1st analysis (OPEN)

[mechanicprincess]

Characters: Luca, open
Setting: Starting in 2-05, moving around
Format: Will match your comments
Summary: Luca arrives, is confused.
Warnings: None

2-05 (closed)

She'd been paralyzed before, so she knew better than to panic. Just wait it out and it'll go away. Just wait it out... Sure enough, less than a minute later she was able to move. After letting out a sigh of relief, Luca opened her eyes, sat up, and realized she had no idea where she was. What was she wearing?

"...Master Cid? Rydia?"

Wandering the halls (open; various floors and stairways)

She'd found that letter and couldn't quite believe it. Destroyed? That was exactly what she'd been trying to prevent! There was no way. Absolutely none. There had to be some other explanation.

If she was here, the others might be, too. Master Cid, Rydia, Calca and Brina, and... well, everyone else.

So she left her room to look for answers, after changing back into her usual clothes, pulling her shirt collar up to cover that weird thing around her neck, and grabbing up her shield and axe. If she ran into somebody else, she would wave them down and call out, "Hey! You got a minute?"

Floor Seventeen (open)

Luca stood at the bottom of the staircase, looking around at the bloody handprints everywhere, and covering her ears to block out that horrible screaming.

"Seriously? What the heck is this supposed to be?"

Comments

[biiirrrdsss]

Hmm... That sounds like a good a plan as any.

There's many people here, after all; someone's got to have an idea.

[He pauses then, considering this for a second -]

Of course, if we plan on wandering about the tower and asking everyone, it would probably be best if we stayed together. It's embarrassing to admit, but neither my sword nor my shield are in good enough condition for a one on one battle with the monsters, here.
And I would repair them, but I'm afraid my skills are in fighting with the sword, not fixing it...

[mechanicprincess]

Sure, that sounds like a plan. I'd hate for anything to happen to you. Ah-- here.

[ She holds out her shield. ] You can use my shield for now if anything pops up. I'll be able to hold this axe better if I use both hands, anyway. I can't do anything about your sword, but maybe someone else around here'll be able to do something about it.

[biiirrrdsss]

Ah - if you insist. That's very kind of you, thank you very much!

[Pipit accepts it, a little surprised; but it is a lot better than his battered old wooden shield. That thing wouldn't even last in a sparring match, anymore.]

There's probably someone who could make good use of the workshop here, yes.
But either way; where shall we start, Luca?

[mechanicprincess]

[ She nods. Oh, hey-- if there's a workshop... ]

First things first -- we should figure out if we're at the top of the tower, or the bottom, or somewhere in the middle. Then I guess we work our way up or down.

[biiirrrdsss]

Ah, a good idea. I've explored a few of the floors going down, but I'm not exactly sure if we can go up from here, myself.

[He hooks her shield to his back like his sheath, thinking on it.]

[mechanicprincess]

We'll never know if we don't try, right? Thought I saw a staircase this way, let's go.

[ She leads! ]

[biiirrrdsss]

Yes, let's!

[Yep, he's following right behind her, totally okay with her taking the lead.
She probably has just as much of a clue as he does about this tower, anyway.]