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Post by Dirk on Nov 5, 2022 7:35:36 GMT
Dirk points to a random stranger. "Someone is looking for you sir." He tries to distract and dodge away from the Ambassador and move around randomly. He looks for a place to hide. "I didn't know I was this famous. Fuck me." He keeps moving and pulls his hat down.
If Dirk can get out of the crowd to a dark place he shifts into cat form and hides. Even a big enough table with a floor length table cloth will do. He takes about 20 minutes to calm down and then shifts back to human form. He's looking for the kitchen and is trying to get there without incident.
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Post by Admin on Nov 7, 2022 1:03:35 GMT
[OOC: Can't change mass while shifting, so the cat would be mountain lion sized. Not so easy to hide!]
His ruse works, and he slips away to the side of the crowd.
"This way, Lord Dirk," a voice says from behind a heavy velvet curtain. A hand pulls the curtain aside just enough for Dirk to slide through.
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Post by Dirk on Nov 7, 2022 1:54:50 GMT
Dirk looks at the person trying to help him escape the room and follows the leader. He's doing his best to keep calm and get out of the crush. His hand strays near the dagger on his right arm.
"To whom do I owe my debt of gratitude? I, of course, am glad to be out of the crowd. I am sure Flora wants me cast into a dungeon cell but can we stop by the kitchen first? I am a wee bit famished." Dirk sighs and stretches.
"Why did I even come here?" is the first of many sentences along the same subject matter that Dirk mutters to himself as he follows along.
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Post by Admin on Nov 7, 2022 2:04:42 GMT
"There is no time for eating just yet. If you are kind to the Regent then she may indulge your appetites." the man says while leading Dirk down a small hallway hidden by the velvet curtain.
"I am Lord Rexin, head of castle security. You are being taken to Princess Florimel."
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Post by Dirk on Nov 7, 2022 2:17:47 GMT
Dirk follows Lord Rexin and sighs "I am so screwed." He seems resigned to his fate and doesn't make his fate any worse than it has to be.
"How mad is she? I promise I didn't bite anyone. Not even the Begman Ambassador, although I was tempted." Dirk runs his fingers through his hair as he is taken to Flora.
Dirk hums a sea chanty softly as he walks on.
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Post by Admin on Nov 7, 2022 2:29:36 GMT
"I wouldn't worry about the Regent if I were you. The Kasfans, however, are a greater concern for you, and I imagine that the new king of Kashfa would enjoy displaying his new-found authority by imprisoning you along with a bit of torture."
The little passage leads out into the usual castle halls. Rexin leads him up stairways and down other corridors through this maze-like castle.
"There were rooms put aside for you, but they were destroyed in the first blast," Rexin says, apropos of nothing.
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Post by Dirk on Nov 7, 2022 2:46:01 GMT
"Rinaldo can bite me. I would love to chew him up and spit him out." Dirk sounds very irritated and grouchy.
"Sorry, I am just a little worried now. I am not looking forward to this." He pulls a flask out and drinks from it.
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Post by Admin on Nov 7, 2022 2:49:59 GMT
"I'd be worried for you if you weren't."
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Post by Dirk on Nov 7, 2022 2:56:31 GMT
"After you then, let's get this over with." A huge gulp from his flask is taken. He takes his hat off after he straightens his clothes and gulps nervously.
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Post by Admin on Nov 8, 2022 4:40:37 GMT
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