[ACTION] As long as the room keeps singing...

[airshipswank]

[ BEHOLD, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN WHO TRAVEL THE HALLS ON THE FIRST AND SECOND DAY OF THIS EVENT!

You are hereby cordially invited to the court of King James I!

...Although perhaps invited is a bad choice of words, well, rather we suppose we can't stop you if you wanted to join the celebration, the festivities and the dance (ESPECIALLY THE DANCE) going on behind Buckingham's door as he indulges in his home, his sweetest home and all the riches, rewards and roaring applause showered upon him for stopping those dreadful French musketeers from taking off with his airship.

So enter! Enter and be merry!

...Just don't let the guards seize you, this is a privateish fuction after all and you are probably not dressed for the occasion anyway.

(Mhh, but Buckingham is. Boy is he ever.)

[[OOC: He'll saunter off on his own later on the first or second day, but "rescue attempts" are welcome, he might even get the hell out with somebody if they make a good case for it.]] ]

026 | Dream

[second_first]

[Ikari Rei doesn't know what to make of this new reality. It doesn't alarm her, but it doesn't make her happy either. She's stayed mostly because it's where she's found herself--it wouldn't be the first time she woke up in a strange reality, so she doesn't really even question it.

There are no Angels in this dream. No Evangelions, no Nerv, no fighting. She's a normal girl in her second year of middle school. In the evening, she sits around the table with her family, eating dinner made by her mother. Yui, her mother, sits across from her. Her father, Gendo, sits beside her. To her other side is her older brother, Shinji. They love her. Or they say so, and their smiles look real.

But they seem to be in tacit agreement that something's wrong with her. She isn't right somehow. She's too quiet, too blank, too antisocial.

But she's loved.

Maybe that's enough to justify staying.

She hasn't decided yet, but she's running out of time.]

-- centaursTesticle [CT] began trolling entranceWay [EW] --

[breaksbows]

D --> If this is what being dead is like, I am not impressed
D --> Insolent f001s I demand that someone e%plain this
D --> Er
D --> Not that it matters I don't care if I am
D --> Alone here
D --> But I will admit
D --> This is ve%ing
D --> It is an uncouth situation and I am not pleased
D --> With this foolishness