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[mythgravenblade]

Characters: Cecil Harvey (mythgravenblade) and OPEN!
Setting: Starting out on second dormitory floor, and then all around the Tower.
Format: I'll start out in action brackets, but choose either and I'll match!
Summary: After waking up, Cecil's out to check out everything and prod everything in sight. He may or may not actually come up to people.
Warnings: PG; subject to change if anything gets nasty.

[ upon waking, Cecil felt the terror of not being able to move, but forced himself not to panic. He focused on the ceiling above him, noting its drab color, noting that it wasn't Baron stone grey, and it wasn't cream-colored like the draperies that hung above his bed and Rosa's. things to notice numbered, Cecil could only fall back on the fact that he still couldn't move, and, for a split second, a bout of terror at such a foreign feeling filled him. was this Zeromus' doing? where was he?

--he breathed in deep as he was finally able to move, quickly pushing himself up into a sitting position, a hand over the nightclothes he'd fallen asleep with. after checking to see every part of him was alright and could move freely after the terrifying ordeal of being struck still, Cecil found the trunk at the end of his bed and fumbled to open it, and changed into the set of armor he always wore. It was then and only then that he'd noticed the two letters, and read them carefully with hope he could understand what sort of problem he'd caught himself in.

he only just ended his journey in the Overworld, surely this was easy to handle--?

... he read the letters twice over, three times over, and refused to accept it. the thought that Rosa and Kain were dead, the thought that Rydia and Edge and ... his brother-- it was too much to bear. and as a King, he would not give up hope in them. if there was one thing he believed in, he believed in them. the slide of metal against metal rang sharply through the empty room; he took his leave as soon as he was ready, stepping out into the hallway, and then, exploring the rest of the Tower. ]

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[pitiedthefool]

[He isn't the only one who cannot accept what could very well be naught but a baseless rumor. A teenager emerges down the hall at about the same time, adjusting the collar of his shirt to hide a bit more of the collar around his neck. The boy seems to look over at the sound of metal down the hall, pausing in his heading to the stairs. A newcomer-?

... Regardless, he should probably speak with him. He isn't exactly unapproachable.]

[mythgravenblade]

Ah.

[ he hadn't expected to come across someone so quickly, (and someone so young) and upon seeing the teen, he glances back towards his own door, wondering if he's been given an empty room by luck or choice, as he notes quite a few others have more than one occupant. there are quite a few people here, then. his gaze goes from just Yu's face to what he's deliberately trying to hide--the collar. he'd been careful to wind the striped scarf around his neck to hide his own from sight. out of sight, out of mind, after all. ]

Hello. [ a light incline of his head. ]

[pitiedthefool]

[It isn't so much that he's trying to hide it, so much as he's just used to having high collars. Yet after what happened a few days ago... consider him overly concerned due to what happened that he can't fully recall. There are a few others where he is staying, so he isn't so lucky to get a moment to himself otherwise. Yet he takes note of the older male and nods back in greeting, taking a few steps closer.]

Hello. ...Just arrived? [He smiles faintly, trying to be polite.]

[mythgravenblade]

Yes.

[ a slow nod accompanies his words. ]

Is what I've read in the letters left for me true? [ it's, of course, the first thing he asks. ]

[pitiedthefool]

[He expected the question before it is even comes out of the other person's mouth. After all, it was the first thing that he wanted to ask (and did, after getting oriented in his surroundings) Arisato-san when he first arrived.

But Yu keeps his expression as neutral as possible while sympathy shone through in his eyes. Not many would want to know their worlds were destroyed.]

I've yet to see anything that proves or disproves the letters. [He hates that, too- he'd just saved his world from destruction. How could it-?

No. The last time he doubted himself, an innocent life almost diminished. He wouldn't let now be yet another example of what happens when hope is lost.]

[mythgravenblade]

[ he gives another nod, though his gaze drifts to the floor. so if it's up in the air, what can he truly believe about the fate of Baron--no, the whole Overworld? no, yet... the fate of the Overworld and the Underworld? to believe that everything is lost is condemning his friends to the thought that they were powerless to save their world without him, and Cecil... will not let himself believe that. ]

I see. [ a pause. he raises his eyes, a hint of sadness there amongst the gratitude. his voice is firm, but quiet. ] Then I choose to believe they're not true for now.

I am Cecil Harvey.

[pitiedthefool]

[...Yu gives the other a small sigh, tilting his head up slightly. True, he already was taller than some of the others his age, but... there was a pain in Cecil's eyes that was shared in his own. Yet... he isn't exactly sure of what to say. His name would have to be a good enough start.]

Yu Narukami. Nice to meet you, Harvey-san. [He glances toward the end of the hallway a moment, wondering if he should give a tour... Though he is still new, himself.] ...I can't believe the letters, either.

[childhero]

[Hello, Cecil. There's a boy on the first dormitory floor. Though he isn't even a teenager yet, he is heavily equipped: sword, shield, and a heavy-looking bag are visible. The collar around his neck has green liquid flowing through the tubes. He doesn't even look like he's past the age of ten.

He's walking down the hall towards the stairs, yawning and rubbing his eyes. As such, he isn't really paying attention to where he's going...]

[mythgravenblade]

[ and Cecil's eyes were elsewhere--he wobbles slightly when the boy happens to walk into him, and glances down...

there's a jerk in his heart as he notes how young the boy is. he briefly is reminded of Rydia, when she was young, summoning Eidolons like it was no big deal. perhaps this boy is the same, highly skilled and talented in his field. and he notes, again, that the color running through his collar is different from his. ]

Forgive me, I hadn't seen you.

[childhero]

[Oh -- Oh, no. He wasn't paying attention. (A voice in the back of his head that sounds a lot like Navi's chides him.)]

No, it's okay. I should've been paying attention.

[mythgravenblade]

[ he steps back and lowers himself down to Link's level with a fond smile. ] It's quite alright.

May I ask who you are?

[childhero]

[Either this guy is really formal and nice, or... he's treating Link like a little kid. (Or all of the above.)

Not that Link can blame him. But. Still.]

I'm Link.

[mythgravenblade]

[ thankfully, it's the first. he extends his hand. ]

It's very nice to meet you, Link. I am Cecil Harvey.

[mechanicprincess]

[ On floor fifteen, a dwarven woman can be found examining the workshop and the tools within it. The safety goggles provided look like crap, honestly... She prods the glass in one of them and it falls out, just like that. Seriously? None of the other safety materials look any better.

Even she's not crazy enough to try working in these conditions, so she turns to leave. Right as someone else comes in. ]

[mythgravenblade]

[ a workshop is not exactly Cecil's thought of a good time, but he visits it nonetheless to try and get acquainted with every floor and every room. of course, when the doors open and he sees someone already occupying the room, he hesitates, but... notes something distinctly familiar about her. he can't quite put his finger on it.

though, perhaps the striped scarf around his neck hiding his collar makes him look a little familiar to someone Luca would know. ]

[mechanicprincess]

[ He does look familiar... But he's a little young to be who he looks like. No, way too young. She tilts her head and stares. ]

Uh... hey. Cecil?

[ What is this tower doing this time? ]

[mythgravenblade]

[ his shoulders push back in surprise when he is noticed. ]

Hello. [ he inclines his head a little in greeting. ] You know who I am, but I'm afraid I'm unaware as to who you are.

[mechanicprincess]

[ Is he some kind of weird ghost Cecil conjured up by the tower to mess with her? Because there are way better people it could have chosen if that was the goal. ] Luca. You look a little... young right now, though, so I guess you wouldn't know that.

[mythgravenblade]

Luca...?

[ the Dwarven princess? he pauses, head canted slightly to the side. a hand comes before his mouth as he thinks. ]

You're certainly older than I remember, yes. How much?

[justabignobody]

[If he happens upon the seventeenth floor, he'll find Riku fighting something that looks like... floating pots? They don't seem to do much except floating and circling around him, not that it stops Riku from striking at them.

Care to maybe help him out?]

[mythgravenblade]

[ when he sees a battle, he's quite used to launching into it to help whoever he can. after all, it's partly why he's a Paladin, isn't it? Excalibur shines light as he quickly steps forward and attacks next to Riku.

he isn't sure what these... pots are... but he's pretty unfazed by them. once you fight puppets and CPU nodes, nothing can really phase you. ]

[justabignobody]

[Riku is a little surprised by the sudden back up, but hey... he's not going to complain. Even if the pots haven't been exactly much of an enemy so far.

Under their combined force it probably won't take all too long until the first pot breaks.]

[mythgravenblade]

[ there's always the caution that comes with facing this kind of enemy: it isn't particularly aggressive", but it still isn't an ally. Cecil keeps a wary eye on their surroundings rather than anything else-- he's used to small things like these summoning monsters up to do their bidding. ]

[justabignobody]

[Thankfully that's usually not an issue Riku faces a lot. Or well, it probably depends on the definition of 'summoning up'. Considering the Heartless ability to consume a Heart and turn it into one of their own.

Let's not go there.

But yeah, the first pot is finally breaking open, dropping a small toy onto the ground. The other ones - all rather damaged themselves - are still hanging in the air, though they will disappear in a moment or two.]

[mythgravenblade]

[ that'd be a horrifying introduction. apt for the Tower, but horrifying.

Cecil doesn't stop--as long as Riku doesn't, though he is slightly perturbed by the toy that falls out. then again.

he's been called for collecting items dropped by monsters, so honestly, he doesn't see a problem. ]