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    It took him a moment to notice, but nonetheless Kain eventually caught on his partner's unfamiliarity with his choice of dance. Personally he thought he led well enough, but then again, he was out of practice, and trying to lead someone in a dance they didn't know was generally considered in poor taste. She did however catch on quickly and keep in step well for the most part, but it wouldn't be fair for him to request she continue if she wasn't comfortable with it. He slowly came to a stop in the dance before addressing his partner. "I apologize if you were unfamiliar with the dance I chose. I didn't mean to impose, and rather, it is one of the only few I know by heart. If there is another style that you would wish to perform, I would be happy to switch styles. I may need a bit of instruction, but I assure you, I am a very quick learner, and a more studious pupil." He gave a small bow with his head as he finished his sentence. He wasn't always the most well-mannered back home, but he felt he should put on his best behavior. The woman was beautiful in a rather strange way, and something about her actions held a strange manner of high class that was unknown to him. He himself after all, was only raised middle class and then found himself running into hard times. But if there was one thing he remembered from growing up in his household, it was definitely respect and chivalry. He may not have shown it around most he knew, and certainly wasn't always up for keeping it on all the time, but that meant in no way he had no familiarity with how to turn on such charms. An old bet strangely came into the back of his mind, when a friend of his had once bet him that he couldn't be classy even if he tried. The resulting performance on his part would have put even a member of a high class Host Club to shame, making the girl blush in a matter of seconds. But that was then and this was now.

     He held his hand out, and kept the small bow, waiting for a response on the part of his partner, ready to follow her instruction.

Tags: Mikoto

Kain didn't like where this was going. He tried his best to force a smile, but he didn't know how well it was coming across. The warden was definitely intimidating, and that threat....

"The only time I've ever gone deep into corruption was fighting a crab monster. The crab was the only one hurt. I kept as much miasma to myself as I could. Except for that and a few proposed inter-class experiments, I haven't messed a whole lot with the miasma, I swear." He kept his hands up by the sides of his face where the warden could see them. He didn't know what the warden wanted, but he definitely seemed to be trying to hunt someone- or something -down. Whatever this interrogation was trying to get out of him, it simply did not seem to be going well. He supposed he could try his best to run, now would probably be the best time that he could. Noctis sat in the back of his mind planning things out. 

Okay, so, all you have to do is throw up [Night Shade] to disorient him, then just toss on [Shackles of the Sentenced] to make him stay there. Then, we just gotta book it down the street and try to loose him.

Brilliant deduction Holmes, Kain thought. He just sat there, the warden staring him down. He knew if things came down to it, he might have to make a break for it, He just really didn't want to make any enemies.

Tags: Bailin

    After some serious research, Kain's efforts had finally paid off! He had found a few strange hieroglyphic tablets out in one of his more recent expeditions, and it had taken him at least a month of nonstop studying to even decode the things much less figure out what the language then meant. He had poured through mountains of books, strange rituals, word of mouth, every little bit of info he could find. And now he had his results. The tablets told of a dungeon ruin, previously unmarked on the map or even talked about in any quest, and the tablets were the key to revealing it. He went out early to try and find the location. After searching up and down the river and throughout the town, he found a strange cliffside wall with matching marks upon it, and upon placing the pieces in the correct order upon it, the ruins glowed with a strange energy, rejuvenating themselves to form a solid and grand entrance that lead down into the hillside. Not dumb enough to go in alone, he decided instead he would announce his discovery to the world, and request any adventurers brave enough to tackle its unknown depths. Eventually, he recieved some responses as to who would want to venture down with him as the first group, and told them to meet up in the back room of the local tavern to discuss their decent and make the necessary preparations.

 ~

With the rest of the group having arrived and seated in the back room, he made his way in, hands shaking with jubilation. "Good news, everyone!" he announced rather happily. "Due to my recent efforts on the field of archaeology, I have uncovered a vast and unknown temple complex that spans deep within the earth of the nearby countryside. It could be full of dangerous traps, vicious monsters, and life-threatening peril! That is why I have offered to share my glory with all of you meatshields-I mean brave adventurers, as we chart these unknown depths and plunder their untold riches! I will not lie, some of you may die, but that is a sacrifice that I am willing to make." As he finished, he clapped his hands and a huge smile crept its way across his face. "So, any questions before we begin?"

Tags: @dumah @bornfromvelvet Capsule Franny Stein

Notes: IT BEGINS
    

"Corvo. Noctis Corvo." The woman's regalia was definitely amusing, but by no means off-putting, at least not yet. Kain chuckled slightly internally, but obliged her the proper etiquette on the outside, lightly taking her hand and giving it a careful kiss. He carefully straightened back out to his full height, placing his hat back upon his purple and black hair. A small smile crept its way upon his face between the stitching.

His movements were light and calculated. He was by no means a novice to the area of dancing, and his formal etiquette was almost too perfect. Interestingly enough, those who knew him wouldn't even assume he had this kind of a side, in the game or out. In his mind, sometimes all it took was the right partner. "The castle's chamber orchestra usually practices about now..." Almost as if on cue, the beautiful sounds of an orchestral symphony began to float in over the air, slowly building in power through the acoustics of the surrounding area.

The music was comforting, but he was by no means lethargic in his movements. taking a few seconds to feel out the beat, tempo and style of the music, he straightened his posture and began leading through a slow method of East Coast Swing. It might not be the most ideal of ballroom dancing types, but it was what he felt most comfortable doing, at least as an opening stretch to once again get used to the movement of his feet in a way that wasn't combat.

He was definitely more graceful than his gothic and fragile appearance would let on, even being in a different body, it was as if it fell naturally to him. He had a few mistakes at the start, but recovered almost impressively well. From an outside view, one might even think he was a host or some other high class individual. His elegance was definitely an internal force, as he was sure even this woman hadn't expected it from such a dark and possibly malevolent figure that he had been known to initially cut.

Tags: Mikoto

Notes: If i need to expand on anything or change anything let me know :)

    This conversation had begun to feel not only like it wasn't going anywhere, but that Kain was also one good cop short of a full-on interrogation. The stoic nature of the warden in front of him just constantly kept the pressure on him, making him feel like every word was being judged by the most scrutinizing of critics. The Warden reacted to nothing, said very little, and led onto what he was thinking even less. Even Kain's attempt at trying to ease the situation came back with the most unmoving, unyielding answer possible. He was not enjoying this little "conversation" at all. He was definitely unsure of what to do. He didn't know what to expect normally with Wardens, but this felt even worse.

    The question about causing harm to others caught Kain a little off guard. He hadn't tried to hurt anyone deliberately with miasma, minus one giant crab man. That being said, most corruption that he spread to others was either by accident or a little bit of overspill from his skills. It was never harmful, rarely reaching even stage 1 exposure, but he didn't know the right way to explain that to the Warden. He felt that any bit of miasma corruption done to others, whether on purpose or not, as evil incarnate. He would definitely have to handle it as calmly as he could. "Hurt anybody, no," he calmly replied, trying to give a small chuckle to alleviate some of the tension he felt. "But a little ambient corruption every now and again never hurt anybody."

Tags: Bailin

(also cap now)

Item: The Birth Of Venus [Painting] A very well known piece of art depicting the creation of the roman god Venus, who was idealized to represent the epitome of masculinity and handsomeness found within nature. Adorning the painting are also the butler to his right, and the masculine ferocious minds to his left. For some reason, this painting reminds you of something you've seen quite similar, but not quite the same [BUR 2]

As per ideas the other day in the C-Box, this thread shall be for the public brainstorming of items that might be found within the genderbending dungeon. The items should all still play to the joke aspect of the dungeon, and to the theme of gender-bending.

Link to the original Dungeon planning thread: log-horizon.proboards.com/thread/6915/codename-event-63

It was a rather long night in the library for Kain. He had been doing some research in the Noihara guild library on some new writings he had found in an attempt to decode them. Even Noctis was stumped on their nature, which was odd considering he was an ancient sage that now dwelled within the back reaches of Kain's mind. After piling up enough books to essentially isolate them visually from the rest of the world, they had at least begun to decipher the strange language inscribed upon the tome.

"What the hell is the deal with this thing anyway? We've managed to decode a bit of it, but its grammar and sentence composition doesn't adhere to any form of language."

"Maybe we are decoding it wrong. Maybe we need to use a different cipher."

"I don't know about you, but I really don't feel like sorting through a thousand more books in search of a new matching cipher, and until you manage to make yourself corporeal, which I not only see coming no time soon, but also am highly against until you learn to mind yourself around women better, we will not be able to split up research duty."

"Maybe its a hieroglyphic language that is also encoded?"

Kain pondered this new idea for a moment. It made sense enough. Even in a pictoral based language, someone may want to keep secrets hidden. Thus they would likely devise some sort of cipher, possibly hidden within the sentences themselves. It was worth as much a try as any of the other plans they had thus far attempted. Thus began a process of trial and error, searching for any one small detail that may trigger the unraveling of the secret code.

Suddenly, it clicked. Some of the masculine terms had been swapped for feminine terms, a few specific gender-based iconographs had been warped or switched. Suddenly it all began making sense, it felt almost like it was writing itself. It was a breakthrough and it was beautiful! he began making actual progress that he almost yelped in joy! But it was the sudden THWACK of a book closing near-by within the library that startled him, causing him to shoot up in his chair and knock into the stack of books surrounding him. With a quick panic, the castle off grimoires built up around him came collapsing down like the walls of Jericho.

Popping up out of the now massive pile, the heretic let out a sigh. It would take a while to clean up this mess and get his notes back from the bottom of it, wherever they were now. Climbing out of it, he began the process of picking up the books, piling them in his arms, and making sizable stacks for him to put back where they belonged. After claiming back his notes and putting the items back into his inventory, he picked up a stack of books and began lugging them around back to where they went within the room. As he was perusing the shelves for the home locations of the tomes, he overheard Dumah complaining about something regarding a dungeon. He didn't catch all of the swashbuckler's words, but he could tell that his new guild leader was in a little bit of a bind, at least with members to go searching with, as well as information regarding the dungeon. 

Being in a similar boat himself, Kain's ears perked up slightly, but he continued going about his business until the swashbuckler just so happened to walk off muttering something about coffee and leave his research unattended. Kain wasn't necessarily a nosy person per say, but he did know when his curiosity was peaked, and generally couldn't help his bad habit of needing to learn some things first hand. Sure enough, the notes Dumah had jotted down were fairly spotty, and nothing of substantial value was there, just the usual cryptic chicken scratch of someone trying to work out their thoughts on paper.

Kain definitely considered his interest peaked however, and decided he would shoot the guildmaster a pm in the morning. Best to let him sit on it after all, he didn't want to seem like he was being invasive.

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Sure enough, in the morning Kain sent his message and got a rather quick and enthusiastic response. The enthusiasm he was definitely prepared for; whether a positive or a negative, he had yet to see Dumah make any kind of move that would make himself seem unaprochable or bothered. The approval though, he was rather happy about and shocked. He definitely didn't think such a thing would happen so quickly, and began to gather together some scribing materials, as well as his heretic gear. He quickly threw a pm in Dumah's direction indicating he was getting ready and would meet up when he could, that the group could go ahead and get started without him. Seeing as how the group had no idea what they were up against, Kain figured it best to pack the essentials, as well as some possible extras just in case.

Tags: @dumah @bornfromvelvet @kurosan