log; welcome to roland, morgan

[hammy]

[Congrats, Morgan. You're... well, you probably have no idea where you are. Judging from the surroundings, though, it seems to be a noble's home, late at night. The hallway is mostly dark, illuminated only slightly by light coming from other rooms, the air is silent—

—and then there sure is a knife flying straight at you.]

Comments

[intendance]

[...rude.]

No, not really...

[...]

But if I can't leave, I can't make new friends either. So I'll just be all alone.

[hammy]

[There's a pause while he walks, before he sighs.]

How about this: when I leave for a mission or whatever, I'll take you with me and drop you off outside the area? The Hidden Elites wouldn't bother you if you're with me when we leave the house, and while I dunno how fun wandering around town is, it's probably better than being cooped up inside all day and you can at least talk with people.

Just don't accidentally trespass onto a noble's territory and watch out for carriages that look like they belong to someone important. The streets' atmospheres are pretty easy to read, though—if everyone suddenly becomes tense, that means you should be too.

[intendance]

[She brightens instantly, grinning.]

That would be great! I'll be careful and stay out of trouble. But at least I can look around then and talk to people.

[You'd think it was Christmas, really, with how pleased she is.]

[hammy]

All right, then that's settled! I'll even give you some money, if you want. Just don't spend it recklessly.

[He looks up, thinking.]

Ah, actually, you can buy groceries too, then. I don't really have much time for that thanks to my work, so this makes things convenient.

[Because Roland dismissed his servants years ago and while that's not too much of a loss, it means that he hasn't been eating entirely properly—]

[intendance]

[Morgan just grins and nods at that, holding her tome to her chest easily as she grins.]

I can do that! Shopping for food can be lots of fun, and shopping for food in another world entirely...

[She taps a finger to her lips thoughtfully.]

Whoaaa, that could be interesting!

[hammy]

[He tilts his head.]

You really think our food's that different?

[intendance]

It could be! You'd never heard of bear meat, after all!

[she has a point.]

[hammy]

I guess... Well, try not to go too crazy and pick something weird just because you have no idea what it is.

[intendance]

Would I do that?

[...yes.

...]

Okay, I won't do that when I go. Mostly.

[hammy]

... Knowing you, 'mostly's the best I'm gonna get, huh? Geez... Try not to poison the both of us, okay?

[intendance]

I'll try! I'll ask the people who are selling it if they're poisonous.

[flawless solution.]

Don't worry, I'm a quick study!

[And she's not talking about just the grocery shopping now. She's a quick study with everything--and so she'll be fine, wandering the streets.]

[hammy]

Yeah, yeah. Try not to get kidnapped, okay?

[They're approaching the residence area of the Hidden Elites now though, with small 2-storey mansions scattered about.]

[intendance]

Don't be silly! I'm basically already kidnapped--just sort of by your world more than anything.

[is that supposed to help, Morgan--

Oh well. She's looking around with a great deal of interest, not seeming to be particularly bothered.]

[hammy]

... Don't get kidnapped by a noble, I mean. They're known for picking girls off the streets. Well, I guess with your skills, it'd be hard for anyone to kidnap you...

[intendance]

[She nods easily enough.]

I'll keep it in mind, but I should be fine. Even not using magic, I'm pretty good with a sword.

Hopefully that doesn't happen, though. I don't want to hurt anyone.

[humility is for people who aren't them.]

[hammy]

Not to mention it'd attract a lot of attention. Well, actually, you'd have the army after you for attacking or even defying a noble, so attempted kidnappings are only allowed when I'm there too, okay?

[this clearly makes sense.]

[intendance]

Okay, okay. I will only defy nobles when you're around then.

[this makes perfect sense to her.]

The rest of the time, I'll just avoid being kidnapped.

[hammy]

Make sure you stick to that!

[Aaaaaand they're here. Zohra stops in front of a mansion before taking out a key, with which he unlocks the door.

Opening it—]

Well? Ladies first.

[intendance]

I'm a lady now?

[She sounds amused, but doesn't argue, stepping forward and peering around interestedly.]

So this is where you live?

[hammy]

Not really, but you're more of a lady than I am, at least.

[The house is very obviously too large for one person—let alone a 13-year-old—to be living in alone, made all the more clearer by the general lack of decor. There's all the necessities, at least, and some generic items, but not much in the way of personal touch.]

Yeah. Feel free to take whichever room you want—well, except for mine, obviously.

[intendance]

[huff. rude.

But she's distracted by the house, so she doesn't get particularly huffy.

Oooh...]

Well, all right. Which one is your room then?

[hammy]

It's on the second floor. I guess you can just take any room on the first floor, then. Not like anyone else is living here to complain.

[intendance]

Okay! If you say so, that's fine by me.

[She'll just start wandering around, poking into empty spaces curiously.

Sure is empty up in here.]

[hammy]

[... Well, while she's doing that, he'll just be going off to get some bread to eat, because man, he's hungry now.]

[intendance]

[Morgan is just inspecting this place from top to bottom, curious and thoughtful.

It's empty. Very empty. She can tell that Zohra never really puts any thought or concern into where he's living. It might not be much of a surprise, but it's still a little sad.

All Morgan has ever known is moving around in the army, and thus never having a solid place to stay.

...Maybe when she goes to get food, she'll bring back some things to bring some life into this place too.]