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[queendaze]

Who: The Queen(?) and you!
When: Day 1, throughout the day
Where: Anywhere she can find you!
What:

[someone wearing a trench coat, a baseball cap, thick coke-bottle glasses, and knee-high polka-dotted rainboots, approaches you. sketchy, right? also horrendous, i mean, you can't make this outfit look good.

maybe you were still getting a feel for the town, or you're getting a knock on your door at the inn, or maybe you're not even IN town when this person finds you! it's hard to make out who they are from their ridiculous disguise, but their enlarged eyes (thanks to the coke-bottle glasses) seem to familiarly reflect galaxies...]

Well, well. We—I have been looking forward to getting a proper one-on-one with you! The council was a struggle to escape, but I hope they'll let bygones be bygones when they've figured out my trick. It's not like this is the first time!

[she laughs—] Ahem! [—then outstretches her weird trench-coated arms in greeting]

...welcome!

((OOC: You're not obligated to tag this post, but maybe you want to get to know the Queen on a first name basis...? Anyway, I'll be tagging this post for a long while to come, so tag in late or keep tagging for weeks, whatever works for you!)

Comments

[ninetyninelives]

Nice choice~ I'll go fetch you one.

[queendaze]

Ehehe, how considerate!

[ninetyninelives]

Well they're for the kingdom's helpers, aren't they?

[ducking into the inn and up to his room, fetching down a couple PINK!! wreaths for her]

[queendaze]

And the kingdom's helpers would be people like you, who agreed to help! I am not a helper, but a ruler!

[not like that stops her from happily accepting some PINK WREATHES, HECK YEAH]

[ninetyninelives]

Either way, they suit you.

[queendaze]

[~elegantly~ draping the flowers over her baseball cap]

Yes, they do suit me quite fine! I can proudly wear this as proof that my people have treated our heroic explorers well.

[ninetyninelives]

They really have. They're giving us jobs, too.

[queendaze]

As they should! Sorry for the innkeeper's cold nature—still, I can't help but think that such an arrangement is accommodating enough.

[ninetyninelives]

It's fine, it's fine. He doesn't bother me. I wouldn't want to host someone just sitting around either. Cats that don't work don't get fed.

[queendaze]

Haha! Cats, huh? Well... you guys do seem like cats from this point of view.

[ninetyninelives]

From this point of view, too. Maybe I should be calling you Mistress instead of Majesty?

[queendaze]

[grinning]

If you so boldly did that, you'd have many people upset with you!

[ninetyninelives]

Aww!

[queendaze]

[patting his shoulder]

There, there. Many people wish to have me as their mistress, in more ways than one, and I just can't have you misleading them! Or something like that.

[ninetyninelives]

Scandalous~

[queendaze]

This is the life of a queen! What else can I say?

[ninetyninelives]

Always in the spotlight, huh? Thus the disguise?

[queendaze]

Precisely why! Not to mention that the council wasn't planning on letting me come see you guys until much later.

[ninetyninelives]

Council?

[queendaze]

My advisers! They help me out with many of the kingdom's affairs, but officially they're known as the council.

[ninetyninelives]

Will they be meeting us too?

[queendaze]

Perhaps one day. For now I'm afraid they'll register as faceless.

[ninetyninelives]

That sounds creepy.

[queendaze]

[...cracking up]

You are thinking about it much too literally!

[ninetyninelives]

[laughs]

I have an active imagination~