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Dσƈƚσɾ Dαɾƈყ Lҽɯιʂ (darcylewis) wrote in makebelievelog,

"No, it's not." Darcy could be sympathetic to the newb's situation. She too, once, had been a newb. Really, she had been there about a month; she wasn't employed yet and she wasn't exactly well-socialized, but that wasn't the point. The point was that she had more of an idea what was going on. "Okay, give me five minutes of your time and I'll explain where you are and what you can do about getting back home."

"Let's go over to this room over here, which is empty right now - we can get into the whys of that later, and look out the windows in the room," Darcy indicated toward the other door that lead to the formerly spare quarters that were now apparently the blond girl's. Luckily, they were in the East Wing, so there was a shot of the city's skyline off in the distance. "Tell me if that's the skyline of the city you're used to out there. Also, wait a few minutes and something native might pop up and confirm this."

A dragon, in other words. While they didn't tend to land too much around the castle, or at least as far as Darcy had seen, they did fly around and do the occasional aerobatic swoop next to the castle's walls. So long as they didn't try to eat her, she didn't care; they were just fun to watch. "Plus, look at the decor - this is a genuine castle. And - do you have a name? You look kind of familiar." Which was weird, but things tended to be weird anymore.