An Introduction

[_alwaysprudence]

Enter a brown haired, handsome young gentleman of middling height, richly dressed. He strides easily, with a light, confident step and the air of someone who is assured of never meeting an incident that would entirely surprise him

Comments

[admiral_grumpy]

It's wonderful to meet you, Mr. Merriot. Welcome to the community. I'm Alistair McKeon.

What decade are you from, again?

Typist: XDXDXD Whoever you are, you win.

[_alwaysprudence]

Pleased to make your aquaintance, Mr. McKeon. He inclines his head.

As far as I know, sir, the year is 1741. Tactfully refrains from asking.

[admiral_grumpy]

Ah. Your clothing is similar, yet slightly different, to that of my friends from approximately fifty years later. I try to have an eye for these things here. So many different people come in, from so many different times. He pulls down the bottom of his uniform tunic; for some reason, he is feeling self-conscious.

[_alwaysprudence]

Oh, indeed, sir? He is all attention.

[shensitivity]

Oh! *sparkles! cute new boy! with actual manners! and fashion sense! eeee!* How ever so charming to meet you, sir! My name is Shenshen. *extends hand*

[_alwaysprudence]

Smiles a huge, warm, somewhat flirtatious smile and takes the offered hand, bowing deeply as he kisses it.

Delighted to meet you, Miss Shenshen.

Yup, definitely flirty.

[shensitivity]

*glows!* You're far too kind.

[allbutfreedom]

Rohana frowns slightly, as though she finds him familiar but can't quite place him. Then her expression slowly clears, and she offers a polite smile.

Good evening, young sir. (the tone is far kinder this time)

[spy_the_tiger]

*oooh shiny fashionable pretty boy!* *beams and bows* Well hello there! I'm Tibbett.

[ifanboyroger]

*amusedly, grinning* If you think this place is going to be quiet, you've obviously not met my sister, yet.

*bows* 'Lo there, by the way. I'm Thom of Trebond, recently returned from -- er -- the dead, I suppose.