foolishmortals | It's all happened before...

[You wake up in a plush bed, well rested but very confused. As you become more conscious, one thing becomes abundantly clear: this is not your room, nor does this look like any bedroom you’ve ever been in before. It’s relatively clean room, but immediately something feels… off about all of this.

When you start exploring, a thing you’ll soon notice is that on the bedside table, there is a room key sitting ontop of a neatly typed note.]

Dear hotel guests,

We cordially invite you to come to the downstairs library at noon for an important meeting regarding your stay in the Hollywood Tower Hotel. Before then, we invite you to make full use of the amenities this hotel has provided for you.

On behalf of the hotel staff, we dearly hope you enjoy your stay in this marvelous hotel.

-HTH Management

[But, as you leave the comfort of your new bedroom, any hope that you somehow booked a hotel room the previous night and just forgot is immediately dashed. It looks like this hotel hasn’t been cleaned in decades, and despite the mention of hotel staff in your note, there doesn’t appear to be anyone working here.

Not to say that you’re alone, however. As you explore the hotel, you’ll soon find that there are 23 others in the exact same situation as you: confused and with no memory of how they got here. And to make matters worse, if the bios you stumble upon in the dining area is anything to go by, this clearly isn't just a freak accident.

Get comfy, because you are all in for a wild ride.]

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The First Order's reign spans the entire galaxy. Perhaps your life has been quite sheltered.

Well—

[Okay, so he's not wrong, exactly. But she still resents the sentiment.]

Wait, galaxy? As in—the heavens?

[a pause.

then, in a tone that actually sounds pleasantly intrigued:]

I suppose one could say that.

Well, that's—that's impossible. For someone to come from there.

[She pauses, and looks uncertain.]

...Isn't it?

You do not know of what lies beyond your own planet, then?

No...nobody does. Besides the stars. But they're so far away...

[She's still frightened of him, this man in the mask, but he makes such things sound so trivial, it's almost funny.]

I was unaware uncontacted regions still existed. Your attitude is intriguing.

[She wrinkles her nose.]

France is plenty contacted. And what do you mean by 'intriguing'?

The way you speak of the stars. I've never heard of anyone likening them to the heavens.

[kylo is still...kylo. but he's. hm.]

Finding interest in the mundane.

That's where they are. At least, that's the popular opinion.

[Belle has read a few books on the heavens, the stars and celestial bodies. She's pretty sure it's just that straightforward.

The girl shakes her head.]

I don't think they're mundane at all.

The unfamiliar must be a curiosity for you, then.

[his hands uncurl, just the slightest bit.]

It's odd. You speak of something that is second-nature to me as though it were an oddity.

I find it's better to be curious than afraid.

[She tries very hard to be brave. Fearless. Like her mother.]

There are many things here I find odd. Such as a man in a metal mask.

[...hesitance. for a moment. his hands nearly start to move but...no. not now.]

Are you unfamiliar with the concept of armor as well?

No, of course not. But certainly, I've never seen armor like that.

[It's so much more...menacing.]

I would certainly hope not. It's of my own design.

You aren't in battle now. Why do you keep your face covered?

[Maybe he's disfigured?]

[its a loaded question. and he lies.]

Battle can erupt at any moment in a environment as unfamiliar as this.

I've never heard of a battle in an inn, but I'll take your word for it.

Being kidnapped and having my equipment taken from me warrants my caution.

[She tilts her head this way and that; slowly, she's growing a little less frightened of him, which is good, because she already has one person in this house she'd rather steer clear of.]

Fair enough. And are you going to introduce yourself?

Kylo Ren.

[...]

Of the Knights of Ren. Commander of the First Order.

[A very slow brow raise.]

So you are a knight, then. Sir Kylo, my name is Belle.

[And she'll drop a little curtsey.]

...Charmed.

[sir...kylo...?]

Likewise, I'm sure.

[Listen she's just being proper.]

Now. Will you let me pass?

Yes. I suppose I shall.

[he's kind of impressed.]

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