[ open ] action for hel. | backdated to the evening of the 23rd.

[revanchisme]

[ lovely evening, isn't it? moon shining, wind howling. bit cold outside, which is probably why your windows are closed right now. you're probably either in bed or getting ready to be in bed. dog-earing that last page of your novel, doing your stretches, putting curlers in your hair or whatever it is you do to prepare you for your land of sleep and dreams and whatnot. and that's just the way it should be, even in the land of Hel, because even Hellions need their sleep, right--

well, wrong.

because guess who just... opened... your window.

a heavy footfall on your on your windowsill, unannounced. a maniacal grin. the masked man leaning into your room doesn't look friendly, and neither does that giant sword on his back. surprais. hope he didn't interrupt your peaceful night or anything, but he's a man on a mission, and you don't mess with men on missions. have a cheshire grin, even as he bows, flourished, mocking. ]

So, sorry to drop in unannounced, but I was afraid you wouldn't be home otherwise. Hope I didn't interrupt anything pressing-- [ a pause. ] Oh, but on second thought, I hope I did! It would make this dull night far more entertaining.

[ leaning into your room, now-- ] Of course, I'm not here for a mere social visit. There are few questions that I'm sure you feel compelled to answer in due time.

[ grinnnnn. he draws himself up, slit-like eyes peering out from behind the mask. ] Well? Shall we get tonight's entertainment underway?



[ ooc: so, berthier is searching for... kaz... and because he doesn't know he's searching for kaz, he's barging into rooms in Hel during the evening and sneering at people until he gets answers. for residents of Hel, feel free to assume that he barged into your character's room and react accordingly-- or conversely, feel free to assume he didn't barge into your character's room, if you don't want to deal with this maniac. he skipped a lot of rooms because he got bored.

for those people whose rooms he's hit up-- he won't hurt anyone unless you pull a knife out on him or something, and even then, he'll most likely just be fooling around. he'll just troll a little, sneer a little, ask a few questions, possibly wave his sword around a little, and then he'll leave (and he'll leave the window open, the bastard).

and if you're kaz? well. c': ]

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[liarflower]

Then let's hear 'em.

[Well, if it'll get rid of him she doesn't mind a couple questions.]

Can't guarantee I have answers, though.

[revanchisme]

[ he blinks again. a finger goes to his chin. ]

My, how agreeable of you. And so sudden, too.

[liarflower]

Guess I'm just not in the mood to kick your ass out myself.

[She's just exhausted, but she's not gonna go and say that. She taps a foot on the ground impatiently.]

Those questions?

[revanchisme]

[ he blinks at this, then grins like a cheshire cat. straightening, he stretches. ]

Then, I certainly hope you're in the mood to answer. How well do you know the individuals of this household? This world?

[liarflower]

[Nosy question. She thinks a minute, then replies.]

Assuming you're from this house, too, then most of 'em are pretty fucked up. Some seem more likeable than others, though. Same for everyone else I've met.

Next?

[revanchisme]

Good, good. [ though just what is good he really doesn't explain. ]

Of those people that you do know, do you recall anyone with a short stature and dark hair? Ideally one with a most disagreeable personality, a tendency for thievery and much love for the female sex?

[liarflower]

[She hums in thought. Then she nods.]

Now that you mention it, pretty sure I have. Not sure 'bout the thievery and love part, but I met a short dark-haired guy with a real shitty personality the other day.

[revanchisme]

[ ah, now we're getting somewhere. ]

Oh, he sounds most promising. What name does he answer to, do you know?

[liarflower]

No idea. If I knew, I'd tell ya, though.

[revanchisme]

Well, I appreciate the sentiment. [ a yawn. then-- ] Lastly, were there any other distinguishing features to this young man that you noticed?

[liarflower]

[She shrugs.]

Pretty sure he had...fangs. His eyes were kinda weird, too.

[revanchisme]

Hm, hm. How very fascinating, this mysterious thief of Lucille's.

[liarflower]

[That's an interesting thing to say...]

He steal somethin' important from someone?

[revanchisme]

Indeed. He stole a very important book from a very important person of mine.

[liarflower]

And lemme guess, you're gonna get it back?

[revanchisme]

That's where you are wrong, child.

I gave my word that I would not touch the culprit, and that important person of mine has not given me any reason to break it.

[liarflower]

Huh. Really.

Then is that it for the questions?

[revanchisme]

That is all.

Thank you most kindly, child. You've been very helpful.

[liarflower]

No problem...I guess.

You can show yourself out, right?