[ as they reach the door, you can reprise that lovely sound cue above as jack pushes the ringer, and they stand there side by side, dwarfed by the incredibly large front door of the place.
after a moment, in which neither speaks, the doors are drawn open, and a tall, thin older figure is revealed, dressed impeccably in a waistcoat, white gloves, very much the picture perfect butler, complete with monocle. his hair is tied back into a long black ponytail and he offers a polite bow of the head to them both, with a pleasant little smile... or at least one that should be pleasant. there's something vaguely unsettling about it, to be honest, although it's difficult to place what it is. ]
Ah - Sir Chessing. You were expected. Do come in. [ he moves aside, granting them leave to enter into the large lobby area. the architecture here seems done in threatening stone work, and an intimidating staircase extends up to a balcony that looks made for the sole purpose of allowing the residents to glower down at newcomers. for the moment, however, it is thankfully void of glowerers. ]
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after a moment, in which neither speaks, the doors are drawn open, and a tall, thin older figure is revealed, dressed impeccably in a waistcoat, white gloves, very much the picture perfect butler, complete with monocle. his hair is tied back into a long black ponytail and he offers a polite bow of the head to them both, with a pleasant little smile... or at least one that should be pleasant. there's something vaguely unsettling about it, to be honest, although it's difficult to place what it is. ]
Ah - Sir Chessing. You were expected. Do come in. [ he moves aside, granting them leave to enter into the large lobby area. the architecture here seems done in threatening stone work, and an intimidating staircase extends up to a balcony that looks made for the sole purpose of allowing the residents to glower down at newcomers. for the moment, however, it is thankfully void of glowerers. ]
Sir Integra awaits you.