An Arthurian Knight in a Connecticut Yankee's Apartment

[seeker-of-law.livejournal.com]

[Carnivals!  Roller coasters!  Cotton candy!  Exposure to too many foreign sights was overwhelming his brain; though Lawfer assumed it had something to do with the memory loss at first, careful observation of the others' reactions to the spectacles convinced him otherwise.  'Theme park' wasn't even in his vocabulary; asking someone to define it for him had resulted in nothing more than a brief spurt of laughter.

Either he had lost far more memory than the others, or he was simply from a vastly different place.  Either way, though he could grudgingly admit the park was enjoyable at some points, it was far too much to handle in a single day.  He looked forward to the comfort of a bed and a cold bath.]

[A: The first challenge: the elevator.  Anyone walking into the lobby will find a man pulling at two stubborn doors that refuse to budge, despite being assured that they would lead straight to his room on the 3rd floor.  He could only imagine that the stairs were behind them.  If only they would open.  Banging, kicking, and trying to force them apart with all his might leads only to strained shoulder muscles.]

I have clearly been directed to the wrong location.  Where are the rooms I have been assigned?

[B: The second challenge.  At some point, a wild yell will be heard from Lawfer's room, after which he barrels out the door as quickly as possible.]

Demons!  Demons!  Inside a box!  Do you hear their voices?!  The room is accursed!  Quickly, call for an exorcist, a priest; they may take material form at any moment!

[Astute listeners will notice that the television is on.]

[C: The third challenge.  After the business with the demon-possessed television is cleared up, Lawfer will be knocking at your door, largely devoid of clothes, and well... Let's say medieval knights don't usually shower that often.]

My apologies for the intrusion, but I cannot locate the communal bathing area.  Where is the well from which the water is drawn?

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[seeker-of-law.livejournal.com]

[Joachim will find a restraining hand on his shoulder.]

Take more caution, man! The denizens of Hel are not to be trifled with... Were the problem so easily resolved with fisticuffs, I would hardly have raised alarm.

[stinglikeabat.livejournal.com]

[Right, this guy's a regular human as far as he can tell and is probably assuming the same about him.]

Trust me, I can handle this.

[seeker-of-law.livejournal.com]

My heart rejoices to know a man with such valor of bravery; however, you do not seem to understand my alarm.

...

Look in, then, if you dare. I shall be at your back.

[stinglikeabat.livejournal.com]

[Sneakin' closer... closer... Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, but he can't back down now! Throwing caution to the wind, he leaps through the door with a fearsome battlecry to meet... uh......]

...Is that the box you meant?

[He's pointing to the TV, and looking much less battleready than he formerly was.]

[seeker-of-law.livejournal.com]

Odin protect us. There are even more than the single one I saw before. Such cunning human guises...

[stinglikeabat.livejournal.com]

I... don't think those are demons. If it's anything like a proper radio, it might not even be magic.

[He's advancing on it, but with a close eye on it just in case.]

[seeker-of-law.livejournal.com]

Raydio?... I do not understand. How can it be possible for a world to be contained in such a manner...?

[As Joachim did not seem to be afraid, Lawfer will take heart and follow closely behind. He was many things, but a coward was not one.]

[stinglikeabat.livejournal.com]

You're asking the wrong man, I'm afraid. Machines aren't really my specialty.

[Buttons. He can deal with buttons. There's quite a few of them and the labels are hard to make out. Maybe this one? Nnnnope, that just changes what the box is showing. Amazing! If you buy the whole knife set in the next ten minutes, they'll throw in a whetstone and cutting board free of charge!]

[seeker-of-law.livejournal.com]

[Lawfer takes a step back in astonishment as the picture depicted on the screen changes.]

You... You've replaced them...

Incredible. Perhaps this device is for the purpose of controlling demonic activity.

[stinglikeabat.livejournal.com]

You might be right! This isn't like any radio I've ever seen.

[Making deals with potential demons is a terrible idea; even he knows that. Joachim shakes off the siren song of low, low, prices and moves onto the next one, which makes it quieter, this one makes it louder okay whoa that's way too loud.]

[seeker-of-law.livejournal.com]

[Wait actually he could totally use some knives even if they didn't look very suitable for stabbing people... but he's changed it before Lawfer can manage more than a brief exclamation.]

Isn't there one that banishes them altogether? The other button; the silencing one... perhaps if you pressed it more boldly... with emphatic speech.

[stinglikeabat.livejournal.com]

[Well, it's worth a shot!]

BEGONE, MERCHANT! MY HEART IS FIRM AGAINST THE TEMPTATION OF YOUR DEALINGS!

[...Well, that sure shut him up! Now he's just miming it.]

[seeker-of-law.livejournal.com]

[Lawfer watches carefully for the demons to be banished.

........Well. That was silly. At least there was no volume anymore. He'll lower his guard a bit.]

That is... acceptable, for now. I shall simply turn the... demon box to face the other way, as it does not seem they can escape.

[stinglikeabat.livejournal.com]

[Incredibly silly.]

One of them should shut it off for good.

[But he's backing off all the same. If the distressed citizen is satisfied, that's good enough for him.]

[seeker-of-law.livejournal.com]

You have my thanks, good sir.

[Lawfer will step forward and gingerly maneuver the box so it faces away, careful not to touch its screen.]

May I have the honor to know the name of my savior?

[stinglikeabat.livejournal.com]

Joachim.

[That... really doesn't feel right. It's definitely too short to roll off the tongue properly. Still, it's what he's got.]

Just Joachim, for now.

And you?

[seeker-of-law.livejournal.com]

Lawfer.

It is an honor, Sir Joachim.