i'll indulge these intriques; ACTION&VOICE

[mongoosegrin]

"Gilded Castle"...

[he's standing barefoot at the gates to said castle, staring up at it with the kind of smirk someone has when they're humoring a bad joke. wondering aloud is broadcasting aloud; the new seal is bound around his dexterous hand - he'll have to gnaw the strap if he wants it off. but...eh, he'll worry about it later

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[apathycary]

[ The Gilded Castle was the right location, Edel now learned. He looked at his own key and wrinkled his nose. Was this a sick joke? He was tired of being called a prince by that blasted ghost... ]

Ah-!

[ He stops then, realizing there's someone right in front of him near the entrance! Oh look, perhaps this man wouldn't ignore him... not that Edel was entirely sure that's what he wanted in the first place.

He waited to see what the man would do, but of course he isn't taking to account that just spoke out loud. ]

[apathycary]

...

[ his expression stays stiff, but Edel can feel that he's probably right. He hates it when someone else is right, especially when it's something like this. ]

What country are you from, then?

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[mongoosegrin]

Olvoski. North. Much colder than here more often, yes. [but he don't curr to talk about that; OPEN THE DOOR, MANG.]

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this icon's for you, elle

[apathycary]

[ I'LL OPEN THE DOOR WHEN I WANT TO DAMN IT. ]

I've never heard of it either...

[ Right, it wasn't like he thought this guy was patient or anything. Edel pulled out the key and looked at it- guess it was really now or never. It's not like he had any other leads at the moment. While Edel hated to go "with the flow" this was... just exactly what he was going to do.

Yeah. It'd all be fine, really. ]

Why, exactly, are we welcomed to this place...

[ HAVE AN OPENED DOOR, GOD. Man, Edel's just gotta do all the hard work around here it seems!! ]

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[ ooc : woaeifjaoifejwaoijaf LMAO I WAS WONDERING WHY YOU WERE TAKING SO LONG TO REPLY wow is this really my only ooc comment so far. ]

i shall treasure it until my dying breath

[mongoosegrin]

I don't know. [and, frankly, he doesn't much care! once the key clicks and a bit of door is pulled open, Alex takes initiative and nudges more of it with the heel of his foot, then a shoulder as he slips past Edel with zero regard for personal space. me first me first me first!!!

he makes a low sound that echoes as he gets inside, grinning. this place is stupidly-ornate.]

Ooh, ooh...What a place, eh?

this will be a draw off when we tag

[apathycary]

[ Ugh, that's all Edel can think right now. Personal space, personal space. Why is this concept so foreign... ]

Oh.

[ It certainly reminded him of a place. A place he would much rather not remember right now. ]

I... suppose.

i'm ok with this

[mongoosegrin]

[his amused chuckle amuses him as he hears it echo. big! echoey! better than stone walls covered in tapestry. and the floor! he slaps his bare foot on the ground to feel and hear.

heh.]

So strange...One moment, in gray rooms and goat fur, and next...! [he spins on his heel, letting his arms flail without care. a goofy boy-giggle.]

Re: i'm ok with this

[apathycary]

[ Edel was not as happy. He looked at the grandiose walls in disinterest as he closed the door behind them. ]

[ Softly, he spoke mostly to himself - ] From one prison to another, it looks like...

[mongoosegrin]

[voices carry well in that room! Alex stops spinning, both feet on the ground, turned directly toward him.]

Prison, you say? You see locks and bars here? I do not.

[apathycary]

Locks and bars aren't always the visible kind.

[mongoosegrin]

[Alex is starting to get exasperated, though it stays under wraps; his sigh becomes a steady, soft exhale instead.] Door's still open, St. Helena. You do not have to be here?

[apathycary]

Tch.

This is all one terrible joke, that's all. I won't deny myself a bed over my pride.

[ And of course he'll stay, what else does he have? Still, the scowl on his face ain't leaving anytime soon. ]

[mongoosegrin]

[turning away, Alex's eyes rollll right back up to the ceiling. this guy...

welp. let him complain. this is too enjoyable for now! he begins to march again, starting up that funky tune what brings the both of them up to dear Luke's presence--]