towerofanimus | ...As the struggle seemed to go on, I decided...

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...As the struggle seemed to go on, I decided...

Characters: Marceline and anyone hankerin' for a slice of monster fighting.
Setting: The hallways and anywhere monsters might be.
Format: Starting in prose but I'll be glad to match you!
Summary: Marceline is tired of these lumpin' monsters in her lumpin' space, and she intends to do something about it. Even if it means she's going about it alone (though hopefully not for long).
Warnings: Probably blood and gore. Marceline learning new words depending on who joins. Will update if it changes.

She had taken the strings off her bass in preparation- she didn't have many after all, and she didn't know if she'd be able to get more. The connection for her amp had been stopped up by a little carved dowel, and Marceline was ready for this. She'd been watching the new guests in the tower, the ones who didn't seem confused as to why they were there. The ones they'd all fought when this place went topsy-turvy. There were fewer in the day. Weaker ones. It was a common tactic, take out the enemy while they were weakest. And while she normally wouldn't want to lower herself to such tactics, Marceline knew it was the only real chance they had. Fewer people were awake at night. And the stronger ones came out then. She wasn't taking chances.

With that thought in her head, she tugged her wide-brimmed hat on (no sense in taking chances with that either), made sure her gloves were pulled up, and set out, floating off with her axe in hand. It was time to kick some butt and do something about making sure this place she seemed to be forced to call home for the time being was going to be safe.

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There was another girl floating around the tower, blue wings beating steadily as she stalks the halls restlessly. She paused when she rounds a corner to see the other girl. She wasn't too worried about the monsters. If they came at her, she dealt with them and then took them off to Spidermom to get fed. It was actually a pretty convenient set up, and she hadn't had to kill anyone in a while, which wiped her off the radar. At least, she hoped so. No one had come after her yet.

She cocked her head to the side, tipping it towards Marceline.

"What are you doing??"

The wings were enough to stop Marceline in her tracks, confounded. Trolls had wings too? Well wasn't that something else. She hefted her bass over her shoulder and grinned, at least hoping to look confident, rather than like someone caught in the act of doing something incredibly stupid.

"Headed out to kill some monsters, no big thing."

Vriska gave her a once over, sizing her up. And then she shrugged, because this worked to her advantage. She needed to feed their lusus today anyway. She could get a sizable haul to keep her satiated for longer if there were two people doing the killing. And well, if this girl got herself killed, Spidermom could have a non-monster meal. Either way it worked in her favor, so why not?

"I prefer to fight them at night buuuuuuuut, I'll do you a favor and help you out."

In all honesty Marceline hadn't been expecting the offer, and she had to wonder how much help a little troll girl with butterfly wings could be, but a thought filtered through her head. If there were two people, that was two times the monsters that could be taken out. Fewer things to possibly hurt anyone- especially her when she wandered around at night. She found herself grinning again.

"They're weaker in the day, it's a tactical advantage. Let's go."

"It's a better challenge at night. Not that they're much of a challenge for me anyway. I'm out of their league."

Vriska shrugged, flitting closer as she pulled her dice out. This could be fun. Like killing throngs of imps all over again. And she could take her anger at the tower out on its stupid monsters. Yeah, that'd make her feel better about Kanaya disappearing.

"Start walking and let's find some enemies."

Dice, Marceline noted idly. It was certainly an odd weapon, but in a world with magic running rampant it wasn't the oddest one she'd ever seen. She wasn't certain about the troll girl's boasts but she kept those doubts to herself.

"Dunno, I get a weird feeling about some of those ones running around at night. And pssh, please. Walking's so lame." Marceline laughed- it was so much easier to float, and it looked cooler anyway.

"Bluh bluh, humans worry too much!" Vriska rolled her eyes, chalking this girl up as an easy victim. Anyone who worried that much about the tower's monsters would never last long. Maybe Spidermom would have an actual meal after all.

She shrugged, flitting down the hallway. "Walk, fly, I don't really care! Just start moving."

Human! Well, it had been a LONG time since she'd been confused for that (actually, had she ever? She'd been a strange looking child too...) and Marceline wasn't too sure how she felt about it. Still, it wasn't of any matter, the task at hand was fighting monsters. And regaining perhaps a little of her damaged pride.

She zipped away, as fast as she could, a laugh on her lips. "Try and keep up," she called.

Oh, is this a challenge now? Well, Vriska's definitely not going to be bested by something silly like a race! So she followed after her, wings beating quickly to catch up. Who knows, maybe they could have a competition to see who could kill more monsters. That would be interesting. If this girl could fight, anyway.

"Try not to get killed!"

She kept an eye out for any signs of monsters. She sort of wished they were as many in number as the imps from Sgrub were, instead of just being here or there.

If she could stop Marceline would be laughing even harder- get killed? Her? She's not been around for a millennium to get killed by one of these little things. And she'd say as much if she didn't see something off a little ways.

Her axe is at the ready in seconds, and she can practically feel her nerves buzzing- in anticipation, mostly, not so much fear. "Less blabber, more dead monsters!" she calls.

"Whatever!"

Vriska stopped her advance to toss her dice to the floor. One force of luck later, and they landed on eights. 8^y. Her Ancestral Awakening, which was really the best way to handle a bunch of monsters. Maybe later she would show off with the guillotine. After the glowing blue aura passed, she was left rocking a different outfit and gripping a sword.

She dashed forward, to where she saw a shadow moving. It wasn't her style to let monsters come to her. Especially when she's got her greatness to prove.

Marceline hardly spared a glance back, until the blue light faded from behind. A costume change? At this point? It didn't seem to have slowed the troll girl down any, and had given her a weapon that actually looked useful. Maybe she could be useful after all.

Another shadow flitted past, and Marceline leveled her axe to face it. Best to worry about herself and the opponent in front of her, rather than anyone else.

Suzaku saw the girl come towards her with an axe, she was floating and for a moment Suzaku wondered if she were a monster herself. But then he realised he had seen her before, and she was just another prisoner.

"Is everything alright?"

Marceline jolted; she hadn't expected to be spotted, and she almost had the axe hefted before she realized she'd seen this person around- not a threat. Not currently at least. She relaxed her hold only slightly, and shrugged.

"As all right as things can be here, I guess. Just doing a little cleaning up."

Suzaku had shifted into a defensive stance, just in case she attacked him anyways for taking her by surprise. But he relaxed when she shrugged. "Cleaning up... you mean the monsters?" He stepped closer to her, "Mind if I come with you?" He didn't have a weapon but it didn't matter.

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"Of course," Marceline nodded, her usual cockiness muted. The offer had her brow raised- this kid looked like a twig, and did he even have a way to defend himself? She didn't want a liability. But the speed he'd shifted to a defensive stance had her reconsidering.

"If you think you can take care of yourself." she shrugged.

Suzaku just nodded, "I can." He told her before falling in next to her. Two were always better than one when it came to fighting, especially if they came across anything big.

"All right," Marceline said calmly, shouldering her axe again. She tried to be sneaky about sizing the kid up- he looked wiry, but that didn't say much about fighting ability. Honestly, she wasn't sure how to gauge him.

"The name's Marceline, by the way," she offered, as casual as she could be.

Suzaku had noticed but said nothing. Though most of his fighting was done in Knightmare Frame's he fought outside of them as well, indeed until last year he had never fought in a Knightmare Frame, it had been considered something honoury Britannian's were too lowly for.

"Kururugi Suzaku. Nice to meet you Marceline."

"Some kind of a name there," Marceline grinned. "Where ya from?"

It was a sound she'd never heard before, that kind of a name, or at least not heard since the war. She couldn't even remember where a person with that kind of a name could be from, and it confused her a bit. One thing was certain, she was meeting all sorts, and that was always an adventure. Perhaps even more so than hunting monsters.

Suzaku nodded and then paused, "Japan," he left it at that, not wishing to explain further to someone was likely not from the same world he was from. "How about you, where are you from?"

She didn't look like she was from earth, but he had learned that there were many different versions of earth and most were different than the one he knew.

That didn't sound like anywhere Marceline had ever heard of, but she tried not to show it on her face. After all, she was a traveler herself, wandering across her homelands in search of adventure, fun, excitement, and all that fun stuff. It'd be stupid to let her 'whoadang that's a new one on me' show.

"Ooo," she grinned, before hastening to clarify. "The Land of Ooo, I mean, sounds kinda funny when it's out of context."

"Ooo?" Not his world then, Suzaku had never heard of the Land of Ooo. But he hadn't heard of most places that people here came from, so he was not surprised. He nodded though, "What is it like? The land of Ooo."

What was Ooo like? The question had Marceline thinking for a minute- what could she really say about her home? Could she talk about all the places she'd been, would that be too much? Or would it come off as just crazy rambling/overly proud bragging?

"It's all right." She settled on for starts, then after a moment added, "There's lots of places to explore- I did that for a while, and it never got boring."

"It sounds interesting, I have never heard of Ooo before. Are you the only one from your world here?"

It sounded like a peaceful world, if she had time to explore it.

"Yeah," she nodded, a little sad to think of it. It had been a peaceful existence, and she had to wonder if she'd really appreciated it as much as she could have.

"What about Japan, what was there to do there? Are you the only one here from there?"

Suzaku nodded at her but looked sad for a moment when she asked. "I'm not the only person from Japan, but it seems there are many versions of my world, I am the only person I know from the version I live in."

There had been others. Lloyd had been here for a while, and later Anya but both were gone now.

"There's been a war since I was a child, I am a soldier."

A loner too, huh? Marceline was still wrapping her mind around the fact that there were multiple versions of Suzaku's world, but she felt a little better that she wasn't the only lone survivor.

"Oh..." she mumbled, amazed. He didn't look any older than she did (though admittedly appearances were very deceiving), and he was a soldier? "I'm sorry... guess war is a universal constant, huh? Sucks. It makes kids grow up too fast."

"It seems to be yes, was there war in Ooo also?" He looked down at her last comment, it did make kids grow up fast. He hadn't truly been a child since he was nine years old and faced his father angrily, knife in hand believing that he could save Japan.

"There was, when I was a kid." she shrugged. "Practically before I was born. I remember playing around ruins, it was just a way of life." It had been a wake up call when her father had explained the reason all the homes were burned out and why there were skeletons in the streets.

"Funny thing is, no one even remembers why it was fought. Just that it happened." Marceline reclined, as calm as anything. "Probably over ideology or something, though, isn't that how wars are?"

Suzaku frowned, he had been lucky enough to grow up with only the threat of war. There were children in Japan who had never known a world without war...

"Ideology or land, wars tend to be fought over resources, or a drive for more land and control." He looked down.

"But there was peace afterwards?

"Yeah, took a while for the world to recover." Marceline nodded, thinking back to growing up in that land. Was there ever another war? "Aside from some little skirmishes, nothing the people couldn't handle, pretty much peaceful."

She looked confused. "Was there ever peace in your world?"

Suzaku nodded, he knew his world would, he didn't believe the world had ended and Anya had seemed to come from his future, which made sense since she arrived here after him, but time and worlds all seemed to be mixed up here anyways. But the world she knew was recovering.

He blinked at the question, "Once probably, Britannia has been slowly taking over everything for a long time. My country was the eleventh that they have conquered."

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Sorry for the late replies.

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Sorry I'm replying late.

No worries <3

Re: No worries <3

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