1st Highness [Action]

[spoiledking.livejournal.com]

[He's looking about him, and then he noticed that the jaguar next to him is talking to him.]

Guards! GUARDS!

[The jaguar is talking about where he is. This must be a dream.]

Witchcraft. That's what this is. I will not be taken for a fool.

[The jaguar growls and walks about the room and into the hallway. Henry follows out of curiosity. It seemed he was in some sort of castle, only very finely lavished.]

Hello, there?

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[without-a-thorn.livejournal.com]

*Kitty has found her own animal, ironically a small kitten (http://www.nemr.net/~poppy1/3310web.jpg) whom she's been sitting in her room with trying to use various necklaces and ribbons as makeshift collars. She's just tied a bright red ribbon around its' neck in a large bow, when she hears a familiar voice outside*

Henry! That's him, I'd know that voice anywhere! *she immediately jumps off of the bed with the kitten right at her heels and dashes off into the corridor. Upon seeing him she makes a beeline right for him, wrapping her arms around him*

Henry! Oh Henry they've gotten you too! I can't believe you're really here, I've been so scared and so worried.

[spoiledking.livejournal.com]

[The jaguar comes to lay in front of the kitten, before looking up at Henry.] Kathryn! How good it is to see you. I was alarmed when I had awoken and you weren't at my bed. I feared the worst, before realizing this was not my bed, nor my castle. Prithee, what is this madness?

[without-a-thorn.livejournal.com]

*hasn't quite let go yet, she really doesn't want to. The kitten just settles itself down, looking as though he would love to tear the bow off but won't*

I don't know what's going on! I woke up all alone too, and I was afraid something terrible had happened to you and I just don't know what I'd do if it had.

*she looks up at him* The...well he calls himself the house's butler...he told me that we've all been brought here by some strange author person with some odd sort of witchcraft! Apparently she wants people to be in her story!

*starts speaking very rapidly* I told him I wanted no part in any of it at all and I wanted to go home right that minute back to you, but he said we can't go home.

[spoiledking.livejournal.com]

[He softens a bit, a bit more comfortable now that his Kitty is there.] It's alright, Kitty, it's alright. We shall figure out this witchcraft together and whomever is responsible will pay for their crimes.

[without-a-thorn.livejournal.com]

Good! Because some of them have been dreadfully rude to me and I didn't like it one bit! I told them they ought to get burnt or sent to the tower or something! They should have more respect for the Queen of England!

*turns around a bit and looks down at her kitten* Right Lancelot?

*quietly, he looks a little wary of the big cat near him* Of course it is Kitty, you are the Queen

*turns back to Henry* See? Even Lancelot agrees with me, and he's so quiet he hardly ever has an opinion about anything!

[In Person]

[want-a-chupa.livejournal.com]

[Kio pauses where he is, and cocks his head. His panda daemon is next to him but she scoots behind his legs, peering causiously at him.]

[Kio mutters to the panda] It's okay Lei-chan. [Then to Henry] Hi there!

[spoiledking.livejournal.com]

[Henry just blinks as the jaguar stalks a bit.]

You there, tell me, where am I? Is this some doing of a witch?

[want-a-chupa.livejournal.com]

[Yes, the green hair and earrings might do that to him. Kio gives a nod to his panda, instructing her to follow as he approaches Henry]

Did you just get here? I'm Kio! What's your name?

[spoiledking.livejournal.com]

[You did not answer his question. Henry does not like being taken like this. The jaguar stands in front of Henry.]

[Henry's hesitant, but he looks over this Kio person, seems nonthreatening. But one really never knew with magic.] I am King Henry VIII. How does a loyal subject of England not know his king? Prithee, peasant, tell me where I am.

[want-a-chupa.livejournal.com]

[Kio stops short, blinking down at the jaguar.]

Did I do something wrong?

[Kio's eyes go wide at this introduction. His history isn't the best and his European history would need to be cleaned up a bit to earn the title of "iffy." He doesn't remember who King Henry VIII is, just that that's an English name so he's probably the king of England, right? Kio's trying to remember if England HAS a king...but judging by Henry's clothes he's probably not from the present anyway. Kio bows at the waist. His panda who had raced to his side follows suit, dropping her head]

I'm sorry Henry-sama! I'm um...not from England! I'm Japanese!

[another-dayjob.livejournal.com]

[Have a very unimpressed looking teenager with a raven on his shoulder]

Are you talking to me?

[spoiledking.livejournal.com]

You there [points] answer me at once. Are you responsible for this sorcery?

[another-dayjob.livejournal.com]

No.

[the bird (http://www.jimhayes.com/photo/raven.jpg) flutters a little on his shoulder]

And ask more politely next time! Don't you have any manners!?

[spoiledking.livejournal.com]

[Oh no you didn't. The jaguar is growling now, in its own stance.]

How dare you speak to the king like that. A lowly peasant?! Keep your place, boy.

it was the bird who was talking in bold, but Henry probably doesn't want to believe THAT

[another-dayjob.livejournal.com]

[Touya gives the bird a look]

I told you to keep your beak closed.

[The bird looks sheepish]

You aren't my king and I'm not a peasant. I'm sorry for what Akatsuki said but it's true. You could be more polite.

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

Sorry, don't think it's anything nearly as cool as witchcraft.

[spoiledking.livejournal.com]

Then what is this? It is certainly not my palace.

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

Consider it your new palace. Minus the lusty serving wenches.

[spoiledking.livejournal.com]

But those are the best. [Smirk.]

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

Don't doubt it for a second.

[In Person]

[demon_andbutler]

[Oh, goodness. This one just reeks of entitlement. Sebastian halts in front of him.]

Hello, good sir. May I be of assistance? I am--

[--That is quite a lovely soul in the shape of a large beautiful feline. It might actually be the most amazing thing he's ever seen, as if someone had made a giant sculpture of a breathtaking woman out of the world's most gourmet chocolate. So tantalizing, and yet completely edible. He is rendered completely speechless, staring at it.

He takes an unconscious step toward the jaguar, beckoning it to come toward him.]

Oh... what a... rare beauty indeed...

[In Person]

[spoiledking.livejournal.com]

[Henry was about to flip out on Sebastian when he started talking about his daemon.]

[The jaguar sat proudly next to Henry, but then moved cautiously toward the other person.]

Oh, her... she just showed up when I did. I don't know what to make of it. I've only ever heard of these beasts living in the far east.

Beast? I am no more a beast than you are. [Stops and looks back at Henry.]

[Henry continues to ignore it.]

[In Person]

[demon_andbutler]

It does seem a number of us have been bestowed companion animals, sir. I myself have a frog, and I've been unable to set it free in the garden as I'd intended. It continues to follow me wherever I go.

[He drops slowly to one knee, holding a hand out to possibly stroke the jaguar on the head. Just a small touch can't hurt. Oh, goodness, so very tempting, how is it possible that he'd already snacked just this morning...]

Mine, however, prefers not to speak in the presence of others...

[In Person]

[spoiledking.livejournal.com]

[Henry gave an aburpt chuckle at that.]

Well, that seems silly. If you are not shy, why should she be? I'd like to meet another [Lilith sniffed at his hand, but stopped, eying him carefully.]

We did not have them where I came from. I can't say I'm used to talking animals.

[In Person]

[demon_andbutler]

[He shouldn't touch the daemon. He'll hardly be able to stop himself if his very hands are upon it. He pulls his hand back, very reluctantly, and slowly rises back to his feet.]

I'm told they complement our own characteristics. Timid people will have bolder animals, and articulate individuals will have quieter animals.

[As for where "his" is, it's chilling in his vest pocket, currently out of sight. He'll produce it if asked, but it wouldn't be proper just to show it off.]

My apologies, I did not introduce myself. You may call me Sebastian. I am acting as this manor's butler until further notice. [He gives a bow, for this man certainly looks to be of noble birth, just based on his attire.]