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.

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[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?]

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[soulping]

The closet's full of Vanara green scarves.

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[allergictostairs]

[Well, if there's enough for it to be full, surely it won't miss a couple. Which he's going to throw around his neck, because geez, his feathers are a little too frizzy and awkward looking for his own taste.

What about those pillows?]

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[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. ]

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[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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[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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[allergictostairs]

[Oh...

Well, too bad this room is so sooty. It probably wouldn't be good for a nap. Sigh. Can he open the window to air this place out a bit? Actually, can he even see through it, or is it too dirty?]

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[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.

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[trainedarmy]

[ Bringing a wing up to cover a sleepy yawn, he decides to step back from that. We don't need to waste time with napping here. Instead, he'll shuffle on over to the window, trying to brush it clean of the soot. ]

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[allergictostairs]

[Oh, well, that's gloomy. Bleh.

Can he take the lamp?]

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[soulping]

The window covers the alcove completely, so there's no way to reach around it, and there doesn't seem to be any way of opening it.

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[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.

Brushing at the stains doesn't seem to do much other than spread them out. Something else might be required to clean them up properly.

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[allergictostairs]

[A shame.

Time to go check out the door over there.]

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[soulping]

It's just a normal wooden door. It doesn't seem to be locked.

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[trainedarmy]

[ Unpleasant... Then he'll check that closet out in an attempt to find something to clean it up. ]

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[allergictostairs]

[THROWS IT OPEN with his little wing. This isn't going to stop feeling weird.]

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[soulping]

The closet's full of Vanara green scarves.

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.

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[soulping]

You go through the door.

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[trainedarmy]

[ In that case, he'll attempt to take one with his bird hands. ]

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[soulping]

You now have a scarf! It's quite soft and warm.

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[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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[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?]

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[trainedarmy]

[ Sorry scarf, he is going to try to use it to clean that window. ]