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towerofanimus2012-04-29 06:31 pm
kamikozy) wrote in towerofanimus2012-04-29 06:31 pm
And if it ends today
Characters: AU!Miyabi and YOU
Setting: All over the tower
Format: Action, prose, p4-style convo graphics, whatever works!!!
Summary: Miyabi wakes up in the tower, and she's not sure she likes what's going on.
Warning: SHENANIGANS. Eikichi. Shenanigans involving Eikichi? IDK.
Waking up had been an experience- a nerve-wracking, thoroughly uncomfortable experience, what with the way she'd all but fallen out of the bed and then nearly tripped over herself when she saw she wasn't wearing her uniform anymore. The white affair she'd woken up in had been far tighter than anything she'd ever worn, and she was ecstatic when she found her normal clothes in the trunk at the foot of the strange bed in the even stranger room she'd regained consciousness in. Changing had been tricky (and how she'd even gotten into the white jumpsuit was something she didn't want to think about), but soon enough she was re-dressed and feeling much more normal.
Then she'd found the note.
She hadn't wanted to take it seriously at first- mainly because she wasn't exactly sure this was the kind of thing that Nyarlathotep would do for any of them with what they'd had to sacrifice. Did that mean something bigger and more powerful had gotten a hold of her before she'd disappeared completely? Had it gotten a hold of the others too? Jun-san, Tatsuya-san, Maya-san, Lisa-san and...
"...Eikichi-kun."
My Lord, echoed Persephone in the back of her mind, and shebit her lip before standing up, expression resolute.
She set the letter aside on the bed- she'd re-made it out of habit, not liking the messiness nor wanting to be rude- and stood up, rummaging in the trunk once more to find the weapons she'd seen had been in there while she was looking for her clothes. Armed, nervous, and worried as to whether or not she could handle whatever this was on her own, she made her way out of the room. She made a note of what number it was as she did, then made her way further out into the rest of the building, tugging nervously at the hem of her shirt the entire time.
Setting: All over the tower
Format: Action, prose, p4-style convo graphics, whatever works!!!
Summary: Miyabi wakes up in the tower, and she's not sure she likes what's going on.
Warning: SHENANIGANS. Eikichi. Shenanigans involving Eikichi? IDK.
Waking up had been an experience- a nerve-wracking, thoroughly uncomfortable experience, what with the way she'd all but fallen out of the bed and then nearly tripped over herself when she saw she wasn't wearing her uniform anymore. The white affair she'd woken up in had been far tighter than anything she'd ever worn, and she was ecstatic when she found her normal clothes in the trunk at the foot of the strange bed in the even stranger room she'd regained consciousness in. Changing had been tricky (and how she'd even gotten into the white jumpsuit was something she didn't want to think about), but soon enough she was re-dressed and feeling much more normal.
Then she'd found the note.
She hadn't wanted to take it seriously at first- mainly because she wasn't exactly sure this was the kind of thing that Nyarlathotep would do for any of them with what they'd had to sacrifice. Did that mean something bigger and more powerful had gotten a hold of her before she'd disappeared completely? Had it gotten a hold of the others too? Jun-san, Tatsuya-san, Maya-san, Lisa-san and...
"...Eikichi-kun."
My Lord, echoed Persephone in the back of her mind, and shebit her lip before standing up, expression resolute.
She set the letter aside on the bed- she'd re-made it out of habit, not liking the messiness nor wanting to be rude- and stood up, rummaging in the trunk once more to find the weapons she'd seen had been in there while she was looking for her clothes. Armed, nervous, and worried as to whether or not she could handle whatever this was on her own, she made her way out of the room. She made a note of what number it was as she did, then made her way further out into the rest of the building, tugging nervously at the hem of her shirt the entire time.
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She paused then, and considered Tatsuya carefully, nibbling at her lip again thoughtfully.
"Apparently, there's a chance that the people you meet here, even if you know them, might not be from a world exactly as you remember it- or from one that's completely different."
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"Yeah, I don't remember you getting one either." Not...that he was complaining about having another Persona-user around.
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That was a little depressing, but nothing she couldn't handle. At least he knew who she was still?
"But- it's good to see that you're okay, Suou-san."
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"So you saw him..." He sounded relieved by this news too. "Good. Maybe the others are here."
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Considering how he'd looked when he figured out the persona he'd sensed was hers, it wasn't a hard guess.
"But... if I run into anyone, I will let you know?"
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"Alright. I was gonna look at all the floors. Do you, uh...?" Want to at least stick together?
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"I already had a look around- but I can show you some of the floors if you want..!"