[Should he find the thralls creepy? Yeah, probably. Does he? Absolutely not. These people got the high life, right? Like you're just below the level of a vampire and get to be involved in all of this kind of stuff, clearly it's a positive. Though he might find the whole... making him wear different clothes thing a little odd. But it's fine, he's fine, this is just how it should be where he's taken care of, right?
It's not until the whole "meeting" that he starts having any sort of doubts. He looks, well, better than he's looked most his life with black slacks and a red and gold colored brocade vest. He'd even been an utter annoyance and requested a matching cape because, of course, he deserves it. But the doubts start slowly setting in when he realizes that other people already have people claiming them.
And it's... a good chunk, it seems. Meanwhile, he's feeling entirely out of his element and his haughty exterior and snobbish air when he'd been brought in is slowly draining into him looking far more nervous about this. Someone will take him, right? There's no take backs once you're here before you've even a chance to prove yourself?]
I diiiiiiid not think it'd be this many people that got picked. [He's whispering to the person next to him, not particularly caring if they're listening or wanting to be chatty.]
Pumpkins
[Everything had been... going... for the most part for Fitzroy. Settling in, getting a lay of the land, actually not doing terribly on this whole classes thing. Until he ends up with, perhaps, the worst luck.
That luck? Him managing to get stuck in the bathroom of all things as the vines were just so kind in blocking the doorway.
Perhaps his banging on the door and yelling might get someone's attention and a little sympathy? Maybe? Or laughter, it's really a toss up.]
Come oooooon! I don't know what I did to be locked in here, but this isn't really befitting for me! [Or, you know what, maybe don't help him.]
Library cleanup
[An opportunity to be a suck up and curry some kind of favor this early? Oh hell yes, you better believe he's right on that. Which is exactly why one can find him looking in trees, under rocks, in the trash, really anywhere weird you can think of in order to find some kind of discarded book.
It might be reaaaaaaally tempting to push him fully into the trash while he's halfway in there already.
Or be a pal and let him take that book back for you. It's not like he isn't bothering everyone he sees with a book to please let him return it if they're done with it. Or when they're done with it. But without the please part.]
Wildcard
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Fitzroy Maplecourt | The Adventure Zone: Graduation | Student | Ggggggold (for now)
[Should he find the thralls creepy? Yeah, probably. Does he? Absolutely not. These people got the high life, right? Like you're just below the level of a vampire and get to be involved in all of this kind of stuff, clearly it's a positive. Though he might find the whole... making him wear different clothes thing a little odd. But it's fine, he's fine, this is just how it should be where he's taken care of, right?
It's not until the whole "meeting" that he starts having any sort of doubts. He looks, well, better than he's looked most his life with black slacks and a red and gold colored brocade vest. He'd even been an utter annoyance and requested a matching cape because, of course, he deserves it. But the doubts start slowly setting in when he realizes that other people already have people claiming them.
And it's... a good chunk, it seems. Meanwhile, he's feeling entirely out of his element and his haughty exterior and snobbish air when he'd been brought in is slowly draining into him looking far more nervous about this. Someone will take him, right? There's no take backs once you're here before you've even a chance to prove yourself?]
I diiiiiiid not think it'd be this many people that got picked. [He's whispering to the person next to him, not particularly caring if they're listening or wanting to be chatty.]
Pumpkins
[Everything had been... going... for the most part for Fitzroy. Settling in, getting a lay of the land, actually not doing terribly on this whole classes thing. Until he ends up with, perhaps, the worst luck.
That luck? Him managing to get stuck in the bathroom of all things as the vines were just so kind in blocking the doorway.
Perhaps his banging on the door and yelling might get someone's attention and a little sympathy? Maybe? Or laughter, it's really a toss up.]
Come oooooon! I don't know what I did to be locked in here, but this isn't really befitting for me! [Or, you know what, maybe don't help him.]
Library cleanup
[An opportunity to be a suck up and curry some kind of favor this early? Oh hell yes, you better believe he's right on that. Which is exactly why one can find him looking in trees, under rocks, in the trash, really anywhere weird you can think of in order to find some kind of discarded book.
It might be reaaaaaaally tempting to push him fully into the trash while he's halfway in there already.
Or be a pal and let him take that book back for you. It's not like he isn't bothering everyone he sees with a book to please let him return it if they're done with it. Or when they're done with it. But without the please part.]
Wildcard
[Want something else? Just me up here, in PMs, or at