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Post by Admin on Mar 22, 2024 7:30:13 GMT
The Steward looks with disgust at the fluids Cody has spilled on the desk. He motions for a pair of servants to come over and clean it off.
"Makes claim to be member of-" he stops and scratches out what he wrote then starts again. Makes dubious claim to be descendant of Princess- he stops again looks Cody up and down. -Deirdre, Unicorn help us all!
"You enjoy name-dropping. For your sake, you should leave off mentioning the Rebmans. The Regent will be the one to decide which rank you shall have."
Four of the castle guard arrive and escort him deeper into the castle.
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Post by Cody D'Avalon on Mar 22, 2024 7:55:39 GMT
Cody is puzzled, "But why? The Rebmans are allied with Amber. Except for that rabble rouser Lord N'Realle..."
Cody allows himself to be lead into the Castle.
To the guards, Cody tries to casually ask, "So, I've been wondering if..." But he stops himself from completing his question. If: Princess Dierdre's suite survived the explosion that killed the King and Queen and destroyed so much of the castle.
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Post by Admin on Mar 25, 2024 6:00:50 GMT
Cody is marched to a waiting room. A few other people are there, also hoping to see the Regent. It's a bland, beige room with couches. A stand holds well-thumbed issues of Better Homes and Gardensand Chatelaine magazines. Some more recent issues of the Dockside Dangler are also mixed in with the pile.
[OOC: Do you know if they even still publish Chatelaine?]
After thirty minutes of waiting, he is marched deeper into the castle to yet another, smaller waiting room. Same old magazines, no newspapers.
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Post by Cody D'Avalon on Mar 25, 2024 19:38:09 GMT
Cody takes a seat in the waiting room. He sets aside the little gag gift he has brought for Fiona. Restless he taps on the set of bongo drums with his finger tips. Then he picks up one of the magazine back issues and flips through it.
'Toronto Life'
Apparently written by and for the well healed, Cody thinks to himself, 'What a bunch of douche-bags...'
He drops the magazine and picks up the bongos as he is lead to yet another waiting room.
This time he flicks through a 'SkyMall' selling better mousetraps....
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Post by Admin on Mar 26, 2024 3:36:04 GMT
Times are bad when one is reduced to reading Toronto Life! And it is an interminably long bad time until a signal is sent and Cody is ushered into the Regent's presence.
[OOC: Time to end this thread and join a new one with Xu.]
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