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anemoi2011-09-24 08:55 pm
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An Arthurian Knight in a Connecticut Yankee's Apartment
[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?
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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M-My word! What do you think you are doing?!
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G-Gods! Why are there women in this wing?! M-My most sincere apologies; I had not -- I would never -- I am terribly sorry.
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A-As long as you realize your mistake and do not do it again! Especially since there are bathing facilities provided with your rooms.
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C-Certainly not, milady. I... I will certainly atone for this transgression; rest assured. I pray you show mercy to an uninformed man...
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In my room?
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Again, please, I apologize most sincerely. If you could allow this matter go unreported... I swear, I should do right by you.
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...Of course. I shall have you make it up to me at a later time.
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If you have need of me, call simply for Lawfer. ...And now, if you could, ah, close the door...
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C-Certainly! I was just about to.
[She quickly shuts the door on Lawfer, so as to not seem as if she is a voyeur.]
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[With this last muttering, Lawfer flees back to his room in slight panic, wondering how many other women had seen him parading about nearly unclothed. What a place this was, to allow the two sexes to nearly cohabitate!]