WEEK 5: CYOA (CLEMENTINE, LUP, JEANNE, ALPHINAUD)

[retellers]

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[evocationary]

Maybe don't do that again.

[ hrrrrr. okay, well. ] Enjoy... your food and your leeches, we have to go.

[ they could try to ask for more information but honestly lup is grossed out by Leech Face and would like to leave ]

[arcsplainist]

[ As much as Alphinaud would like to, Lup clearly has other plans. And so: ]

Indeed, there is much for us to tend to. For the time being, you need only rest. Until next time.

[ Let... let's go. ]

[retellers]

[ And off they go!

Like before, there are a few people wandering around doing their job. The library was previously mentioned to them but also, where is the library.

Anyway. What do. ]

[evocationary]

[ it seems important to find this king dude. mostly because people keep bringing up the jester being like, some kind of important to him and lup super doesn't like that.

she glances at alphinaud. ]

Don't suppose you have any idea where the library is.

[arcsplainist]

I haven't the faintest, but worry not.

[ Thankfully, they're not going to be here forever, so if they have to make themselves out to be even stranger than usual—

Alphinaud strolls down and approaches the first servant he comes across. ]

—Pardon my interruption, but it would seem with all the frenzy going about, I failed to pay mind to my surroundings and, well, got somewhat turned around. Might you point me in the direction of the library again?

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[ The servant pauses. Looks at Alphinaud. Squints. Looks at Lup. Back to Alphinaud. ]

On the first floor...?

[ A pause. ]

Did you... indulge in the drink?

[evocationary]

[ she giggles a little at that.

a beat, and then she decides she'll bail him out. ]

Nah, nah, he just got too many leeches this morning. Everybody knows you go off the shits when you stick that many leeches on your face! [ she ruffles alphinaud's hair, leaning against him. she's very cold, as always. ] Thanks, first floor it is.

[arcsplainist]

... Yes. It was the leeches.

[ He doesn't refute it or fight off the hair ruffles, but somehow, that excuse is even worse than pretending to be tipsy. ]

You have my thanks—I will let you return to your work!

[ And then, once they start walking off back toward the stairs and away from the workers, Alphinaud sighs at Lup. ]

Leeches, Ruby? Really?

[retellers]

[ The leeches...

They return downstairs, and it's even busier than it was before. Like previously stated, there are a couple of doors they can choose from. Five on the left and five on the right, and one they know for sure is the kitchen.

Guests and staff all walk around. Some previously seen faces are also still here. ]

[evocationary]

Yes, leeches. [ she says, grinning still. ] What, did you want to get in trouble for drinking on the job?

[ she nudges him as they hit the first floor. ] You check the right side and I'll check the left?

[ her dungeon and dragons senses are tingling ]

[arcsplainist]

[ His mouth presses into a thin line, then: ]

I... know not whether splitting is the best of ideas, but I suppose it should not hurt to take a peek to see...

[ He trails off, walking ahead to check the—hm, third door to the right? Going down in such a neat and orderly manner might garner a bit more looks. ]

[retellers]

[ Alphinaud will see what appears to be a large storage room. Right now it's kind of a gigantic mess, considering there is going to be a big party. He will also spot two people making out. One of them sees him, squeaks in surprise, and then pauses. ]

Oh. It's just the librarian.

[evocationary]

[ she's going to check the second door on the left, and lament that she didn't find the people making out ]

[arcsplainist]

[




oh ]

....... If you'll excuse me—

[ he will just

close the door

and try for the second one on the right ]

[retellers]

[ Lup opens a door to what seems to be a large banquet hall. There are rows of tables, and at the other end of the room is a single one that will probably be where the most important people sit. It's extremely busy in here! A few people pause when they see her and whisper amongst themselves.

Alphi opens the door to... stairs? They're going downward. ]

[evocationary]

[ wow, rude, don't whisper. she gives them an annoyed look. ]

Any of you gossipy Gregs seen the king?

[arcsplainist]

[ Stairs. Hm. He's keeping a note of that, but first—time to overhear what responses Lup may get. ]

[retellers]

Who is Greg?

[ They start whispering? Greg???

But one will speak. ]

They were in the library for a while, and then suddenly ran out of it. I guess they must have found something they were looking for, since they ripped a bunch of pages out of a book-- oh. [ He looks at Alphi. ] Sorry about your books?

[evocationary]

You're all Gregs.

[ huff. ] Great, so we're yakkity saxing! Do you know, like, which direction they went? Upstairs? Downstairs? Are they still on this floor, like - how hard is it to keep track of a king.

[arcsplainist]

[ Alphinaud looks largely unconcerned for the books and just shakes his head. ]

Surprisingly difficult, should he have decided to run off as he had...

[ And then, in a lowered voice: ]

I will continue to seek out the library.

[ FOURTH DOOR ON THE RIGHT.......?? ]

[retellers]

It's not our job to keep track of the king--I'm surprised you or the aide aren't with them. But no, we've been too busy preparing, we just saw them run off. We're just... concerned about their moods.

[ And

Alphinaud finds the library.

It's gigantic, and for some reason it will feel very familiar to him, like yes, he definitely belongs in this place. ]

[evocationary]

I would just love to be there by their side, but they keep running from me.

[ she scowls. ] Fine, alright. Get back to it. Good luck.

[ ... she'll let alphinaud deal with the library for a moment, she wants to check out the other doors on the right. can she just see what's in each room? ]

[arcsplainist]

[ And Alphinaud will deal with the library.

It's weird how comfortable this unfamiliar place suddenly feels to him, but he strides in with purpose and, thankfully, is not unused to taking an authoritative tone. ]

—You there. [ He points to the first aide he sees. ] The king had but recently visited, had he not? If he had on hand one of our books, I must needs know which.

[retellers]

[ Imagine if Alphinaud didn't go this way. Because the person he addresses immediately stands to attention, because Alphi is the boss here. ]

The king was sat over there, sir.

[ He points over at a corner that has definitely been... well, ransacked. Whoever was sitting here did not put the books back. ):

Lup will get to see a sitting room with a lot of comfortable chairs, and... one of the doors is just flat out locked. ]

[evocationary]

[ wtf locked door!! she wiggles the handle like it's going to help.

she's going to let alphinaud do all the work, as is her wont. she tries to grab a servant. ]

Hey, why is this door locked?