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[Accidental Video/In Person] [Vincent]

[The video broadcast is short - he's awake but hasn't quite moved yet. He's dressed for a formal event - long black dress-coat, lace ruffle at the neck, hair tied back... but there's blood all over his clothes and a few flecks in his hair, although he's made some token effort to clean off his face. He's tense and cautious when he does sit up, looking around the room.]

Echo?

...Oz? Elliot?

[His expression goes flat, and he's on his feet and headed out of the room in a hurry, the door slamming shut behind him - he hasn't even noticed the blackberry, which shuts off after a minute.]

[He doesn't have any weapons out openly, but it's not that hard to tell that he's ... tense. And not happy.]

[network replies will be a bit late/after he gets back to his room...]

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[...There's someone moving around out there and given the timing of the feed on the blackberry + the sounds outside, Apollo is sticking his head out to look at the hall very briefly, before retreating.

He doesn't really want to meet anyone that agitated and covered in blood.]

[Too late - he's noticed the door opening as he was going by.]

[There's a boot toe blocking the door from shutting. It's perfectly possible you're a bystander... but you'd still be a bystander with a clue what's going on.]

Beg pardon.

[...shit.]

[He's sort of... backpedaling into his room.]

What do you need?

[He'll be taking that opportunity to step inside and close the door behind him, smiling pleasantly.]

Just a few questions, if you don't mind. There's something very much not right going on, and I'd like to know just what it is.

[Why the hell did you close that door.]

[Erm.] I'll tell you what I know? But I'm not entirely sure you'd believe it. I'm not sure I believe it, half the time.

[ ^____^ ] Then you do know something about why I'd be here so suddenly? [Smile~] There's only one way to know, then... [Not like it's a prompt to start talking or anything...]

[.....................erk.]

[You're making him nervous but not setting off the bracelet.]

We're in a bad author's story. I wish I were kidding.

[.................................Of course this explains everything.]

Care to elaborate?

[Apollo's running a hand through his hair.] I am willing to bet you dinner for the next three months that you are not, in fact, from the same world- or time period- I am. As far as I can tell, I'm the only person from my 'home' here. There are people here who outright defy the very laws of nature from my home.

We all got dragged into a teenage fangirl's godawful story, because it appears she can't write convincing 'characters' of her own. If we get sent to another place you'll see them- there are very, very creepy 'people' that pass for what she can write for characters. [He's shuddering.]

Oh, doubtful. [Smile. He's taking to the idea of differing time periods far too easily.]

Where is 'here', then? And how did this girl manage to ensnare us?

'Here' is a mansion in some woods, and if I knew how the Author managed to get us here I'd hunt down someone who could actually use some kind of magic and do something about it.

Woods where, is one important question.... [He taps a finger against his lips, thinking.] And how do we know about this 'Author'?

Woods I don't know where. And I have it from someone I know could not be lying to me. [This doesn't bar the man being deluded, but. He's pointedly avoiding touching his bracelet, and goes for fussing at his tie instead.]

And what is your part in this, and that person's?

We both got dragged here from our homes.

Same, I suspect, as you.

[He raises an eyebrow, just slightly - getting kidnapped in a manner like this isn't a pleasant thought, particularly with how ill-timed it is.]

Since you've been here longer, I'd hope you'd know a little more about the nature of this place.

Well, all I really know is what I've told you and what I've seen. We're in the story of one of the worst authors I think I've had the misfortune of knowing about the existence of, we're all basically stuck in this place and its grounds except for occasional 'field trips' out, and we end up getting hit by random new powers or something happening every few weeks.

...Oh, and the author herself has never decided to talk to anyone here directly; she talks to us through a chain-smoking bunny.

[His expression flattens slightly - if not for the words "chain smoking" - assuming you're being honest?]

*A rabbit? That's... bizarre. [He's giving you a disbelieving look.]* I assume there's something preventing escape during the 'field trips'? [He really hopes, or else he's going to conclude you're all utter morons.]

[He's standing with his hands behind his back.] I would figure. I didn't personally try it. I'm not, personally, completely unhappy being here, weird things aside. [Because Kristoph is back HOME.]

I don't know if anyone else tried because I didn't bother asking.

Is it really so miserable where you're from? How sad... *[Well, he did pretty well at the outward expression of sympathy, really.]* Is there nothing important to you where you're from?

There is, but there's nothing that only I could do. It's not miserable, either, it's just a nice change of pace from what I'm used to. [He's a terrible liar- though he's NOT lying about it NOT being miserable.]

I suppose I could understand enjoying a break from pressure... [Although there's just enough of a calculated slip in that smile...] I might appreciate it myself, if the timing were better.

[He's raising an eyebrow.] Yeah, being in the news all the time wasn't what I got into being an attorney for. [He's giving your clothes a glance and making a very special face. Not a fan of blood!] It looks like it.

Really. [Intrigued!] I imagine it must be unusual indeed, for legal work to catch the eye of the news-writers. [Of course, he does notice the look, and smiles all the more pleasantly. ~~I am very sorry, but you're about to be trolled.~~] Don't worry, none of it's mine.

...Eh, well... [he's going to awkward on that topic.]

I'd figured that out. You're not hurt. [He still doesn't like it, and it shows.]

[Oh, it's alright, he can always find out later~]

[You know, a bit of a lapse towards playfully airheaded and an almost girlish wave-off probably end up all the more wrong with the incongruity of the image.] Ah, you don't have to look at me like that~... I was with an *innocent*, defenseless young lady, and we were attacked... it was *purely in defense*.

[No, no you can't.]

[He's getting that Terrier Look.] You'd get that much blood on you just by defending yourself and another person?

[He hasn't entirely lapsed out of the "slightly too cheerful", although there is a slight tinge of nervous-energy to it.] Well, most of it, yes. The scale of the problem was rather larger... fighting a cult attempting a ritual massacre tends to be - messy.

[Erk.]

[...he looks horrified and nauseous.]

Y-yeah. [You still tripped the bracelet, when you were talking about defending yourself... but not here...]

[the fuck?]

I do apologize for the fright - I'm sure you could understand why I would be a little tense, coming from that... [And there's a moment where there's a look that's a little slip of something else in the friendly, polite smile.] Of course, you don't seem to be aligned with them...

I don't even know who the hell "they" are! Other than people trying to do something that-- [Urp. He's turning white.]

[......yeeeeah curse you rooms being a floor or two up.]

[He's back to the slightly chirpy smile.] That's good. I'd hate to think my presence here was due to some trick of theirs; this coat is probably already ruined enough.

[....................erk.]

[...he is so not a fighter oh god.]

Especially because you'd be wrong?

[He's still blocking the door, with his hands folded behind his back.] A very fortunate thing. [For you.]

I believe that I missed your name in all of this, sir-?

...Apollo. Apollo Justice. [Not Commenting On That is putting it mildly.]

Vincent Nightray. [He bows, formally, with a flourish.] I suppose I should leave you to what you were doing, and return to getting my bearings, then?

That's probably a good idea. [He's... not going to bow.]

[He does note that, without any outward shift in his expression - even for "different time", it's still a bit of a slight.]

I shall be seeing you, then, sir Justice. [And he'll make his exit.]

Vincent?

[It can't be that hard to spot him, exploring for clues and not exactly happy - although he seems to relax slightly on spotting Oz. *or at least lapse back into being less visibly tense.*]

Oz?

[He'll be heading to be ... over in the area you're in - whatever he might think, you're an improvement over "unfamiliar place at a time like this."]

I seem to have missed something. What just happened?

If you mean this place, it's something to do with someone called the author. I've been here for a few months now, although I did manage to get out once.

Have you seen Alice or Gilbert here? Did they come with you?

Months? [He ponders that curiously, but shrugs with a headshake.] You're the first familiar face I've seen since I woke up.

I can't really explain how I've been here for months, I just have.

Has anyone explained this place to you yet?

I'm sure the explanation can be found, sooner or later. [The Abyss distorts time, so why not wherever this is?]

[Vincent isn't entirely thrilled either - Gil ~~and Ada~~ back in that, while he's here, alone, with Oz? Of course he's not going to let that show himself.]

Not very well, no...

Well I guess I can answer any questions.

[Oh, this shall be fun. He'd consider Oz being calm a good sign, but it doesn't really seem to mean that much.]

Is there any good clue who's behind this? Or where this "Manor" is? [Whatever you might know about Vincent and where he's been in the past, you at least share a frame of reference and have apparently had time to get an idea of this place.]

Not good clues no, just little bits and pieces I've heard from people.

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