quail heart

[soulping]

You're plunged into a deep, deep darkness. A horrible smell of burning fills your nostrils and you hear the crackling of fire from somewhere closeby. Smoke starts pouring into your lungs, making it impossible to breathe...

Just as it feels like you're about to pass out from lack of air, it's all gone. The darkness, the smell, the sound, the smoke. You find yourself standing in a small room, though something about you feels very different from normal.

[OOC: While your character is inside this heart, they will be in the form of a Hatoful-style uplifted bird! What species they are is up to you; they'll be about three times the size of normal birds that species, perfectly capable of talking, and able to use their wings both for (somewhat limited) flying and as (slightly clumsier than human) hands. You're still wearing your normal clothes, though they are now cut in a style suited for birds.

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Entrance

[soulping]

You're in a small entryway. It looks like it would normally be a rather pleasant little room, but currently it's a bit of a mess. It's like someone went through it with the contents of a cold fireplace; there are soot stains all over the walls and a fine layer of ash covers every flat surface, coming up in little clouds with every step you take. It gives off an uncomfortable, melancholy feeling.

There's a single small window on one wall. Though the glass is stained with soot and ash, there's bright sunshine coming through.

On the opposite wall is a closet, likely meant for coats and such.

Next to the closet, there are a couple of large, exceedingly soft-looking pillows set on the floor.

At the end of the room is a door made of bone-white wood with Vanara green panelling.

Re: Entrance

[allergictostairs]

[Chimera is a white and black gyrfalcon... chick. He finally has a chance to figure out exactly how hatoful bird wings work in place as hands. Not that he's particularly thrilled about it.

After he's done marveling at that, though, he's going to give the soot an unhappy kick and go over to check out that closet. Is there anything interesting?]

Re: Entrance

[soulping]

The closet's full of Vanara green scarves.

Re: Entrance

[trainedarmy]

[ Odysseus just so happens to be a golden eagle and he's awkwardly lifting a wing to try to figure this out. A bird is not something he expected to be... ever in his life. Ah, Kyriakos.

But ah, he'll make his way to look at those pillows setting on the ground. ]

Re: Entrance

[soulping]

They are a light grey colour, very large, and very fluffy. They look perfect for taking a little nap on. Just looking at them makes you feel a little sleepy.

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[overfull]

[Arachne is currently a magpie! She knows there are things she needs to explore, she remembers that much from the previous couple of hearts she was in, but -

It's so dirty. Now that she's started helping to clean the dorm, she can't really stand to see all this soot everywhere. So, first order of business: looking for a cloth or something to start wiping things off with. Is there anything like that? Bedsheets, towels?]

Re: Entrance

[soulping]

The only obvious cloth items in sight are the pillows, but it doesn't look like their covers come off.

Re: Entrance

[doitforher]

[ just a regular ol' mourning dove over here... after the usual "what the shit why am I a bird" phase, he's going to go take a look out the window. ]

Re: Entrance

[soulping]

Upon closer inspection, you realise the window is actually fake - what seemed like sunlight is actually just a lamp in a small alcove behind it.

You also notice that the stains on the glass aren't entirely random. They seem to spell out words, though the letters are so shaky and distorted you can't actually make out what they say. Something gives you the feeling that whatever they say, it's not happy.

Re: Entrance

[trainedarmy]

[ Back to the closet, he's going to start sifting through it to see if there's more to it than just the scarves, anything hidden, etc. ]

Re: Entrance

[soulping]

You find that someone has stuffed the pillows into the closet and tidied up the pile of scarves a little. There doesn't seem to be anything hidden here, though.

Infirmary

[soulping]

You enter what seems to be a small infirmary. Like the previous room, this one is quite messy - the white walls and floor are stained with soot and ash, and there is a faint smell of smoke on the air.

One side of the room is dominated by a large mirror, identical to the ones that have replaced the soul pods in Nyssa's realm. It displays a sleeping partridge dressed in Amalthea blue.

Next to the mirror is a simple writing desk with several closed drawers. It looks like it's the source of the fire that blazed in this room - it's quite badly charred and looks like it's only barely holding together. There are several items on top of it: a pistol, lying at the edge closest to the mirror; a notebook; and a pile of cards set at the centre of the desk.

In a corner, there is a single hospital-style bed. Though the curtains around it are stained black and singed at the edges, the linens on the bed itself are clean enough that it could be slept in. In fact, it looks quite inviting.

There are two doors besides the one you came in through: a white door leading left and a Vanara green one leading right.

Re: Infirmary

[allergictostairs]

[Ugh, it's the fluffy one. Chimera doesn't really want to take a nap in a room with that bird, so he tears his eyes off of the bed and goes over to check out the desk. By which I mean open all the drawers and check out the notebook and cards.]

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[trainedarmy]

[ Let's look at that pistol, then. ]

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[doitforher]

[ he really doesn't like the looks of this room, so he's going to see if he can move on through the Vanara-colored door. ]

Re: Infirmary

[overfull]

[Oh, it's that doctor isn't it... She can't tell. All birds look alike.

Not that she's saying they're all alike. You know. She's not speciest. She just can't tell the difference.

The soot here is going to drive her nuts, but she can recognize the desk as a little more important - let's try to open those drawers.]

Re: Infirmary

[trainedarmy]

[ Even if the room is cleaner now, he does want to look at that mirror, curious. Figuring he must touch it, at least the edge, to see/feel something by this point. ]

Classroom

[soulping]

You enter a classroom. As you'd expect, most of the room is taken up by a number of small desks for the students, with a larger one in front of a blackboard intended for a teacher. It's significantly cleaner here than in the other rooms, but there are still a few sootstains to be found here and there, and some of the desks are a little charred.

There is a door on the other side of the room, white like the one you came in through.

Re: Classroom

[doitforher]

[ ...well. at least it's cleaner. he's going to check out the teacher's desk and the blackboard behind it, wondering what was being taught here. ]

Re: Classroom

[allergictostairs]

[Good to see someone besides him has been cleaning up. Thanks, whoever that was.

Let's examine those desks and maybe check to see if there's any writing on the blackboard.]

Mirror room

[soulping]

You enter what appears to be the mirror room in Vanara's dorm. However, instead of the mirrors partially filled with shards that you would usually find there, all seven mirrors here are completely intact.

On the other side of the room is another green door.

Re: Mirror room

[allergictostairs]

[Examines the mirrors, since they're the only things that stand out...]

Re: Mirror room

[trainedarmy]

[ curious about that, going to check out the mirrors, in that case. ]

Home

[soulping]

This room is a little strange - it's as if someone took the furniture and decorations from Vanara's dormitory and moved them into the living room of a normal modern house. The fusion shouldn't work at all, but somehow it feels just right. There's a warm, comfortable feel to the air.

There are a lot of photographs here. Some are hung on the walls, some displayed on the large table at the centre of the room.

A large sofa, familiar from the Vanara common room, sits against one wall. It looks even softer and more comfortable than usual.

Re: Home

[allergictostairs]

[...if he sits in that it may be a while before he gets back up. No, he'll leave the napping up to his new buddy.

Chimera goes to examine the photos and the table.]