Arrival

[letsplayamod]

The moment is a bit different for everyone. Perhaps you were just minding your own business somewhere, others may have been in more... dire circumstances. Regardless, you were approached by a figure you can't quite picture, and they offered you an accord; in exchange for aiding them in the healing of a world lost to chaos, you would be granted something almost unheard of. Godhood.

And each of you said yes, more or less.

A blurry hand, shifting and rippling, reaches out to you. You feel a glow of warmth, unlike anything you've known before. As soon as you think you can describe it, you wake up.

The room you're in is plainly furnished, but it's about the size of a small flat. Plenty of room to stretch your legs. Don't get too comfortable, however. On the bedside table each room has is a letter; handwritten, it's wrapped around a bronze key. The lettering could only be described as the platonic ideal of 'neat and precise'.

If you are reading this, than our deal has been made. You've awoken in a place that will surely feel strange, so I want you to take some time to acclimate. Meet with the others. Breathe. I shall be along shortly.

-A

Whatever that means becomes more apparent as you step out of your housing and behold the world around you. The building you were in, and every piece of architecture you happen across, is blatantly pre-modern. Yet, something about it is otherworldly. Stone and iron and glass as far as the eye can see.

But above you was where the real questions were. It wouldn't be right to say the sun was shining on you now, nor would it be right to say it's the dead of night. Instead, the sky is a hazy mixture of both, wrapped in suffocating storm clouds that are threatening rain. Everywhere you look, into the horizon, it's the same.

Welcome home. Take your time and explore. Nobody ever said godhood was easy.

Comments

Hallway

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark, having been looking around the hallways himself, immediately turns when he's addressed. He blinks--before brightening, a genial, sharp-toothed smile spreading over his features.]

Well, we couldn't have that! It wouldn't do for a young lady like yourself to be lonely.

[atu709]

[ she wonders, idly, if this man isn't familiar with human beauty standards in general. not a dwarf... some sort of goblin or hob, perhaps? she's never run into one of those stories before, focused on the witches and queens of the worlds as she has been. ]

Then I am glad of your company.

[latinumsbetter]

[Oh, that makes his smile widen, clearly pleased.] And I'm glad to provide it!

Now, is there a lovely name to go with your equally lovely face?

[atu709]

Snow White, leader of... well, it hardly matters here. And you, sir?

[latinumsbetter]

Quark, owner and proprieter of Quarks Bar. Though I guess I can add "god" to that list right about now.

[atu709]

Well met, Quark. I imagine that will be good for business, when you can get back to your... bar is another word for tavern, is it not?

[latinumsbetter]

It is, and that's what I'm hoping. One can never say no to a nice boost in business.

And you? What's brought you here? Aside from our mysterious host.

[atu709]

There's something I think that the power of a god could help me resolve where I come from. Assuming it isn't already too late.

[latinumsbetter]

[That response softens Quark's grin into a slight blink of surprise, followed by the beginnings of concern.]

Oh. That bad, huh?

[atu709]

Unpleasant business.

[ She smiles. ]

But I'd hate to make this conversation an unpleasant one.

[latinumsbetter]

Now, I doubt any conversation with you could be unpleasant. [Quark's demeanor immediately shifts, genial once again]

So! I thought I'd take a stroll around the place. Get a first impression. I'd consider myself quite lucky to have some company. [that last part is definitely an invitation]

[atu709]

Oh, twist my arm, why don't you.

[ A gesture towards... away from wherever the two of them are. ]

By all means, lead the way.

[latinumsbetter]

It'd be my pleasure. [and he's going to offer her his arm]

[atu709]

[ She'll take it! She's. Very cold. Cold enough that people feel it through blankets in canon. ]

...Pleasantries aside, if this is uncomfortable, do let me know.

[latinumsbetter]

[he does startle, not really expecting that. But fortunately he recovers pretty quickly]

Oh! Ha, that sure is a cold one. [He pats her hand on his arm, starting to lead her on a nice stroll towards the Gardens] But I'm not some Cardassian, so I think I'll live.

So! How are you finding our accomodations so far?

[atu709]

I've dealt with worse, but having taken part in a war, I'm afraid that isn't saying much.