towerofanimus | (no subject)

Characters: Leon and you!
Setting: Anywhere! Just specify what floor you meet him on. Also anyone in room 1-18.
Format: Starting with action, but will match.
Summary: Leon just woke up after being dead. So it's time to do reconnaissance.
Warnings: Brattiness??

[Leon isn't sure what to expect with being dead, but an afterlife wasn't it. He just doesn't believe in that kind of thing. But well, apparently this is it and it feels as cold and sterile as his father's home. Just it actually also looks sterile on top of it. Once he's dressed in his own clothing, he heads out to do reconnaissance, Chaltier at his waist. It's weird to not hear the sword talking, but he isn't surprised that his gem was crushed in the flood.

Maybe he can fix it. He just needs the right materials. He briefly wonders if the afterlife contains that kind of thing before snorting at the ridiculousness of it all. He probably isn't even dead. Somehow he must have survived and someone had rescued him for reasons he could not begin to fathom.]

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[He remains completely still until Leon gets close enough, and then suddenly his wings twitch open and he stirs a little, clawed fingers bunching into the sheets. Baww he doesn't wanna wake up who is even getting close to him bluh bluh bluh]

[He pauses and takes a step back from him when the wings unfold. He grips Chaltier a little more tightly as he waits for more movement, to determine whether the situation is dangerous or not.]

[...there's another shift, wings opening a little further, spreading to the point of straining, before snapping closed again]

[And then the Summoner's turns enough to open one eye and watch his company. His gaze keeps shifting between his face and his hand on the sword, wondering... what all he's planning on doing with that]

Need something? [And he... moves one hand, braces it against the bed. If he's gonna get attacked, he's at least going to try to dodge... even if probably he won't get very far, hurting as he is]

What are you.

[Tact. This boy has none of it.]

[Wow are you kidding him... Gonna just... bury his face in his pillow again]

You're new, aren't you...

[He snorts.]

Obviously. I've just arrived.

[The heaviest of sighs!!!]

Then go. Read the letters. Come back with, questions. I guess. [He really just wants to go back to sleep baww]

[He turns his nose up slightly.]

You pause too much. Did no one teach you how to speak properly?

[But he'll go back over to his bed to read these letters that he'd missed.]

[Wow fuck you Leon!!!! Eyeing him again, and slowly... slowly pushing himself up to sit back against the wall and watch. Irritated. What a terrible first impression, bro]

No. Uh... not really. [8| 8| 8|]

I noticed.

[Leon doesn't make good impressions with anyone tbh. He sets the letters down and turns back to the Summoner.]

Do you honestly expect me to believe this rubbish?

Only if you're, a gullible moron. [Minor eyebrow raise]

But. You are stuck here. That is true. The letters are uh... only what our, captors choose to tell us.

So is this a prison, then?

Even prisons have exits, you just need to find them.

[Little headshake. No, not a prison...]

It's a trap. A good one. The exits are uh, much harder to find then you would think.

[He frowns.]

I see little point in trapping a dead man. Does this tower make a habit of kidnapping the deceased?

Have you searched extensively for exits?

Yes, of course.

[................wait what]

What does that, mean... You're dead? [You don't look dead...]

Yes. I should be, at least. My survival would have been impossible.

[He scrutinizes him again.]

Judging by your confusion, I'll assume this is not normal.

No. [...what a dumb question??? Scrutinizing you back bro]

Is it, normal for you?