WELCOME TO ASGARD (part two) [OPEN]

[asgardmods]

 Who: EVERYONE!
What: Getting introduced to the city
When: Day 1, around noon
Where: The castle plaza and the Welcome Halls
Rating: Worksafe -- If this changes, please inform the mods.

[Welcome to the city of Asgard. Now that you've woken up and been given your welcome instructions (as per the FAQ), what will you do? There are a good number of other new

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[holmes_fanatic]

[Sword and bells. Now that's an unusual combination. Conan pauses his own explorations a moment to observe his companion before deciding to greet her.]

Looking for something or just looking?

[roadstotheriver]

[Looking over-- and then down-- Lirael blinks to find a child here. Just like the other boy mentioned.... At least children aren't quite as likely to make her nervous, though she's certainly never had much cause to interact with them, since she moved out of the Hall of Children.]

Just looking. I'm... I'm exploring, a little.

[She pauses, swallows a bit for courage, and adds,] Do you live here, too?

[holmes_fanatic]

Exploring? What have you found?

[Conan's definitely not nervous, taking Lirael's question as an invitation to join her.]

Apparently! Though I'm still getting used to this place ...

[roadstotheriver]

[Lirael isn't so sure she wants to be followed, but she's not about to say anything about it, and just keeps walking.]

The bedrooms upstairs... the front room with all those... things in it.

[Electronics? What are those? Not something she has the least bit of familiarity with, that's for sure. As she pushes open a door and peers into the room with the long table, she adds,]

... and this looks like a dining room.

[holmes_fanatic]

You mean the entertainment room? With the TV and that?

[Conan peers past Lirael into the room.] It does too! I wonder if that means we're supposed to eat together?

[roadstotheriver]

Oh, I hope not.

[The words come out before Lirael can really stop them, and she looks mortified.]

Not that... you aren't pleasant, but... but I've heard things. About everyone else....

[And she didn't like people much, in general. The thought of eating at a long table with a bunch of people she didn't know and who weren't even likely to be kind... well. It would probably be just as bad as sitting at the children's table, the one adult still in blue-- which would be why she never did that anymore.]

[holmes_fanatic]

Things? [Maybe Conan should have spent more time in the house instead of out, exploring.] What sort of things?

You won't feel lonely?

[roadstotheriver]

Just that they're all... difficult. I was told I'm a bit unusual compared to... everyone else.

[Though she still doesn't know quite how,/u> she's different, aside from not being difficult-- and even there, she's pretty sure she's difficult, just in different ways.]

And I don't really mind being alone. It's what I'm used to.

[After a fashion, anyway.]

[holmes_fanatic]

[... Not the most welcoming description I've ever heard. This place ... it's really something else.]

Who told you that? It wasn't the maid, I bet!

[roadstotheriver]

Someone named Kaz? He seemed to think I was in the wrong house....

[Lirael starts across the dining room, which is beautiful, if as gray and drab-looking in color as everywhere else, towards the swinging door in the back that she's guessing leads to the kitchen.]

[holmes_fanatic]

Kaz-san ...

Ne, what was he like? Was he scary?

[Conan's following of course, thoughtfully counting the number of seats as they pass them.]

-nineteen, twenty ... I guess there's going to be a lot of us here!

[roadstotheriver]

Not nearly as many as there were at home.

[Though the thought of being in this room with twenty people is more than enough to make her wish for the lower refectory at the Glacier. At least there she could have chosen an empty table to hide at! She eyes the table unhappily.]

Kaz-- Kaz didn't seem frightening... not really. A little overwhelming, maybe.

[holmes_fanatic]

Wow ... I guess your home must have been pretty big!

[Which makes her obvious unease at sharing a room with numerous others curious -- just what did Kaz say?]

I guess if he's not bad, then the other's can't be too bad, right? Do you think this is the kitchen?

[roadstotheriver]

[It isn't even Kaz's fault she uneasy about it-- but obviously Conan wouldn't know that. She's just shy and uncertain, in general, and the idea of being shy with a bunch of people who were "annoying pieces of shit" is only compounding the problem. She pushes open the door, and sure enough, a kitchen. A much fancier kitchen than she's used to, and she drifts in to investigate.]

Apparently it is... the kitchens are home are bigger, surely, there's just more people there. But they are not so... so... fancy! Everything gleams!

[holmes_fanatic]

[Conan chimes in in agreement, though his surprise is less.]

It looks brand new -- I wonder if it's even been used!

[roadstotheriver]

Do you think... all of this us just for us?

[Lirael can hardly believe that. Why would anyone put all new things into a beautiful kitchen like this just for them? Were they truly that certain that they would be a help? She opens a couple cupboards, standing on her toes to see into the upper ones.]