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| characters | Open to all!

| date/time | October 9 - 11 (backdated, yes)

| location | Anywhere around and about the Tree

| rating | Various?

| summary | Since there was talk of doing an open amnesia log! This is open for anyone to thread with anyone. (I meant to have it up this weekend but as usual I am behind in all things...)

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Fuu Hououji | Open!!

[monster_san]

This really was quite a pickle. She'd settled on calling herself Anne, because it was the best she could think of. But she didn't see the name Anne on the list of names up on the top floor of the tree.

She did know that there ought to be more names there--she remembered more people, and many of the apartments were unoccupied. This in spite of the riddles they'd been solving... but what came before that, Anne had no idea. The logical conclusion was that, being a fairy, she had simply materialized one day.

Now she headed off, determined to find her fellow fairies. She wasn't entirely sure what they were supposed to do (had they found the Builders or Adventurers?), but getting together a solid group of... oh, maybe three people, that would surely be a good start.

[knight_king]

She spots Fuu and waves at her direction. She recalls her name and, most of her adventures, details are lost for she cannot remember why she has addressed as Master to many of her companions.

"Fuu!" she exclaims and flies at her direction with translucent, glimmering blue and silver wings. There's some joy she experiences in the flight that she has not in the past, in spite of having done this for months. At least, Saber hasn't allowed herself to show how much she liked to fly. She lands near her and greets her with a warm, bright smile.

"Good afternoon."

[monster_san]

Oh, it was Saber! And it seemed that Anne's name was not Anne after all, but Fuu. Or maybe it was a family name. But that question was immediately replaced by: why is Saber acting like this? She was smiling--not a small and polite look, but wide and genuine.

Fuu returned it; confusing as it was, it was really quite nice to see. "Hello, Saber-san! I'm glad you're here. What's made you so happy today?"

[knight_king]

Saber-san?

"Are you quite well?" she asks, looking at her suspiciously with a waning smile. Orcelito was acting strange yesterday and he had seemly lost his memories, so she is glad that Fuu remembers her, even if she's addresses her with a strange name. "Though I do not know who is this Saber, my name is Arturia," she corrected her, "Arturia Pendragon." It was strange that her father, Ector, did not share her family name, but at this time it isn't important.

She tilts her head, confusion growing. "Should I be displeased? It gladdens me to see you in good health." She also thinks her reaction is normal. She enjoys flying, after all.

Orcelito Noctircus | Open

[princeandscholar]

As if there isn’t enough confusion in the Tree already, the door to House 12 slams open and an infuriated voice shouts out.

“I demand to speak to the person responsible for this!”

There is His Highness, in the full splendor of his jeweled coat but without any of the normal genteel manner. His fists are clenched and his eyes are narrowed, and hopefully he looks angry enough to cover how frightened he is.

Mere minutes ago, he awoke to a dismal room, in a crude excuse for a bed, with all his clothing missing save this uncomfortable and depressingly dark coat. His retainers are nowhere to be seen and there’s not a servant in sight.

Someone is going to answer for this affront.

“You there!” Orcelito calls to the first person he sees. “Where am I?”

[finallyfallen]

"..."

This is not what he expected to run into on when he left his rather empty house. Then again lately it shouldn't surprise him the Tree did like to through things at them from time to time.

"Orcelito, isn't it? Your still trapped within the Tree."

[princeandscholar]

That person is… definitely not a member of his staff. Orcelito would’ve remembered a burn injury like that. The outlandish garments catch him off guard as well as the dark hair and light eyes. This is… someone from the north?

But at least the boy knows his name. Good. Everyone should the face of the second prince.

“Tree?” Orcelito scrutinizes the great round room. For a moment, there’s a hint of hesitation on his face – as though it almost makes sense but not quite. “It does look like a tree, but that’s inconsequential.”

He steps closer, in the drawn up and pretentious way of royalty. The boy is taller than him, but Orcelito isn’t about to let that affect him. “Who are you?” That was a command, not a question, with just a hint of leniency.

[finallyfallen]

"The place we all arrived in from our homes for no apparent reason some months ago."

While Hakuryuu can't remember if Orcelito arrived in the same group he did, before or after, it was fairly close. This does put Hakuryuu on guard, if the tree is playing with minds again...or that was the Violinist the first time? Either way, it's not something to take too lightly.

And Hakuryuu frowns. He's seen and dealt with royalty for as long as he can remember, it's always been a game of acting one way, saying one thing and meaning something different from both.

"Ren Hakuryuu."

[knight_king]

Arturia hears Orcelito's shout from her empty room and opens the door immediately, rushing out to his encounter, in case he's been injured. He lives next door, so finding him is easy. There's something about him that is unusual, but he's not harmed. The tension from her shoulders vanishes and she is about to ask what's wrong when he turns to interrogate her.

"Have you forgotten?" she asks, furrowing her brows. Is this a spell? She's not sure. Arturia does not feel any different, except she looks fairly unlike she usually presents herself. She's picked her hair in a more feminine, high ponytail. The surprise in her face is also another indication because she's more effusive than guarded to show her emotions.

"Orcelito. You have been in this Tree longer than I have."

A memory curse?

[princeandscholar]

Orcelito is relieved to see someone rushing towards him. Excellent, the maids are never far away! He’ll just ask her what happened and…. His thoughts grind to halt as he gets a first impression of her.

Oh… she’s dressed far too peculiar for a servant. Actually… she’s dressed rather unusually for a woman. Orcelito struggles to regain his composure.

“F-forgotten what?” Embarrassment trips his words. But he does manage to look at her with only a faint blush. And that lasts only a moment as his expression turns startled at the address.

“Who are you?” There’s clear displeasure in his raised voice. What gives this stranger the right to call him by name?

is it my tag at the queen? I don't know the order

[knight_king]

There's no recognition in his eyes; Saber knows that he must be under a spell. Of course she doesn't look like a maid. She's wearing an elegant blue dress and a heavy silver armor that contrasts with her slender and petite built. She's summoned it immediately after she heard his shout.

"Hm. This place, it seems, and who I am," she says, frowning slightly with matching displeasure. Her green gaze studies his reactions. He doesn't have a visible mark or signs of anything unusual apart of his missing memory. "That is all right. I shall investigate who is behind this curse and break it. Do not worry, I will protect you."

She gives a solemn oath, folding an arm against her chest as a chivalric gesture. Her face lightens up, joyous to be of help. She wants to keep them safe and happy. She tries to defuse his fear by giving him a strong, reassuring smile.

"I am Arturia. Along with you and some others, I have been brought to this place. I am also your neighbor." She turns, making a quick head motion in the direction of her housing.

[monster_san]

"Oh!" Fuu smiled brightly. She recognized this man, although the imperious manner was less familiar--what was the name--Orcelito, yes. How unusual it was to see him yelling and slamming doors! She wondered what could have prompted such behavior.

Even stranger was the question he asked. Didn't he know? This was the fairy tree, where they had all been living since the spring! Still, she could answer it for him and see if that helped. "You are in a tree, Orcelito-san."

Yes, that ought to do it.

[princeandscholar]

Why must these people address him on such familiar terms? They could be thrown in the dungeon for that! (Does this place have a dungeon? He’ll check as soon as he finds the stairs.) For now, he turns on the latest servant citizen to approach him.

“I-I know it looks like a tree.” He stumbles over his words as his gaze moves from her face to her neck and then her skirt. And then he’s looking away to hide a painfully intense blush. She’s young but… shouldn't she at least wear a scarf? What is this place, that allows the ladies to dress so... insufficiently in public?

“An-anyway, if you could… direct me to the person overseeing this property, I would like to speak to them.” He means yell at them, of course.

[monster_san]

Fuu was about to say that it looked like a tree because it was a tree (and then add some perhaps useful information) when Orcelito started behaving rather strangely, running his eyes over her and then looking in the other direction, rather glowing. And stammering. Memory problems she might have, but she didn't think that had ever happened before.

"That's a problem, I'm afraid," she said, sounding bemused. "Sir Guardian only talks to us through riddles, and, well--he is the tree." So in a sense, Orcelito had already seen him. "Are you feeling quite all right?"

Have fun dealing with a cat girl with purple faerie wings, Orcelito. X3

[alley_kit]

Fortunately- or unfortunately, depending on one's point of view- the first person Orcelito encountered was Kit, who was coming back in with a basket containing a few berries for their breakfast. Kit blinked at him in surprise, wondering why he seemed so angry. And why he was asking a question he should know the answer to as well as any of them.

"You're in the Tree, just like the rest of us," Kit said, sounding a little concerned. "Are you feeling OK, Orcelito?"

I warned you XD;

[princeandscholar]

His anger vanishes fast as a snuffed out candle when he catches sight of what-is-that approaching him. Too shocked to cry out, Orcelito staggers back through the open doorway and assumes a defensive posture. Had he the presence of mind, he would have slammed the door shut. That shock turns to horror when she speaks.

“S-stay back! Get out, fiend!” His anger comes back in a roar and his hand moves to his left side where his sword should be. It’s not there. Panic strikes. He risks a frantic glance around. Where are his guards?! Honestly, he has no idea how to deal with monsters – the soldiers protect him from creatures like this. And while the royal family is allowed to keep some creatures as guard dogs, they have no experience hunting them in the wild. He didn’t even know some of them could talk.

Oh dear... XD

[alley_kit]

Kit, for her part, is just confused as Orcelito reacts with shock and then horror to her presence and her concerned question. She even glances over her shoulder as he exclaims about a fiend, certain he can't mean her. But no, there's nothing and no one behind her to provoke that sort of reaction. If not for how genuine his reactions seem to be, Kit would suspect that he's playing a trick on her. But no, that's not like Orcelito either.

Unsure what else to do Kit, opts to try and calm him down. "It's OK," she says gently. "I'm not gonna hurt you. So just take a deep breath and try to calm down, OK? But I'm not a fiend, and I'm not going to get out; I'm a cat, and I have just as much right to be here as you do."

Laaaate tag but seeing the thread with Kit I couldn't resist!

[tosaveyuu]

The shouting makes Mika pause, and while he's sorely tempted to just ignore it and walk away, he at least wants to see who's making all the commotion first. Which means turning to glance at the one doing all the shouting.

"The tree, of course."

Which, in turn, means giving Orcelito a perfect chance to see the vampire's slit pupils and fangs.

This is too good to pass up!

[princeandscholar]

Having finally gotten away from that awkward conversation with the cat inside the house, Orcelito looks around for someone reasonably human to give him a straight answer. He seems to get both… at first.

A passing glance registers only a boy around his own age – albeit quite a pale one. Before Orcelito can reply, he gets a closer look and a sharp intake of breath marks his surprise. His gaze moves to take in the pronounced canines and narrow pupils, and then immediately to the hands and fingertips. And that leads to what is surely the most logical answer to this absurd situation.

“You… you’re another cat?” He asks, bewildered. “How many like you live here?”

It really is!

[tosaveyuu]

"Cat?" Mika's surprised and confusion are obvious. "What are you talking about?"

Saber ♔ open

[knight_king]

Arturia was not truly concerned. She recalled her name. She remembered her family, and her many talents. She knew of fairies and magic. What was lost to her was the duty of the king, her knowledge about her legacy, the serious, regal demeanor she always emitted and her time and identity as Servant.

Immediately after having her meal, she tied her hair up in a ponytail and sought her fellow adventurers. If she aspired to be a knight, she had to protect them. When she encountered one, she would smile warmly at them, giving them a strangely enthusiastic greeting.

"Good morning!"

[tosaveyuu]

In some ways, Mika had been largely lucky. Or unlucky, depending on how you looked at it. For the most part, his key memories had remained intact, only forgetting various miscellaneous odd facts or skills here and there, some of which proved more inconvenient than others.

But that wasn't the point right now. There'd been something he'd started thinking about lately, as the weather turned colder and the leaves began changing color, especially since it seemed like here he had little enough to do at times but sit around and think. Unfortunately, it wasn't something he really had any idea what to do about, so much as he was loathe to admit it, he decided to seek out someone who probably could do something. Or get others to do something, at least. And the first person who'd come to mind, much to Mika's annoyance....

"Hey, where's that red-headed idiot?"

Since Mika hadn't seen much of Nagi lately, it only made sense to ask the person he'd normally seen accompanying the mage.

[knight_king]

Saber looked at him in dismayed by the lack of greeting. Red-headed idiot, though? Which one? The image of several of them crossed her mind while she admonished him for his lack of greeting.

"Your manners are poor as always," she grumbled, "Who are you speaking about? Shirou is gone." Shirou had been a boy who had cooked her delicious food and lived with her in this Tree. She had been fond of him and his girlfriend who stayed next door, Rin.

[tosaveyuu]

"Nagi." Said very matter-of-factly, as if there really shouldn't have been any question as to who he was referring to. "I wanted to ask him something."

Alla of dAubergine | Open

[petiteaubergine]

The amnesia had clouded Alla's training as a young gentleman. The awkward fellow was reduced to a wild child, a monster, albeit an innocent one, as untrained in the ways of his origin as he was humankind...or any other kind, one who knew nothing about the embarrassments of being half-transformed. His skin was mottled with light tans and dark blues, hallmarks of shedding his monster-skin. Having only a leafy tunic over his body, the youth was chilled by the cold autumn air. Even his matted train of hair, black with pink roots, did little to comfort him.

He prowled, scrounging around for anything to keep himself warm, including any stray fireflies that could potentially be kidnapped. Blankets, spare shirts, jackets, even socks were taken and hoarded if worn... a bit awkwardly, on his hands. Having no memory of using his gem piece to produce wings, Alla crawled from floor to floor, utilizing both the interior of the tree and the exterior to move about.

The chill intensified so that slipping into occupied homes was a risk he was willing to take, although not a favored one. Should anyone have any muffins, he would be attempting to confiscate those too.