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towerofanimus2013-09-23 05:04 pm
desireforchange) wrote in towerofanimus2013-09-23 05:04 pm
Entry tags:
Hanging onto the last of me.
Characters: Luke, Jonouchi [and anyone else from the 2-12 gang]. AND WHOEVER? Seriously, OTA, in all prompts.
Setting: Library of Floor Three in the AM; Room 2-12 around NOON; LEAVING Floor Seventeen/Bloody Handprints and Screams Room... around evening time
Format: I'm accommodating as you all should know by now.
Summary:LUKE FAINTING LIKE A GIRL IN FIRST PROMPT. Luke's been skipping his checkups, so he's forced into yet another. Jou and Luke have a nice chat. /o/
Warnings: Luke will faint. Randomly. In the very first prompt.
[LIBRARY]
It's that day again. The day they'll come to get him for skipping out on another check-up--the one thing he refuses to give into. WHY make it easier on them? It's one trait he's managed to cling to. Somehow, it's been engraved into his mind that, if he can hold onto not giving into that one thing... he can hold onto himself. Whether it's true, or not... Well, that's something he'll find out later.
Sitting in the library has become a norm for him. Even when he's not reading, he still sits there and enjoys a moment of peace. Something to collect his thoughts and attempt to come up with a plan--which he never does. He can't think of one thing to contribute, besides what Asch told him on the first day: "try not to die"
Sounds simple enough, but... Speaking of Asch, he wonders howthe grumpy jerk he's doing since the... incident. Sigh. Likely a lot worse than Luke's doing...
[LUKE'S ROOM]
Waking with a start, he blinks. At first, the initial thought of 'will I be unable to move, this time?' manages to cross his mind. Of course, as usual, it's answered with him lifting his hand to his forehead--a dazed look on his face. Sighing, he slowly moves into an upright position. Again, he had passed out. Again, he had awoken in the same stupid bed... in the same stupid place. No surprises, only predictability. This place...
It's starting to get to him, a little. Sighing and scratching the back of his head, he lets out an annoyed sigh, eyes narrowing in frustration. There's got to be something he can do, besides the small retaliation that's likely nothing more than a minor setback in their week. Anything, would be good.
"Damn it..."
[FLOOR SEVENTEEN]
He had decided to take some time to explore, a little. Maybe he's just bored, but he soon finds himself on the Seventeenth Floor. The floor is empty. Blinking, he begins walking further in--then stops. What the hell had happened in here? Blinking, his eyes travel over the hand prints. Is that... blood? He steps closer to one, then freezes at the sudden screaming. His body goes rigid and he looks around. Is this floor haunted, or something?
"Wh-what the hell?!"
Green eyes search the room, but... nothing. Nobody.
With that, he makes a beeline for the door.
Setting: Library of Floor Three in the AM; Room 2-12 around NOON; LEAVING Floor Seventeen/Bloody Handprints and Screams Room... around evening time
Format: I'm accommodating as you all should know by now.
Summary:
Warnings: Luke will faint. Randomly. In the very first prompt.
[LIBRARY]
It's that day again. The day they'll come to get him for skipping out on another check-up--the one thing he refuses to give into. WHY make it easier on them? It's one trait he's managed to cling to. Somehow, it's been engraved into his mind that, if he can hold onto not giving into that one thing... he can hold onto himself. Whether it's true, or not... Well, that's something he'll find out later.
Sitting in the library has become a norm for him. Even when he's not reading, he still sits there and enjoys a moment of peace. Something to collect his thoughts and attempt to come up with a plan--which he never does. He can't think of one thing to contribute, besides what Asch told him on the first day: "try not to die"
Sounds simple enough, but... Speaking of Asch, he wonders how
[LUKE'S ROOM]
Waking with a start, he blinks. At first, the initial thought of 'will I be unable to move, this time?' manages to cross his mind. Of course, as usual, it's answered with him lifting his hand to his forehead--a dazed look on his face. Sighing, he slowly moves into an upright position. Again, he had passed out. Again, he had awoken in the same stupid bed... in the same stupid place. No surprises, only predictability. This place...
It's starting to get to him, a little. Sighing and scratching the back of his head, he lets out an annoyed sigh, eyes narrowing in frustration. There's got to be something he can do, besides the small retaliation that's likely nothing more than a minor setback in their week. Anything, would be good.
"Damn it..."
[FLOOR SEVENTEEN]
He had decided to take some time to explore, a little. Maybe he's just bored, but he soon finds himself on the Seventeenth Floor. The floor is empty. Blinking, he begins walking further in--then stops. What the hell had happened in here? Blinking, his eyes travel over the hand prints. Is that... blood? He steps closer to one, then freezes at the sudden screaming. His body goes rigid and he looks around. Is this floor haunted, or something?
"Wh-what the hell?!"
Green eyes search the room, but... nothing. Nobody.
With that, he makes a beeline for the door.
Library! :D
Excuse me sir, I'm sorry for troubling you, but is everything okay?
[From across the room, you look very distressed.]
Yay, Luke gets to startle a poor unsuspecting woman. |'D
He attempts to look just fine--of course, his expression turns somewhat guilty. He doesn't want to lie, more than he doesn't want her to know that he's not okay. A sigh escapes and he shakes her head, lips twitching into a faint smile.]
It's no trouble, but... I just have a couple of things on my mind, is all.
[He scratches at the side of his head, his expression softening. She seems very nice, so he doesn't actually mind the company, at all. Also, she didn't call him "Asch". And she didn't seem to recognize him. So... it's nice to meet someone who isn't confusing him for someone else.]
Oh, and my name's Luke.
Sorry about the late backtag OTL
[Mia's a very good listener. :3]
I'm Mia. It's a pleasure to meet you.
It's completely fine. <3
I uh... [He paused and let out a sigh.] I skipped the collar check up. ...Again. [He mumbled that part.]
<3
[Collar checkups seemed really serious and doing anything that might irritate the mods seemed dangerous.]