[log] Event: Lavender's Green, Part Two [open]

[snowblindmods]

Characters: everyone
Location: mysterious, white hallways
Date: Day 193-194
Summary: Find friends. Get lost. Don't look.
Warnings: Potential for gore and psychological horror. Please note any specific warnings in your subject lines!

While confusingly similar, the area is split into a few different sections:

The Core
The hallways here are narrow and twist at a rapid rate. With how dazzlingly white everything is, it's easy to not realize you're coming on a turn and slam right into the walls. There are no rooms here--no one starts here, though they may find it while they wander. At the center is a large, round area, like the center of a spiral. There's a lot of air pressure here.

The Inner Hallways
The largest area, filled with dead ends, gentle slopes and twists, and, occasionally, difficult-to-see drops where a higher hallway intersects with a lower one without a wall to separate them. The whole place tastes vaguely like blood. Most rooms are here--most people start here.

The Outer Hallways
The outer ring of the ball of yarn. It's not as thick with halls and twists as the other two areas, leading to a lot more boring walking in one direction. It's totally possible to circle around the same path multiple times without realizing it, as everything is so similar here. Occasionally, footsteps can be heard just outside the farthest walls. Sometimes, something breathes. There are a few rooms here--some people will start here.


Remember to note what kind of eyes your character has in their top level!

Comments

[theurgy]

Yeah, I am, but I was just kidding. Don't worry about me, alright?

[bloodbiter]

I will worry precisely as much as I choose.

[Don't tell her how to live her life!!]

Hopefully such a situation won't come up at any point in the near future.

[theurgy]

Bossy.

[It's a joke again. This time when he marks the wall, he draws a lopsided smiley face. Morbid.]

No knight in shining armor stuff, alright?

[bloodbiter]

By necessity.

[A pause, squinting at that smiley face. Why.]

Is there something wrong with knights?

[theurgy]

Nope, nothing wrong with them as long as you're not going to try to pull a heroic sacrifice on me.

[bloodbiter]

[She seems honestly surprised by that notion as well, shaking her head slowly.]

Why would I do that? That seems pointless. Ah, not that protecting you would be, that wasn't my meaning... Rather, the ideal would be for us both to escape in such a situation.

[theurgy]

[Cassel snorts, stopping when they hit another junction.]

Okay, okay, I'll stop telling you what to do. Which way?

[bloodbiter]

[She pauses to think about it. There's no real advantage or disadvantage in going either way; they look the same to her.]

To the left, perhaps?

[She doesn't really want to walk in silence, though, and she's not certain what else to say. So, as she starts moving to the left, she looks over at him.]

What would you like to talk about?

[Which feels like a bit of a ridiculous question as they wander around a huge labyrinth hoping that nobody will try to kill them, but. There it is.]

[theurgy]

Uh...

[That's a good question, and he thinks for a moment. There really isn't anything good to talk about, but considering how she grilled him about calculus and Rome, he can at least entertain her.]

Have you ever heard of Theseus and the Minotaur?

[bloodbiter]

[She shakes her head, curiosity in her voice.]

I've heard of neither, I'm afraid. Who are they?

[theurgy]

I told you about Rome, right? Well, they lifted their mythology straight from the Greeks, who made up a bunch of crazy stories and were obsessed with heroes. Theseus was the prince of Athens, and one day, the king of one of the nearby islands, Minos, showed up and told Theseus and his father that Minos' son had died in Athens. He was pretty pissed off, so he told Theseus and his father that they had to give up seven Athenian women every year as tribute so that Minos could feed them to this monster, the Minotaur, who lived in the center of a labyrinth.

[Apparently his classical mythology class is good for something, even if it's spouting off stories to keep a princess from dying of boredom.]

[bloodbiter]

...Certainly they wouldn't agree to such an outrageous demand.

[That is the first of many questions she has about this story, so at least his tactic to save her from boredom is working.]

[theurgy]

Yeah, Theseus wasn't very cool with it, so he offered to go to Crete to kill the monster. His dad really didn't want him to go, because Theseus was his only son, but Theseus begged him until he agreed, but he made Theseus promise to use white sails on his ship on the way back if he was safe. If the crew came back and Theseus was dead, they'd use black ones. So, Theseus went to Crete, but he had no idea how to get through the labyrinth. Minos' daughter showed up one night and told him she could help him kill the Minotaur, but if she did, he'd have to marry her.

[bloodbiter]

I have several questions already.

[Okay, first off...]

Why didn't he just kill Minos himself?

[He sounds like an awful ruler??]

[theurgy]

[Cassel laughs a little.]

Who knows? Maybe because then the Greeks couldn't have a cool monster slaying story.

[bloodbiter]

Furthermore, why did this daughter of his only agree to help him on that one condition? Was this not their first time meeting?

[theurgy]

Yeah, but come on, Adelina. Don't princesses fall in love at first sight all the time?

[He's teasing her, grinning.]

[bloodbiter]

Of course not. I knew my husband for years before we started courting. Such a thing doesn't exist.

[Yikes.]

[theurgy]

[Adelina, you can't just drop a bomb like that! Cassel stops in his tracks, eyebrows going straight up.]

Your what?

[bloodbiter]

[This is what happens when she doesn't even think it's a bomb. Doesn't everyone get married at sixteen??]

My husband. What's amiss?

[theurgy]

[He looks super incredulous and vaguely offended all at once.]

How old are you?

[bloodbiter]

[Meanwhile, she just looks confused, a little incredulous herself. Talk about culture shock.]

Sixteen, why?

[theurgy]

[He just sort of stares at her for a long moment. Medieval princess, right, but...]

It isn't even legal to get married until you're eighteen where I'm from, and even then people think you're crazy and headed for divorce.

[bloodbiter]

Well, that's ridiculous.

[Clearly.]

If I'm old enough to run a country, I'm old enough to be wed.

[theurgy]

Most of the people I know can't even stay together for six months.

[Himself... included... But he'll just gloss over that fact, it's fine.]