happy halloween

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[You wake up in a bedroom. You don't remember it. That's strange. At least the dressers have your clothes in them. There is a hospital ID bracelet on your wrist with your room number, just in case you forget.

Why don't you go outside, wander around? Explore your floor, go down the stairs, check out the other rooms?

You could introduce yourself!

Oh, wait. Introduce yourself? You can't. Because you don't remember your name. You don't remember anything.

Sorry about that.]

[ooc: OCTOBER PLOT, SUCKERS. The hotsprings resort is described here in full]

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[grip_on_reality]

[403 strides into the room, looking it over as she walks between the bathing pools] Looks like some sort of public bathing area. Like the Romans used to 'ave, only more modern... [she whistles] This must be one fancy hotel.

[bonnypiperlad]

Oh, aye. [He's not sure about 'modern', because they just look like baths to him. But fancy he can agree with.]

Can ye imagine where they're getting all the water to fill these things?

[He follows after her, looking down at the pools thoughtfully.]

Why put us in a place like this, though? I'm not sure that makes sense.

[grip_on_reality]

[she gives him a look, wondering why that's the impressive bit] Not that strange, is it?

[but she has to agree with that question] No idea. Somewhere they think they can keep us in, maybe? But you're right; it's rather posh for a prison.

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye, well...I suppose not. [It feels like he's seen stranger, but he certainly can't think of anything that would fit that word. It doesn't make any sense to him, and he shakes his head.]

I would think we'd have cells, with doors, if we were in a prison. Maybe a pallet or some hay to sleep on. Not this. Unless you're right and they can keep us here. Maybe we should see if we can find a window or a door that leads outside and see if we can open it.

[grip_on_reality]

[she nods] Good idea. Come on, let's go all the way down the stairs--see where that leads.

[and she turns, making for the stairwell again]

[bonnypiperlad]

[And Jamie follows, keeping mostly quiet until they're able to get to the first floor. And for a moment, he's about to make a disgusted sort of sound in the back of his throat, since there's more baths. But since these are outdoors, they also come with a lovely view of the Plane, and his eyes go wide. He tugs on 403's arm and points.]

Hey, would ye look at that?

[grip_on_reality]

[she noticed; she's just a bit busy staring. in fact, she's so busy staring that she doesn't even shake his hand off]

Were the hell is this? Or...what is it?

[she steps out among the baths, still gaping at that starry sky]

[bonnypiperlad]

You're asking me?

[He has no more idea than she does, truly. And try as he might, he can't come up with any good explanations. Save one.]

...are we dead, do ye think?

[grip_on_reality]

[she snaps sarcastically:] No, I'm asking the stars.

[but at that question, she gives him a startled look--it's frightening how plausible that explanation sounds. but she shakes her head] No. It must be...some other world or something. A different planet. That's probably it.

[bonnypiperlad]

A different planet?

[That almost makes sense, although he can't fathom why. He's never been on another planet. Has he?]

Well, if that's the case, wouldn't there be...well, ground? Something to stand on?

[grip_on_reality]

You never know. [she heads further out between the baths, making for the entrance] This place 'as to be built on something, right? Want to find out what?

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye, maybe so. [He considers for a moment, then nods.]

I don't suppose a wee look around will hurt any. Come on, then, let's go. Which way would ye say we try first?

[grip_on_reality]

[she snorts] Let's 'ope not. How 'bout we take a look at what's out there, then decide? Come on. [she heads through the entrance, giving a whistle as she gets a proper look at the Plane]

[bonnypiperlad]

Right. [And out he goes, following close behind. Once he's far enough away from the building, he turns in a a slow circle, trying to take in as much of everything as he can.]

Are ye sure we're not dead?

[Or maybe they've just gone mad, because the place looks more than a bit like it was designed by someone who had.]

Aye, well, I suppose we'll have a fair amount of places to choose from, won't we?

[grip_on_reality]

[she snorts] Bit empty for a land of the dead, don't you think? [tapping the floor of the Plane with her foot, she listens to the sound it makes] Metal... [she smirks] Not exactly the clouds of heaven or the pearly gates--or fire and brimstone, for that matter. Or did you 'ave somewhere else in mind for the afterlife?

[but she nods at that suggestion, her expression eager] Yeah. Come on, let's get a start. [she gestures ahead, across the starry landscape. and without waiting for a reply, she continues walking out onto the Plane]