dramatispersonae | Guy Cecil's Heart

The door seems solid!

It seems the girl is rather attentive, though, to her surroundings. She straightens up in surprise. "Well!" She says - her poise is confident, unalarmed, approaching you while the two boys play. "Who might you be?"

[ahaha i have no idea who you are but i can tell you're important. SMILES. and keeps his hand on the door.]

I'm a visiter. My name is Hunter. Sorry for intruding.

"Well, my name is Mary Galan of Gardios. You're either impressive to get past our guards or impressively lost."

Haha, maybe a bit of both? Do you have any suggestions when it comes to where I should be?

"Where you're supposed to be?" She blinks. "What a broad question. Where is your family? You look foreign."

Very foreign, yes.

As for my family... I wish I knew. He's almost definitely not where he's supposed to be, either.

"Oh..."

Mary frowns, then leans in close, studying his face.

[oh.

b-blinks?]

Ah...?

"You seem awfully insecure! For someone so lost, how do you expect to find yourself where you should be again! Aren't you a man?"

[w-what just happened...]

...You're right. I should probably get going, then. Unless you need anything, that is.

"Well! I certainly don't."

She steps back and smiles.

"But I do hope--"

--she flickers, expression going dull, eyes lifeless, hair caked in red--

Smiling brightly.

"-- you find what you need."

[ s c r e a m

inwardly, at least. outwardly he only seems absolutely horrified for a second or two, before fixing on a thin smile and reaching to take her hand, bowing over it and brushing a kiss over the back, if she'll let him.]

Thank you. I hope your happiness continues.

Oh my, you know your manners. She doesn't object and seems pleased.

"I intend it to, of course."

Goodbye.

[HUNTER IS HEADING OUT THE WAY HE CAME IN 8|;;]

[As you cut back through the garden, the eerie, luminescent edging at the corner of your vision gets worse and worse, and it's difficult to tell if the area is wholly put together or wholly on fire or just... half-built rubble. You can see visions of all three.

You make it back to the workshop, though.]

[L-lovely, that'll be haunting him for a while. Picking up speed (but totally not running away) until he clears the door.

Can he head for the west door or will he be intercepted?]

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