Day 1 Night

[12npcs]

[ Over the murmur of conversations, explorations and violent attempts at escape, there comes a sound tick tick tick tick tick.............. CLICK.... The sky above snaps across the dome from blue to black... and everything goes dark.

A glow comes from the front door of each of the inns and one by one, you can see street lanterns begin to light up steadily past each of the gates.

The only flickering, organic light comes from above in the tower, spluttering high, high above everyone, through the slats of the closed shutters. After a moment, it's gone. ]

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[dedoctionist]

That's what I'm afraid of.

[direstnews]

On the bright side, there's been nothing terribly dangerous.

[dedoctionist]

Yet.

[can't help but look this kid over, Sherlock's rubbing off on her]

[direstnews]

[He looks not from around here - given that "around here" is your version of Earth. Cowled tunic, circlet, and leggings, old-fashioned black boots and gloves. Fabric, cut, and style: not common in any country you know of. Dried blood on the front of his clothing and his sleeves. His face and his gloved hands have been cleaned of more of the same, well but quickly- there's some left. Taking this all pretty damn well for a kid who's 13 and looks younger because he's awfully short.]

Yet. Still, I find it safer not to write tomorrow off until it's come.

[dedoctionist]

You say nothing dangerous, but where did that blood come from?

[direstnews]

It belonged to a bird in the place I left behind.

If we're to stay the night, I suppose it's time I saw to laundering these.

[dedoctionist]

And a bath, too.

[direstnews]

Presuming the place my key matched has a tub like the other, yes.

[dedoctionist]

You've already found the room it goes to?

[direstnews]

What sort of inquisitive mind holds a key in its possession and fails to find the door to which it goes?

[dedoctionist]

One that was more worried about being kidnapped.

[takes her key out of her pocket]

[direstnews]

You're all so certain that we have been.

[Helps himself to the key in her hand and looks it over.]

You'll find it in the corridor marked by the door that matches the symbol on your card, I imagine. That's where mine was.

[dedoctionist]

[hey :/ taking it back]

If you don't mind my asking, what was on your card?

[direstnews]

A vanity most tragically split in twain. The crack did very little to bring out the ornate workmanship, I'd sad to say.