✰ welcome, welcome.

[dilithium]

you're new here, aren't you? you have that look about you. like the proverbial deer in the headlights - but don't worry, you'll get used to it soon enough.
after all, you might just be here for a while. why not make the most of it?

the room you've woken up in - it's yours. pretty nice, isn't it? we want everyone to enjoy their stay here, and that means providing decent amenities. the beds are soft, the roofs don't leak, and best of all? it's free of charge.

it's all on us. you're welcome.
feel free to roam about - it's not like you're a prisoner, or anything. and there really is a lot to see here, so go on ahead, knock yourself out. have fun. explore.
but i wouldn't go too far, if i were you.

does that sound ominous?
ah, well. like i said. you'll get used to it soon enough.

.welcome to siaion.

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[hitojichi]

[Dude if you woke up in a random mansion with everything awesome in it ever, and didn't know that was gonna happen, wouldn't you still find it weird?

Rin's very lightly shaking his phone... tablet... phablet (why is that a real word, by the way djsklfaj) thing when Yukio reaches for his own, and he blinks at it when he sees.]

Whoa. Hey, now, yours makes sense! It actually looks useful! Lemme see!

[And he's so curious, he's reaching for it! So conscientious of others, this one is. Yep.]

[gokuri]

( well. yes. of course.

why is that a real word i will never understand and nothing will be able to convince me that it needs to be an actual thing.

yukio doesn't even have a chance to try to explain what's going on with his own device, because rin is reaching for it and he finds it quickly plucked from his hands – well. at least there isn't any attention being focused on his tail anymore. CRISIS AVERTED. for the moment.

he don't even mind that you just kind of reached out and took it without really … asking … first. )

At least mine will fit into a pocket. Yours … yours is almost as big as a clipboard.

[hitojichi]

[That is exactly his point.

it's a travesty. language has gone to hell. woe.

He pokes through the thing, flipping between screens and pressing buttons and whatnot. It's enough to make it beep in protest, at one point, but he just snorts and keeps on going. (Of course)]

And I bet if you used mine for a clipboard you'd break the stupid thing. Forget it! Yours is so much more useful - how is that far?!

[But he hands it back to him, even if he's scowling a little.]

This place makes no damn sense.