the others.
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[And really, she could go on all day, but she looks to Rin before looking at her profile real quick--she's a mage? Well, that's interesting...]
This 'Fuyuki'--are you a soldier there?
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No, I just live there. My family has for centuries, actually, even before it was a city. You could say we had first claim.
But if you're asking me that, does that mean you yourself are truly a soldier?
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[That makes the most sense to Felicia, at least. King Garon was likely the same way, and stuff like that definitely isn't unheard of. The question gets a bit of a pause before Felicia answers.]
Well, I've been trained so that I could defend Lady Corrin as one of her retainers--I'm sure that if it was needed, they could send me to fight! But I don't know why they'd send a maid. So...yes, but no? I'm actually kind of surprised that's on there...
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It did seem out of place by comparison. For a moment, I was imagining you forced to clean a mansion in a heavy suit of armor. [She laughs into her hand.] That would make anyone clumsy.
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Oh, gods no! I couldn't imagine how much worse that would be--I'd have bruises all over! I mean, these heels are bad enough to work in! [Felicia promptly lifts her foot up to show the rather odd, armored heels off.] One wrong step in these, and you'll wind up on the floor along the day's tea...
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I don't know, I think I could pull it off. They do seem inappropriate for a maid, however. Well, unless your employer has a fetish.
[Said with a completely straight face.]
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[Honestly, she'll do anything to get some actual, regular shoes around here. If she's stuck here in armor, it's gonna be a pain.
...That fetish bit gets a bit of a pause.] A...fetish? I'm not familiar with the term. I don't think King Garon or Lady Corrin would have one, though...
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[This moment doesn't seem appropriate, even if they are kinda cute shoes. Forgetting that for now though, Rin's hand creeps up to her mouth as if to hide a mischievous expression.]
Are you sure? Historically, they're famous among royalty in particular.
[Oh but King Garon. Wasn't that a name under her dislikes?]
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No...no, this is the first I've heard of that word, honest! I don't know what it could possibly be, or why any of my lady's family could have one, but...
[Throw her a bone here. Please.]
Are they something bad?
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Yes?
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Rin cups a hand around her mouth and whispers to Felicia conspiratorially.]
They're a fixation. A sexual fixation.
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Oh! Is that all it is? Well, I don't think that's too--
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...Oh.
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[Felicia kind of recoils back from Rin once the realization dawns on her. And just. Promptly hides her face in her hands.]
I feel so scandalized--!
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Ehh, don't worry too much. Even if there's a chance, it's probably not the case for this Corrin you like so much. [Her profile says she doesn't like shoes, after all.] That should make you feel better, right?
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Y--yeah! Why, Lady Camilla would fume if she knew Lady Corrin had anything like that on her mind...
[...though, uh, considering Camilla she. Kind of has to wonder sometimes. Either way, Felicia composes herself a bit and straightens out, nodding her head.]
Very much so, yes...I still feel so naive, though. I didn't think people would actually think that way, about servants of all people!
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Oh, they think that way especially about servants. I doubt it's as popular among royalty, but it is among everyone else.
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[no, pretty sure that's just you felicia]
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[She is educated, but at what cost.........]
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It seems you get it now. [Rin's glad she did, actually. She would have teased her more, but let up before it got too bad.] Really, that's the kind of thing you should be aware of, but pretend doesn't exist. Your life will be better that way.
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Well...well, it's going to be hard to not be aware of it now... [God, is that why she got such strange looks? Suddenly everything kind of makes sense, and Felicia fiddles with her apron a bit and averts her eyes.]
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It's what you work in every day, right? It might look strange to some of us, but to you it's your uniform; a symbol that you could be trusted with an important duty.
[She sticks her finger in the air.] If you continue to get strange looks, just tell them that with all the pride in your heart. They'll understand. And if they don't, they're jerks who aren't worth your effort.