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castle_perrault2016-01-28 09:23 pm
sansational) wrote in castle_perrault2016-01-28 09:23 pm
Look at me still talking when there's science to do (Open Post)
Sans is starting to get a handle on this place. Perhaps more to the point, and more potentially useful, is that he's started to get a handle on its inhabitants. There are a few that he keeps a personal eye on on a semi-regular basis, even if they don't always know it. The rest, he's just made note of their passage and their movements. It's all for professional purposes, of course.
And that means that, when he's finally ready to do so, Sans can make contact with every person currently in the castle, either in-person if he knows them by name or by leaving a note somewhere they'll see it if he doesn't yet. Whether by spoken or written word, the message is nevertheless always the same. It's a request to meet him in the ballroom with the cakes table at a certain time and place. From his observations, it seems to be one of the more stable rooms in the castle, so everyone should be able to find it.
On the stated day, at the stated time, everyone will...still have to wait five minutes for Sans to pull himself together after a nap, remember what he's supposed to be doing, and suddenly appear inside the room, still in the process of hastily smoothing out his notecards.
"so, uh, yeah," he says, looking from the assembled residents to the cards and back again. "should probably explain what you're all doing here. so. i'm sure you've all noticed that this castle has got some weird things going on, above and beyond the whole, uh...stealing us from across time and space thing. i'm also assuming that most of you want to go home and won't mind helping me figure out a way to get us there." He gestures at the table. "to do that, i'm gonna need to start testing some of these theories. guesswork is fun, but it doesn't get us anywhere. timing how long it takes this place to reset something seems like a good start. and so this particular experiment runs as cleanly as possible, uh...i'm gonna need your help eating everything on that table. like, all of it. just don't choke on any shiny bits."
Message delivered, Sans crams the notecards back in his pocket, and spreads his arms in silent indication for everyone to dig in.
((ooc: Post comments for your characters that can be replied to, and mingle as you see fit! Eat, drink, be merry, have food fights, and try to be sick outside!))
And that means that, when he's finally ready to do so, Sans can make contact with every person currently in the castle, either in-person if he knows them by name or by leaving a note somewhere they'll see it if he doesn't yet. Whether by spoken or written word, the message is nevertheless always the same. It's a request to meet him in the ballroom with the cakes table at a certain time and place. From his observations, it seems to be one of the more stable rooms in the castle, so everyone should be able to find it.
On the stated day, at the stated time, everyone will...still have to wait five minutes for Sans to pull himself together after a nap, remember what he's supposed to be doing, and suddenly appear inside the room, still in the process of hastily smoothing out his notecards.
"so, uh, yeah," he says, looking from the assembled residents to the cards and back again. "should probably explain what you're all doing here. so. i'm sure you've all noticed that this castle has got some weird things going on, above and beyond the whole, uh...stealing us from across time and space thing. i'm also assuming that most of you want to go home and won't mind helping me figure out a way to get us there." He gestures at the table. "to do that, i'm gonna need to start testing some of these theories. guesswork is fun, but it doesn't get us anywhere. timing how long it takes this place to reset something seems like a good start. and so this particular experiment runs as cleanly as possible, uh...i'm gonna need your help eating everything on that table. like, all of it. just don't choke on any shiny bits."
Message delivered, Sans crams the notecards back in his pocket, and spreads his arms in silent indication for everyone to dig in.
((ooc: Post comments for your characters that can be replied to, and mingle as you see fit! Eat, drink, be merry, have food fights, and try to be sick outside!))
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"There's room," she declares and pops a chocolate truffle in her mouth.
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And he would much rather go over there. Please don't make him admit why...
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After growing up in the same house as Grune, she's used to people doing stuff she doesn't get. That doesn't stop her from thinking it's strange, though.
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"You sure you got enough?" she asks once she's settled in his corner.
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"I have a lot already. If I take more too fast, I might get sick."
Even if he really does want to try everything, and this is something Sans requested his help with, so he's probably going to keep eating until he's told to stop. He's really good at following directions.
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"Okay." She has a bite of a cookie with red sprinkles on top, then asks through her mouthful, "Did you have this yet?"
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"Um, not yet... what was that noise?"
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She takes another even larger bite of her cookie. S-4 isn't gonna try to make her stop, too, is he?
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He's not going to make her stop, if only because he doesn't know what the sounds actually mean. He just knows they sound a little bad.
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"Then why are you still eating?"
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"I'm not gonna get sick."
To prove her point, she stuffs the rest of the cookie in her mouth all at once.
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He still watches her carefully as he nibbles on a slice of cake.
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...Chewing has gotten a lot harder all of a sudden.
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S-4 doesn't mean to keep nagging, but he's observant, and he can't help but comment on the trouble he's noticed Sophie is having.
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She's fine. Her belly isn't gurgling even louder or anything.