[OPEN] Welcome to Sanctum!

[sanctum_npc]

Characters: All our lovely new arrivals.
Time: Week 1 || Day 1
Location: The Park Center, near the Information Booth!
Summary: The Mayoral Committee has decided to throw a picnic for the new arrivals so now is your chance to snag some free food and mingle!
Warnings: None

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[revengeisalie]

[And Rin is going about, minding her own business -- okay, well, and the abundance of food about. She's pretty much cherry-picking by now, going mostly for the sweets but also for a few rich and savory treats. Mostly, she doesn't know about what her next meal will be like in this foreign world.

So one fails to pay attention for a moment and very nearly bumps into someone else.]

Ah, I'm so--

[An apology mouthed as she turns around, only to recognize Nezumi. In which her awkwardly apologetic expression sours quite a bit.]

-- I'm sorry.

[drawntohowling]

[Nezumi managed a half step forward to keep from spilling his plate - one should never take for granted perfectly edible food, much less waste it needlessly after all - while the mouse, which had just pushed up to standing on it's hind legs, jumped towards the interloper to keep his balance. Little paws bounced right off her forehead in a quick tap, before the little creature landed on the man's shoulder once again.

And then it chittered quite reproachfully at her.

Nezumi laughed softly and arched a brow, then lifted a piece of lettuce from his plate to the offended animal.]

Seems you should be apologizing to Moonlit instead, mi'lady.

[revengeisalie]

Ah!

[A quiet yelp at the unfamiliar sensation of a mouse bouncing off her forehead, and then she just looks back and forth between Nezumi and his mouse, because, man. What is the appropriate reaction here even supposed to be?

She eyes the angry little mouse again, which seems almost human in its indignance at her, and her mouth tightens in a sheepish, unsure expression.]

I'm sorry, then. Moonlit.

[drawntohowling]

[Grape colored eyes blink at her for a moment before the mouse gives one last cheep, then settles on his shoulder. Nezumi actually smiles at her for the apology, and starts to open his mouth to speak - only to pause as another little mouse, this one white with a pale tan underbelly, suddenly bounds off the table and onto his shoulder, then scurries across to the same side as the darker mouse.

In it's mouth is a rather large grape, which gets offered to Moonlit.

Nezumi blinks, then sighs.]

...You're going to get the juice on me, you know. At least take it over to the tree if you're not going to wait.

[Rather than leave him, they both settle into place so he turns his attention back to the woman standing before him.]

You've earned his forgiveness with your sincerity. They can sense emotion, you know, so he'd know if you were lying. That's... rather considerate of you, actually.

[revengeisalie]

[Rin watches this display and is surprised that she's having quite a fight to keep herself from smiling. Being able to become animals has taught her to take them more seriously. Because yes, that bad impression you made on her lingers, Nezumi.

But then he talks to her -- civilly, actually. And that causes her to unwind and open up just a bit more. She looks at him with raised eyebrows.]

What kind of mice are they?

[drawntohowling]

Forest mice. They're... the last of their kind.

[The 'like me' remains unsaid, because this stranger has no need of that particular bit of knowledge. Instead he shrugs his free shoulder, then adds a second slice of the cherry cake to the plate for himself before adding lightly.]

They're more intelligent than most of the humans you'll meet, regardless. This one [he taps the white one] is Hamlet. And I believe you've already been introduced to Cravat when we last spoke. Even if you don't give us a name, they'll remember you, mi'lady.

[revengeisalie]

[She just listens, expression now entirely open, as he explains. And her mind gets hitched on one word.]

"Us"?

[drawntohowling]

[Amusement dances clearly in slate-gray eyes as he watches her.]

Well, you don't understand them do you? So that 'us' has to include their interpreter, doesn't it?

[revengeisalie]

[... well. She's kind of dubious that that's what he meant, but she'll accept that.]

I guess so. So you understand them very well, then?

[drawntohowling]

[She's a sharp one, that's at least true. It makes him smile a bit more as he reaches up to brush a fingertip across each of their backs.]

I can, though they can communicate well enough if they need to with someone that can't. They're certainly better companions that most humans I've met.

[revengeisalie]

Not big on people, huh?

[Knowing smile. Ahh, it's nice being able to figure people out!]

[drawntohowling]

[He returns that smile with one of his own, just as knowing for all that his eyes remain empty pools of silvery calm.]

Should I be?

[revengeisalie]

Well, it would be nice if you at least pretended once in a while.

[Kind of a pointed side-eye, here.]

[drawntohowling]

But I do that at work.

[A beatific smile.]

Surely that counts, does it not?

[revengeisalie]

What is your job, then?

[drawntohowling]

[To that, he gives her a flourishing bow, all smooth flowing motion and a graceful dip of his head before he lifts a hand to rest his fingertips lightly over his chest and offers her a winsome smile.]

Why, I'm in theatre, of course. Lead actor at The Rose theatre, as a matter of fact.