kingdoms_of_auradon | Sephiroth Arrives - Backdated to August 29th

Open/locked?: Open!
Who: Sephiroth and everyone
What: Arrival
Warnings: Don’t anticipate any

Arrival

There is a flash of light and a man with three blue wings suddenly appears on the campus lawn. Normally he prepares his arrivals to be rather flashy and dramatic, but he ... really hadn’t planned on this arrival at all. He had been minding his own business at the Dark Depths when all of a sudden he was here. And where was here, exactly?

He starts walking, looking for someone to help him understand what on earth just happened.

Main Lobby

Looking over the welcome pamphlet leaves him very confused. Those seen as villains go to something called the Isle of the Lost and those seen as heroes are sent here?

“You there.” Yes, he means you. Whoever you are. “Is this magic that sends people to these places always accurate on where it places them?”

How could it possibly have sent him here? He’s not a hero. Not anymore.

Dorm

He eyes the room warily. The blue he’s fine with. The plaid ... not so much. But of course he can’t be picky, and he won’t be.

He goes in with a sigh, examines the room, and lays down on one of the beds, all three wings hanging off of the mattresses’ edges. That will certainly be an unusual sight for anyone passing by the open doorway.

Will he have the room to himself, he wonders, or does someone else have the other bed in the room?

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Roxas would easily walk in silence if Sephiroth didn't break it. The trip was relatively short. A few wide hallways full of cheesy decor, until they came to a large set of double doors.

Sephiroth was not a terribly talkative person, although he showed some visual amusement at the cheesy decor.

"Of all the places I thought I might end up, I never imagined living where sentiments like this appear," he remarked, pointing at a cheesy motivational poster near the cafeteria.

Roxas glanced at the poster. The words definitely were strange on a lot of the signs. A lot about being good and kind and rainbows and kittens. He didn't really understand the purpose of them, but there was a lot more here he didn't understand than there had been on the Isle. "Are they bad?"

“No, not at all,” Sephiroth said. Hm, how to explain…. “It’s just … very idealistic. It’s more what I might expect for teaching small children instead of teenagers and adults.”

"Oh." He nodded, satisfied with that answer. Before pushing at the big doors, leading the way into the large hall. It was full of tables of snacks, most of which Roxas didn't know the names of, and probably a few folks scattered about.

"Mallia makes most of the food, but you can have whatever you want. There's usually at least something in here."

Relieved that explanation had worked, Sephiroth followed him in. “Thank you.” He found something he liked and took it from the table. “How many people are here altogether?”

"I dunno. Lots?" More than at the Organization at least.

“And there are enough food and accommodations for everyone?” He didn’t want to be a burden. Not that he had much choice in what he did or where he went right now.

"Well, Mallia makes the food with magic, and there are still empty bedrooms. So, I think so." He shrugged. He didn't really know much about all that.

"That's good to know," Sephiroth said. "Have people randomly been showing up here for a while?"

He nodded. "I think so, yeah."

"And no one here has any idea how to fix the problem?" Sephiroth asked.

"Well, I know everyone's working on it, but not yet. The magic that caused everything is pretty strong."

“It would have to be,” Sephiroth remarked. “Thank you for all your help. Is there anything else you feel I should know?”

"I'm not sure what else you might need to know. If you have any other questions about the magic and stuff though I'd say ask Queen Mal."

“Thank you,” Sephiroth says. “I will do that.”

He nodded, "I guess- do you have a room yet?"

"I don't," he says. "I had just arrived in the building moments before we met."

"Oh, well, you can have any room that's empty. I can show you the hall where the rooms are if you want?"

"Thank you," Sephiroth said. "I would appreciate that."

He shrugged. "Sure." It was just what he'd been told to do if he ever came across a new arrivee. That, or get an adult if they didn't understand the pamphlet.

"This way." He turned and headed back out the big cafe doors. Upstairs they went.

Sephiroth still appreciated it.

He followed Roxas again, looking around at the decor as they went.

Roxas was once again more likely than not to let the walk pass in silence. It wasn't far; down a few halls, up a somewhat grand staircase, to yet another hall where the bedrooms were located.

Sephiroth was not talkative and stayed quiet on the walk. When they arrived at the rooms, he looked in the nearest one. It happened to be a girls’ room. “… Do the rooms have standard designs?” He hoped they were not all like this.

"I think so, there's two different ones." He hadn't really looked or cared when he picked one, just whatever was closest to his friends. Did Sephiroth care? They looked different, but they all had the same things, so he was unsure why it mattered.

He took his best guess and said. "They all have two beds, you don't have to share with anyone if you don't want to though. There's not that many people here right now."

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