WEEK 0 — ARRIVAL

[cartesio]

Week 0: Arrival

When you wake up you immediately feel something’s off. You sit on the bed and find it’s not your bed, and this isn’t your room either. You seem to be in a rather normal-looking motel room. To your side there’s a trunk, if you open it you’ll find a military uniform, the key to your room, a set of rules and a debit card. Don’t lose those items! Or do lose the rules, you'll find a brand new copy the next day under your pillow. There’s also a calendar on the wall, you can see today’s date. The year is unreadable, but the month and day are very clear:

March 28^th
There it says ‘Meet the Sergeant at the Lodge, 9:00 AM’. There’s also a circle around March 31st, with the word ‘END’ scrawled there.

For now leaving your motel room would be a good choice. When you reach the lobby, you see the receptionist’s desk— no one’s manning it. There’s a rack filled with maps, marking several locations in the town.

There are also many strangers here – and you’re one more. For now it may be a good idea to take a map and explore the town.

After all, looks like you’re stuck here in the boonies for a while.

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IC Rules
Room Assignments
Locations
Tasks (LOCKED currently)

March 28^th
March 29^th
March 30^th

Comments

[paciscere]

It's sudden, but one can never be too sure. [ and it's not like he believes waver's answer anyway. ] I'd encourage you to be less annoyed or else that little line between your brow will be permanent. Just think of how awful you'd look then.

[ haha! ]

[londonstar]

Ha ha.

[ he crosses his arms, clearly not amused with this stranger's comment. ]

As if I'm going to be happy that I'm being thrust into this situation.

[paciscere]

Ah, it got worse. Maybe it's too late? Perhaps your face already stuck that way.

[ how awful, indeed. ]

Idle comments aside... It's quite interesting, actually, that someone could "thrust" us into this situation. How powerful they must be to do so. I'm not an easy man [ boy ] to kidnap.

[londonstar]

You're barely a teenager.

[ el melloi ii agrees, though, and his expression softens just a little in thought. ]

But you're right. This isn't something that just anyone can do. This "Sergeant" is probably capable of powerful Magic.

[paciscere]

Age has little to do with anything. But if you're interested [ and he volunteers this information anyway: ] I'm a first year in high school. Though that means something a little different to people outside of Japan.

[ ah, wait. ]

Pardon my manners. I haven't introduced myself. My name is Seiji Matoba. Just Seiji is fine.

[londonstar]

It means you're around 15 years old, no?

[ he shrugs. to be quite honest, he doesn't care that much about seiji's age. ]

Very well, Seiji. I'm Lord El Melloi II. It is nice to meet you.

[paciscere]

[ a lord, eh? matoba doesn't really want to address him by his title. it's so much more useful to trick someone into thinking they're on friendly terms by using what wasterners tend to call one's christian name.

alas. best to play it nice. ]

... Very well. [ mimicking waver because that's real cute. ] You mentioned something about magic earlier. Care to explain?