( a dignified entrance is an impossibility when you're dunked straight into a freezing cold lake, further damaging an already windswept and torn outfit. actually, scratch damaging, this was her best silk undershirt. that can't be fixed with a patch up job at the nearest armoury.

rude. has her day not sucked enough as it is?

Seoya exhales loudly as she stumbles onto shore, shaking herself off like a wet dog and whining as she thoughtlessly rubs at her eyes to get water out of them and tugs false lashes loose. she grumbles out a string of expletives that invoke the Lady's name in ways her mother would hate, if her mother were anywhere nearby. )

What is going on?!

( she trudges towards the nearest person, all pouts and puffed out cheeks. )

You've got a way to dry me off, right? Like, a spell or something?

( just guessing. )

Excuse me?

( what does this woman mean, share? ) No, no, I asked if you had a suite. Suite. Ideally with an Empress bed, but a Queen works too. You know how this works, right? You tell me it'll cost me, I give you a credit card, everyone's happy.

( the woman behind the counter looks puzzled, and politely points out that a credit card is not something that's recognised here. )

... Eh?

( blink blink. seoya.exe has stopped working. hope she's not in your way! )

okay
so you people will be honest with me, right?
isn't it really strange that credit cards don't exist here? at all? we're supposed to only spend the money in our accounts?
that would be fine, but... they didn't even transfer my account with me. you need money to make money. i need to buy armour if i'm going questing! and a new set of arrows. they hardly appear out of thin air.

( hit me with something else! contact me at exits / exits#8071 if you wanna talk. )