if you don't leave you will kill or be killed

[ex_garroter234]

Who: Micheletto and you
What: the most ridiculous intro i've ever written
When: 13/December, late afternoon
Where: the duck pond
Rating: ducks.

[There is currently a very nonplussed-looking man standing knee-deep in the duck pond. He has apparently been there for at least several minutes, because the ducks have become accustomed to his presence enough where they aren't too afraid to come close.

His hair is a little damp, too. Maybe he fell in earlier? Regardless, he's still just standing there. It's a little weird. Surely someone in such a catatonic state could use some assistance!

Of course, the second any hypothetical assistance gets close enough, he's going to grab them and toss them into the pond. Maybe that's why he looks so puzzled.]

[ooc.: during this post, micheletto's also experiencing his first temporary loss, wherein he will just shove people into the pond reflexively if they get within arm's reach. because it's funny. prose or actionspam, you decide!]

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[secondchances]

Accident prone, are we?

[So not amused.]

[ex_garroter234]

If you'd like to think of it that way.

[He's been looking at the sky for a bit, and once he comes to a conclusion, he glances at Steph again.]

This is not Rome.

[secondchances]

It's better for the both of us if I do. [Or else she'd totally punch you, dude.

But at the mention of Rome, her "wow I want to shove you" expression changes to that of surprise.]

Rome? No, it's not. This is Paradisa. You're from Rome?

[ex_garroter234]

[Which he mishears as 'Paradiso,' and is surprised for a number of reasons.]

I did not think angels would look thus.

[This sounds like a line but it's not!!!!!! He's just baffled that an angelic raiment would consist of, like, a coat.]

[secondchances]

[She's not sure if that's a line or an insult.]

You're not dead. [Probably.] This isn't the afterlife or anything.

[ex_garroter234]

[It's an observation!]

Then it's a poor name.

[secondchances]

I know, right?

[She pauses, looking this guy over. Sorta creepy, even aside from the pushing her into the pond.]

Soooo. You just found yourself here?

[ex_garroter234]

[He's just going to casually wring out his cloak over here. He definitely fell in the pond before she found him.]

Yes. How far is it to Rome?

[secondchances]

Pretty freakin' far. You won't be going back for a while.

[She'll be nice. Again. She always feels bad when people end up here...]

What's your name? I'm Stephanie.

[ex_garroter234]

[He glances up sharply, ignoring the question.]

I cannot stay here.

[secondchances]

[Wow, rude. She's not surprised, though.]

Everyone's stuck here.

[ex_garroter234]

[Micheletto scoffs a little bitterly.]

Then it is good fortune I am not everyone.

[secondchances]

And you are...?

[ex_garroter234]

Nessuno.

[His cloak is sufficiently dry (read: now it's damp instead of dripping), so he drops it and looks at her.]

I am no one.

[secondchances]

[And she's the night. She gives him a Very Unimpressed look.]

You're not making this easy, you know.

[ex_garroter234]

Life is not easy.

[He looks around for a second, decides This Way must be the way to Rome (why not), and starts walking.]

[secondchances]

[YOU'RE NOT EASY Steph wants to retort >:( but no. She must be kind and helpful because... because. She sighs, then follows behind.]

No, it's really not.

Where are you going?

[ex_garroter234]

[He glances over his shoulder when Steph starts to follow him, then proceeds to ignore her.]

Rome.

[secondchances]

Rome isn't that way. It's not any way, actually.

[ex_garroter234]

[THIS WOMAN. He stops, turns around, and stares at her.]

Then speak plainly. What happened to it?

[secondchances]

Hello, I am speaking plainly, if you'd listen.

Nothing happened to Rome. Whenever you go back, you'll be right in the moment you left. You've been kidnapped by a magical castle, and you're stuck here until it decides to let you go.

... sounds crazy, but I am pointing at said castle.

[SHE POINTS.]

[ex_garroter234]

[He glances over at the castle she's pointing at. That sure is a castle.]

If you think me a fool, you're mistaken. Find another mark to con.

[He places his hand on the sword at his hip. You know, to emphasise that he's not being taken in by this clearly obvious chicanery.]

[secondchances]

Uh, what exactly am I going to get out of conning you? I'm trying to help you.

[She frowns at the sword. Not really wanting to get shanked today... especially by this guy.]

[ex_garroter234]

[excuse u, micheletto's shanking is as good as any other man's!! don't give him an even bigger complex]

Why. For what purpose?

[secondchances]

I'm... a helpful person? I know what it's like to just end up here. It's confusing.