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Characters: Naga the Serpent and whoever's unlucky enough to meet her!
Setting: Room 2-07
Format: Prose, but I'm fine with it changing
Summary: Naga wakes up for the first time in the tower. Unlike most people, though, she's taking the idea of suddenly waking up in a strange tower surprisingly well.
Warnings: Naga being Naga.

Paralysis and being in and out of a daze isn't really anything new to Naga. Considering how danger-prone she can be, this wasn't that bad of an experience in comparison to her other experiences. No, her resilience and endurance were probably her finer traits. She struggles at first to break free, pointless as that may be. It takes some time, but the paralysis wears off. Although, if you ask Naga, she would say otherwise. The paralysis didn't wear off; rather, she broke free. She broke through from her affliction and as proof, that last push she made launched her from her bed. She rolled to the other side of the room, crashing. While unnecessary and painful, that bit of effort at least brought her spirits up.

She composes herself, stands up, and places her hands on her hips. Opening her mouth, inhaling air, she bellows,

"Ooooooohohoohohohohohooooohh!!"

The laugh echoes through the room and past the door, engulfing all others.

Later on, through the hallways of just about any floor, you might see an interesting sight. A caped, scantily-clad woman is briskly sprinting through and past your way. Call it reconnaissance. Do you dare to stop her?

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Lina was up in her own room, a floor above, when a terribly familiar noise struck her ears.

For a moment, her blood runs cold, and her head shakily turns to the door. "That...that couldn't have been..."

She stares at the door for several minutes, then finally shakes her head. "It had to be my imagination," she mumbles to herself, then gets up and opens her door...only to see a familiar face dash by.

"N...n...n...N-n-n-n-NAGA?!"

She makes a break, grinding to a halt as she also hears a familiar voice just now. Naga turns around and sees... ahh, my.

"Hmm... That brown hair, that look on your face that simply screams aversion, that complete lack of cleavage...

Oooooooohohohohohohohoooh!

We meet again, Lina Inverse!"

Her lips stretch out into a wide smile as she turns to her side and points at Lina.

For a moment, Lina does not respond, and opts to hit her head against the wall. A few good clonks later, she turns her attention back to Naga.

"...okay, so I'm not imagining this. I... gods, when was the last time I saw you?" She rubs her head and sighs.

"When? Lina, you really should keep better track of what happens around you. It's no good being so forgetful. The last time we met was when that Lord Calvert and Marlene waged war over her allowance money.

I didn't think even you could have forgotten about something like that."

"Well, a lot of things have happened since then for me. I didn't forget, though." Though she'd like to. Even if she was pretty proud of her tactic she pulled on that dragon.

"So... Uh. Have you heard any recent news about Sairaag before you woke up here?"

"... Sairaag?"

Naga frowns a little, trying to think back a little. ... Nothing in particular comes to mind, really.

"Not that I can remember. ... Could it be that you blew it up with one of your Dragon Slaves? You really should be careful about that.

... Although, you couldn't have gotten there in such short time..."

Be careful, Naga.

Lina would normally react badly here in defense of her reputation, but given what happened to Sairaag, she opts not to. "...well, part of it got blown away, though it wasn't my doing. And like I said, it's been a while."

"Eh!?"

... You'd think Naga would've heard about that before.

"Wait, what do you mean 'it's been a while'!? How did you even get to Sairaag let alone see it blown up in just a few days!?"

Lina jabs a finger at Naga. "It's been more than a few days!" Then it lowers a bit. "...not sure how much more since I haven't been exactly keeping good track. Weeks? Maybe months? I ran into some weird stuff after cleaning out a bandit camp, and everything's been a blur since then." She sighs, then rubs her head. "I don't know if you'd believe half of it if I told you."

"The hell was that?" It sounded like a banshee or a shadow monster. KANJI WAS ON THE CASE carrying a giant chair as usual as he put on his glasses, ready to call forth his Persona should he need it.

He didn't expect...uhhh...

"What the--" Kanji no. Kanji don't stare at them, turn your head--OKAY GOOD. He put a hand swiftly to pinch his nose which had the unfortunate problem of causing his voice to be muffled.

"What kind of outfit is THAT?!"

She skids to a halt as she hears Kanji address her... and so rudely too. Naga gives a smirk and puts a gloved hand on her hip at the boy.

"It's haute couture. An elegant, bold design that complements me in every way. Style is something I've never truly lacked in, really.

Oooohohohohohohoooooh!"

His head still turned, Kanji flinches wanting to cover his ears from that laugh, but can only manage one hand , the other still pinching his nose.

"Lady, that ain't haute couture," he replies as if he knew exactly what he was talking about (he did). "That outfit barely protects anything. "A-a cheongsam would look good on you if you wanted something that you can still run with and not...be like that."

Naga shrugs, wondering why so many people had such a problem with her choice of dress. Perhaps it's just a problem of taste... in that she has more of it than most people, she feels.

"Oh, you were worried about me, weren't you? While it is true any average woman wearing this dress might have a reason to worry, I, Naga the Serpent, am an extraordinary sorceress with unsurpassed talents! Even the finest armor couldn't protect a warrior more than my own abilities can protect myself, so why not focus a little more on aesthetics, hm?

Besides, it's liberating."

"It makes you look ridiculous." Kanji replies, his head still turned. "You realize someone just grabs the top and..." Kanji don't think about it okay okay calm down...phew.

"L-look I just saying you're gonna regret that choice one day. That's all." Also you scream like a Banshee, but he wasn't about to say that.

"Ah!" What the hell was that!?

This wasn't making him feel any better about being stuck in a giant tower. But still, maybe he should investigate...

If Tatsuya examines closely, he would find that the source of the noise is coming from a sprinting woman. Or perhaps streaking would be the better term had she not bothered wearing what little she clothed herself with. She's running through the hallways haphazardly, nearly crashing into people or things as she ran.

It's up to you, Tatsuya. Are you sure you want people to get hurt?

>You decide to investigate that weird laughter, and-

And then Tatsuya was slammed into, knocked to the ground.

This was a terrible idea.

"Eeeh!?"

Upon collision, Naga trips and falls just the same. Could this be a fateful encounter? While Tatsuya falls on his back, Naga falls face-flat at the area just near him. She quietly starts picking herself up.

"Oooohohohohohohoooh!

You... You got lucky catching me off guard like that, but you'll find that Naga the Serpent still stands strong!"

And just as she said, she stands up quite easily. No, Tatsuya, please don't expect a hand.

Okay cool, he'll just sit there dumbfounded and wow why was she naked!?

This was a little too much for his teenage brain to process right now.

"And you there!"

Naga points at Tatsuya who is still sitting on the ground.

"Just who are you to think that you could get away with assaulting me?"

"Wh-..." Yes, that jump-started his brain, thank you.

"You ran into me." He wasn't the one running around like a crazy person.

"Hm? Did I? Hmm..."

She considers this possibility a little. After spending about twenty seconds doing so, she smiles and snaps her fingers.

"If I did run into you as you say, then it's natural that it was to make preemptive strike before you could. My keen, survival instincts are unparalleled."

He hoists himself up, still averting his eyes because she is still naked, come on.

"Yeah, sure I guess." Tatsuya isn't even paying attention to what she's saying at this point...

"By the way, I've looked top and down for an exit, but nothing at all. ... the windows are impossible to open too. This isn't normal, is it?"

"Doesn't sound like it will you please put some clothes on?"

It comes out as one sentence, just all in an embarrassed rush.

"Hm? But these are my clothes."

She stretches out an arm and a leg. Indeed, Naga's idea of "clothing" just happened to be limited to what's essentially a bra, thong, cape, and boots. And to her, this is all I need.

"I'm not sure what's running through your head, boy, but it's important to pay a little closer attention."

What kind of...? Maybe she was from somewhere where you didn't wear a lot of clothes.

"Of...course they are. Sorry."

It would have been a lie if Katsuya said he wasn't surprised by that laugh. He certainly wasn't expecting someone to be laughing in this tower, of all places.

And then...

When he was least expecting it, a woman ran past by him. He sputtered at the sight before he turned to yell after the lady.

"You there! Stop this instant!"

Hearing Katsuya's voice, Naga skids to a halt, almost falling, and turns around. Oh, it's some older man wearing a suit and glasses. She eyes him a little.

"Why?"

"A young woman like yourself shouldn't be dressed in such... outfit."

If anyone would call that an outfit. It was practically underwear! Katsuya quickly looked away, face slowly starting to turn read from embarrassment. ~~You are such a derp, Katsuya.~~

"Outfit?"

She looks down at her own dress. No, Katsuya, she sees absolutely nothing wrong with it. With a genuinely confused expression, she looks back up at him.

"I fail to see exactly why I shouldn't be dressed like this. These clothes are unique, one of a kind, and intended to perfectly highlight my features. I mean, there's really no other type of dress more fitting for a beautiful sorceress like myself!

Oooooohohohohohohohohooooh!"

Fun fact, Katsuya: the dress she's wearing belonged to her mother.

Katsuya definitely wouldn't want to hear about that fun fact, no sir. ...Ma'am.

Oh. So the laugh he heard a while ago was hers.

"I believe there can be other ways to 'highlight' your 'features' without wearing such revealing clothes." Katsuya replied sternly with a frown.

[Well, that was a weird wake up call - Zelda was just dozing in her room, when that crash.........

Oh, they have a new roommate. What an eccentric women...]

... Good morning.

[Oh? An elven woman? Just as her laugh subsides, she glances over at Zelda with a smile.]

You there! Yes, you, the blonde-haired girl with the elf ears!

Maybe you can tell me why I'm not in my inn anymore. ... This time, I'm certain I didn't burn it down again.

[She takes another glance at the window. The sight outside makes her doubt what she said just a little. A little.]

"Elf ears"...?

Ah - no, I'm sorry. No one in this tower has an answer for you, unfortunately; our kidnappers aren't one for details.

[... Definitely a strange new woman.]

You may want to keep your voice down in this area, as well - it's the dormitories. People here may be attempting to get some rest.

So you say we've been kidnapped. Strange, you'd think I would have noticed something like that. Hm, how bold of them. Bold, but stupid.

[She looks around the room and examines it a little again. The window seems big enough to squeeze through. Naga walks towards it.]

And to add to their stupidity, they locked us in a room with a window as wide as this. Clearly they never would have imagined exactly what they were dealing with when they kidnapped Naga the Serpent!"

[Naga punches the window with her gloved fist... only to realize that rather than punching through glass, it felt as if she punched diamond. Yelping, she withdrew and grabbed her hurting hand.]

... I-I'm sorry miss, but there is no way out. They have thought through things such as that.

And it's not just this room; there is a whole tower attached to it. This is just the bedroom that you and I share, as well as a young girl.

[... Yeah, she's tried that, sorry Naga. You won't be breaking out any time soon.]

Nonsense, I'm not nearly done yet. It would seem that mundane methods won't get me far, but... as the greatest sorceress, second to none, I won't be stopped by a mere window!

[When Naga takes a challenge, she'll only resign when trying out every and all methods. Or until she gets hurt enough. Naga extends one arm out and pulls the other to her side as she points at the window. She gives it a condescending smirk as she prepares this spell. Blue light gathers around her form and ice forms around her pointing finger.

As the spell finishes...]

Freeze Arrow!

[She launches it. Ice magic in the shape of an arrow zooms towards the window, completely freezing it, but failing to break through. A burst of icy air rushes throughout the dorm.]

[DFGKLJfghj wow cold -

She grabs her blanket, wrapping it up around her ears, and gives the other woman a slight frown.]

... Believe me, I have tried. Magic does not work, either.

And please, do not try fire magic - our personal belongings are in this room.

... Ohhoh... Oooohohohohohohohh!!

Nonsense, of course it worked. There's absolutely no way magic of that level could be void of results. Yes, that's right. I'm not exactly sure what power surrounds this window, but indeed, it was my magic that was able to pierce through it!

But more effective means are bound to exist somewhere else.

...?

[... Did she say that her magic worked even though it obviously didn't --]

... Yes, surely.

Perhaps you should try your magic elsewhere? There are other windows and things of that sort about the tower, after all.

Something I might just have to consider. ... In the meantime, just who are you? You also mentioned a "little girl" before.

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OH man we can finally thread again.

Finally!

We'll get even more with Crawl Chaos haha sob

true, but those probably won't be nearly as funny

True. True.

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hahahahksdfkl god I can't handle this

it's naga just being naga, yep

clearly the best roommate for this quiet forest gal

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