Kirumi Tojo's Palace | The Ultimate Maid's Failures

[kandata]

By now everyone may be used to find themselves in bizarre locations, between going into palaces and visiting Nekyia. It might not come as a surprise that it has happened again.

What might come as a surprise, though...is how empty this place is.

All around you there's nothing more than a large, gray, featureless expanse. In the distance there seem to be bars, curving upwards to gather so, so high above you, possibly hundreds of miles above, so high it’s hard to distinguish.

It’s a cage. So unfathomably large. You could escape, were you to get to the edges of the cage, but...it would take forever. No matter how you look at it, you're trapped. The atmosphere is so...hopeless. Devoid of anything even remotely positive.

Not that you want to hang around for long, do you? After all, this is someone's palace. Not a place to stick around at. What to do, though?

It’s all so...empty. Silent. Featureless. A flat expanse of hard gray tiles.

Gather together, everyone. Gather and choose a direction. North, East, West, South. All directions look completely identical, but could it affect your time in this place, somehow? Probably not. But all treks start with the first step. Perhaps, if you get moving, you'll progress?

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[prozaic]

[Unfortunately for him, Shalem does startle. But... fortunately? For him?? Shalem's snapping teeth miss (9).

Then he's awake and blinks blearily.]

... Yes?

[idealitas]

...Bad luck?

[ Have a Diarama upon suggestion by Kaine. Of course Yi Sang would also want to check if Shalem had anything to add since they're regrouping, but taking a nap in a palace is... a little odd? Maybe? ]

[prozaic]

Mmph. [Shalem massages his temples in an attempt to focus, but the Diarama helps! He's feeling better now.]

Indeed. Quite bad, but I believe this is good enough.

[idealitas]

I hope things can be less so for you.

[ Yi Sang is kind of aware by now. Oops ]

If you have anything you feel that would be helpful for us to know, it would be appreciated.

music room stuff itt

[prozaic]

A sitrep, is it? Mm...

[Shalem sits up properly.]

Ah, yes, I played a song on the piano, my curiosity getting the better of me. Then she came. [No need to elaborate on who "she" is.] Of course, it was not at all young miss Kirumi, but an... afterimage, perhaps? A memory?

A memory of her grieving process, speaking to someone she'd recently lost, how she felt responsible for their death, and how she would no longer allow any more of them to happen. [And then he reaches into his pocket and recovers the mourning band.] She left this atop the piano, as if I needed to take it.