Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20171226225247/@comment-28358106-20171227124854

The Kiki turns and, seeing it inadequate, turns and looks up at Kittycut, her brow raised. "It goes well, ma'am.  Is there something I can---"

She is cut off by the sounds of the great double-doors opening. The latch lifts and the massive mahogany slab swings in noiselessly.A Cheshire, dressed like a secretary and looking unusually dour, half steps through.

"Baku Vantulos and entourage?" She drones. "Her Grace will see you now."

The group moves through the door, Asja shutting it behind them. They find themselves in what is undoubtedly a secretary's office, wide and accommodating, but stacked all around are the signs of soulless bureaucracy. File folders, wooden cabinets, file card cases, and on and on, line the room. Beyond the desk here, they can see another set of double doors, this one smaller and left open. Far beyond that, down a carpeted stone hall, they see what is undoubtedly the Regent's chamber.

"Your forms are in order," Asja intones, "But there is one last clause for you to sign before you are allowed in.  This clause states that while in the proyal presence, you shall not use your weaponry, living, sentient or otherwise, in a manner that is deemed hostile, unless specifically stated in a scenario such as the ones outlined on form 2-S dash one one, subset "B", which you signed during your initial application process."

Pulling them from a cabinet, she walks over to them and plops down four forms, one for each of them. A quill and inkpot screeches as she pushes it forward across the desk towards them.