001 || Sentiment

[endinsentiment]

Characters: Vanitas and victims anyone
Setting: Trawling through the tower at a rather fast pace, feel free to catch him anywhere
Format: Starting with action but I'm cool either way
Summary: You won't like him when he's angry.

[There's something to be said about his wake up call, and that's how utterly furious he appears in visage right now. His helmet is in pieces upstairs-- which utterly defeats the purpose of hiding his features, his expressions. The way his jaw tightens, the narrow set of his eyes, his hands clench; it's all out there, on display. Vulnerability.]

[He isn't happy. He's less happy the more he discovers of how foreign his location is, gaze sweeping every nook and cranny of every room, and it's occupants, before slamming the door and continuing onwards.]

[There's something to be said about waking in such a manner. Powerless to move, powerless to see; barely capable of breathing as things scuffled around him. It's not the creatures that particularly bother him, but the inset of apparent weakness that has him trawling through the desolate, decrepit tower in search of just. one. person.]

[He knows who to blame for this. He knows he's here.]

[And if he finds anything else interesting along the way? Well, that's just an added bonus, isn't it.]

Comments

[lethechained]

[Ironic, how much they actually are alike, in some ways, or at least far more so than he's like most of the others in the tower. But of course, she's the only one of the two of them aware of it, and she'd rather like to keep it that way, at least for the moment. She'd like to keep a lot of things the way they are, but his presence has thrown a wrench into that fairly effectively.]

[A hunch. And now he's claiming to want to set things straight, then come back-- alright. They can both be distracted by that, though she's the one who's introduced newcomers to the tower several times already. Perhaps that experience will help - she hardly even needs to think about it, anymore, though of course the situations those previous times was different. She takes a moment to regard him, then,]

... The tower.

[Helpful? No. Not so much.]

I asked at Asgard but is it still okay not to use the inflection in Namine's name??

[endinsentiment]

[The further on the day goes, the deeper that wrench is going to go. But for now, Namine is the the one setting up a roadblock in his way. And he'll be doing his utmost to get rid of that, using his own words as the weapon-- for now.]

Tower of what? How. Why.

[The questions are brisquely shot at her without pause; not giving her a chance to collect her thoughts or answer them one by one. One little slip, one indication of it--]

fdjgbfdgjbdkf OF COURSE, no problem. <3

[lethechained]

[Things just seem to be getting worse and worse, these days. That's saying something, in a place like this.]

It's just the tower. [She's not aware of a name... but she is becoming aware that he's probably trying to fluster her, if the speed of those questions is any indication. He won't, not now that she's had a moment to recover the parts of her mind that were reeling at just the sight of him before. She's practiced enough at anwering the easy questions like these, at least.] No one's sure how or why. [And fortunately for her, she's managing to keep a pretty straight face.] Not everyone believes the letters.