[It's fortunate that this mission gives William to chance to enter an arena that actually interests him. The one of the political intrigue. Even though this is nothing like a dinner party back home. Some of the manners are alien, the others merely dated. Really, so many old fashioned dances?
But he's been doing well enough despite all this, maintaining his distance where possible, so as to preserve his life. It's difficult when all these beings know he has magic and react like he's a treat at best. So for the moment, he's going to join in here and there on conversations as unobtrusively as possible, at least until he manages to get some better social standing. And learn from the failures of others, however gory they might be.]
The Court-II
[He's managed to make some friends now, if you can call these creatures friends. A young lady of House Shaiy and a gentleman from House Chchai are chatting with him currently. The lady, Nhsh, is dressed in a fashion that straddles the line between gaudy and innovative and she leads the conversation. The young man, Khjy, dressed more plainly, seems to hang on her every word, with the lady giving him an occasional squeeze of the hand and responding when he makes the appropriate response, but nothing more.
Ncsh is useful though, giving William all the those fine bits of information that hadn't come through during training. She seems to like his garb and has deemed William, if not an equal, at least someone worthy of interest. Eventually though, she lets him go, after what has to be an hour of conversation and William is relieved and takes a moment to move away from the crowds so that he can observe at a distance and relax himself. Having to look constantly into their eyes is taking a toll on him.]
Exhausting. [He sighs to himself, not immediately noticing you there.] I never thought I would escape.
The Stadium
[No warrior, William is in the audience, watching the bloodshed and doing his best to appear impassive, despite the intensity of it all. But he's here and cannot exactly look away from this, now can he? Besides, being in the stands is useful, because you can see who is cheering for who. And which loss leaves a member of the Regency sore is something worthy of note and in some instances unexpected.
It's also another way for him to get to know these people he's going to be working with for the foreseeable future. Here, where they are going to be displaying their powers for the world to see and in most cases not holding back. It was also a demonstration of personality and intellect as much as of strength. The way one conducted themselves here said a lot of about them. Even the choice of entering this arena spoke volumes.
He'll even offer a comment here or there after a fight. Something encouraging or in the cases of out right stupidity, something far more critical and nagging. He really knows how to make good impressions, okay?]
Wildcard
[He's going to be mainly hanging around the court or spectating at the stadium and the games. He can also be found around the kiosks/quarters, exploring or taking time to decompress, since this is a lot of be thrust into the middle of.
I'm okay with whatever anyone throws at me and can be reached through pms, Kanetsugu or on discord@thesecondbesttheory#8142. I'm fine with prose as well, so feel free to tag me with that instead of brackets.]
William Twining | OTA
[It's fortunate that this mission gives William to chance to enter an arena that actually interests him. The one of the political intrigue. Even though this is nothing like a dinner party back home. Some of the manners are alien, the others merely dated. Really, so many old fashioned dances?
But he's been doing well enough despite all this, maintaining his distance where possible, so as to preserve his life. It's difficult when all these beings know he has magic and react like he's a treat at best. So for the moment, he's going to join in here and there on conversations as unobtrusively as possible, at least until he manages to get some better social standing. And learn from the failures of others, however gory they might be.]
The Court-II
[He's managed to make some friends now, if you can call these creatures friends. A young lady of House Shaiy and a gentleman from House Chchai are chatting with him currently. The lady, Nhsh, is dressed in a fashion that straddles the line between gaudy and innovative and she leads the conversation. The young man, Khjy, dressed more plainly, seems to hang on her every word, with the lady giving him an occasional squeeze of the hand and responding when he makes the appropriate response, but nothing more.
Ncsh is useful though, giving William all the those fine bits of information that hadn't come through during training. She seems to like his garb and has deemed William, if not an equal, at least someone worthy of interest. Eventually though, she lets him go, after what has to be an hour of conversation and William is relieved and takes a moment to move away from the crowds so that he can observe at a distance and relax himself. Having to look constantly into their eyes is taking a toll on him.]
Exhausting. [He sighs to himself, not immediately noticing you there.] I never thought I would escape.
The Stadium
[No warrior, William is in the audience, watching the bloodshed and doing his best to appear impassive, despite the intensity of it all. But he's here and cannot exactly look away from this, now can he? Besides, being in the stands is useful, because you can see who is cheering for who. And which loss leaves a member of the Regency sore is something worthy of note and in some instances unexpected.
It's also another way for him to get to know these people he's going to be working with for the foreseeable future. Here, where they are going to be displaying their powers for the world to see and in most cases not holding back. It was also a demonstration of personality and intellect as much as of strength. The way one conducted themselves here said a lot of about them. Even the choice of entering this arena spoke volumes.
He'll even offer a comment here or there after a fight. Something encouraging or in the cases of out right stupidity, something far more critical and nagging. He really knows how to make good impressions, okay?]
Wildcard
[He's going to be mainly hanging around the court or spectating at the stadium and the games. He can also be found around the kiosks/quarters, exploring or taking time to decompress, since this is a lot of be thrust into the middle of.
I'm okay with whatever anyone throws at me and can be reached through pms,