[ As soon as Alfin awoke, she could tell something was wrong. Her bed wasn't comfy at all, which was strange as it had been perfectly fluffy when she went to sleep last night. It was almost as if this wasn't her bed at all... But that's just paranaoia, right?
She opened her eyes and discovered that no, that was not just paranoia. She quickly sat up, and looked around. She didn't recognize this room at all. Growing increasingly worried, she threw the covers off of herself and got out of bed. Upon doing so, she noticed the trunk right next to her feet. Before checking the trunk, however, she looked around the room and took note of the calendar. There was writing on it. She moved over to read it, and after doing so her brow furrowed. Sergeant? Had she been placed under protective custody, without her knowledge? Or worse, kidnapped by an enemy nation? Given that she had been in the castle, and asleep, neither seemed likely, but... Her being here at all was unlikely, so she had to consider every possibility.
She also needed to check out what was in that trunk. There might be an explanation inside. She walked back over to it and kneeled down in front of it. It didn't appear to be locked, or indeed have a lock at all, so it was quite easy to open. The first thing she noticed was the uniform. It certainly wasn't an Erebonian military uniform. She pulled it out of the suitcase to examine it. It wasn't from any military she recognized. Could it be a jaeger uniform? She shuddered. She didn't want to think about the implications of a jaeger uniform in the same room as her.
She refolded the uniform and took note of the gas mask and helmet that had been sitting atop it. The helmet was quickly disregarded-- helmets aren't a big protective must in Zemuria. They can't protect one from most orbment spells after all. But the gas mask... She picked that up. She had never seen one in person before, but she knew what it was. If something like that was in here... Are there toxic gasses around? She should take this with her, just in case.
The most eye-catching items in the trunk sorted through, Alfin finally noticed the paper with the rules. Picking the paper up, she quickly read through it. ]
Thirty days...?
[ That was... a long time. But she can't possibly actually stay here that long, could she? Surely her family is already looking for her.
The next rule to make her take pause was the execution rule. That was... This was...
She shuddered and quickly read on. ]
Murder?!
[ She had hoped the next rule would make things better not worse! She wasn't a murderer... What was going on here?! There must be some kind of mistake... She shoved the paper into her pocket and stood up, not noticing the debit card or room key. She was leaving to find this 'Sergeant'-- now. ]
Floor 2
[ After leaving her room, she noticed she had already been wearing shoes. More specifically, her very own boots. She shuddered. She most certainly hadn't fallen asleep wearing them. Somebody must have dressed her. She looked around, and upon seeing someone, stormed over. ]
You! Explain yourself!
[ She yelled, wrongly assuming that whoever she ran into was involved in her kidnapping. ]
Floor 1
[ After having discovered that she was not the only person kidnapped, she made her way down to the first floor. There were a lot of people milling about-- this time, she correctly assumed they were fellow kidnappees. There was one door hanging open, and a lot of people in and around it. Upon making her way over to that room, she noticed an empty desk... And a rack of maps. She ignored the desk and hurried over the maps, pulling one off of the rack to examine closer. Hmmm, they must be...
She looked to her side at the nearest person and showed them her map. ]
no subject
[ As soon as Alfin awoke, she could tell something was wrong. Her bed wasn't comfy at all, which was strange as it had been perfectly fluffy when she went to sleep last night. It was almost as if this wasn't her bed at all... But that's just paranaoia, right?
She opened her eyes and discovered that no, that was not just paranoia. She quickly sat up, and looked around. She didn't recognize this room at all. Growing increasingly worried, she threw the covers off of herself and got out of bed. Upon doing so, she noticed the trunk right next to her feet. Before checking the trunk, however, she looked around the room and took note of the calendar. There was writing on it. She moved over to read it, and after doing so her brow furrowed. Sergeant? Had she been placed under protective custody, without her knowledge? Or worse, kidnapped by an enemy nation? Given that she had been in the castle, and asleep, neither seemed likely, but... Her being here at all was unlikely, so she had to consider every possibility.
She also needed to check out what was in that trunk. There might be an explanation inside. She walked back over to it and kneeled down in front of it. It didn't appear to be locked, or indeed have a lock at all, so it was quite easy to open. The first thing she noticed was the uniform. It certainly wasn't an Erebonian military uniform. She pulled it out of the suitcase to examine it. It wasn't from any military she recognized. Could it be a jaeger uniform? She shuddered. She didn't want to think about the implications of a jaeger uniform in the same room as her.
She refolded the uniform and took note of the gas mask and helmet that had been sitting atop it. The helmet was quickly disregarded-- helmets aren't a big protective must in Zemuria. They can't protect one from most orbment spells after all. But the gas mask... She picked that up. She had never seen one in person before, but she knew what it was. If something like that was in here... Are there toxic gasses around? She should take this with her, just in case.
The most eye-catching items in the trunk sorted through, Alfin finally noticed the paper with the rules. Picking the paper up, she quickly read through it. ]
Thirty days...?
[ That was... a long time. But she can't possibly actually stay here that long, could she? Surely her family is already looking for her.
The next rule to make her take pause was the execution rule. That was... This was...
She shuddered and quickly read on. ]
Murder?!
[ She had hoped the next rule would make things better not worse! She wasn't a murderer... What was going on here?! There must be some kind of mistake... She shoved the paper into her pocket and stood up, not noticing the debit card or room key. She was leaving to find this 'Sergeant'-- now. ]
Floor 2
[ After leaving her room, she noticed she had already been wearing shoes. More specifically, her very own boots. She shuddered. She most certainly hadn't fallen asleep wearing them. Somebody must have dressed her. She looked around, and upon seeing someone, stormed over. ]
You! Explain yourself!
[ She yelled, wrongly assuming that whoever she ran into was involved in her kidnapping. ]
Floor 1
[ After having discovered that she was not the only person kidnapped, she made her way down to the first floor. There were a lot of people milling about-- this time, she correctly assumed they were fellow kidnappees. There was one door hanging open, and a lot of people in and around it. Upon making her way over to that room, she noticed an empty desk... And a rack of maps. She ignored the desk and hurried over the maps, pulling one off of the rack to examine closer. Hmmm, they must be...
She looked to her side at the nearest person and showed them her map. ]
Do you think we're at the motel right now?