castleinthemist | 01; open

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[Trying doors until one opens is tedious work. His old hands are throbbing. (No, really, don't give him that pitiful look.) But his efforts aren't in vain; Serge grins when a room finally allows him entrance, only to arch a brow at the decidedly bare and boring interior. The one thing that manages to sustain his attention is the smartphone, which he pockets. He figures he can take it. It doesn't look like anyone has been living there, much less own anything in it.

He doesn't stay for long. There isn't much to see. Not even a place to clean . . . After that sarcophagus business, he feels gross.

Then he's at the spring, and it's hardly an encouraging sight. Stepping inside, Serge sighs.]

Are they serious? I know communal baths used to be a thing, but that's in the past!

[ . . . Maybe he can get a nice view or two in the future. Provided they're nothing like Leslie, he's sure he'll be safe. Hopefully. Oh, who's he kidding; this is silly.

He pulls the smartphone out.]

What am I supposed to do with this, anyway?

[He manages to boot it up -- wow, it has his name. That means it's his, right? And it even has a list of other names. He recognizes a few. Serge proceeds to mess with someone while tapping his foot expectantly. And then some.]

( ooc: You can catch him at any part of the post! If you want Serge to call your character, let me know or hit up his phone post. He's hitting up names that sound like those of girls, but that doesn't mean his judgment is foolproof, or that he didn't click the wrong name, or that he didn't decide to diversify. )

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[You promised.]

I'm glad to hear that you even have some.

[Fuu!!]

At my age, it'd be sad if I didn't.

[Right. Spring.]

. . . Want to test it?

I offered, didn't I?

What are you going to do?

[ . . . cannon ball into there?]

... What do you mean, what am I going to do?

[HE'S GOING TO WALK INTO THE WATER LIKE A NORMAL PERSON???]

[ . . . No imagination whatsoever.]

Never mind.

[He just gives Serge a weird look before moving to step into the water.

...

...

Well, nothing's happening so far.]

[What a man. Not complaining about getting wet or anything.]

. . . Try something else.

[A stare.]

Like what?

I don't know. Dance around!

[Why is he not surprised...]

I offered to test the water, not make a fool out of myself!

Come on, live the moment! You're what, 15? 16? You're positively glowing there, if I may say so. And that's not meant to be teasing.

[Because you're in glowing water. Hehe.]

Fifteen, and that wasn't funny.

[8|]

[Yare, yare.]

No?

[He chuckles.]

Sorry, sorry. But you might as well do something while you're in there.

[He just scowls, before holding out his hand as a familiar symbol appears beneath him, and then—]

Whispers of sleep!

[DON'T WORRY, he aimed for behind Serge, rather than at him.

... Hey, he said to do something. So he cast magic.]

[Oh, Eesa.]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, you can't be serious -- !

[ . . . Then he feels the wave of dark magic just behind him, and he promptly shuts up. Okay, good. Serge rests a hand on his side.]

A warning would have been nice.

I wasn't aware you needed one.

I don't exactly like to take my chances on things.

... Well, regardless, nothing's happening. And as far as I could tell, there was nothing different about the casting either.

[Giving up already!?]

We came this far. There has to be something!

Then why don't you try something?

Want me to dance?

[...

And then Dynos just stares at him with an expression that suggests that he would rather die than see that.]

[ . . . ]

It won't kill you.

what.

I don't know, Jan, I NEED DIRECTION.

DON'T LOOK AT ME.

/STARES YOU DOWN

... CREEPY

I THOUGHT THIS WAS A WELL-ESTABLISHED FACT.

CREEPIER THAN BEFORE

. . . [jan]

[jae]

[jan]!!

[jae]!!!

no.

what.

you give me the answers for once.

b-but.

1/2

no buts.

what are we even talking about.

why are you asking me this. we both clearly do not know.

then why are you asking me. 8(

I don't even know anymore. :c

this is so confusing.

I live to confuse us, apparently.

... sounds accurate.

and what about you. what do you do for us?