towerofanimus | 00110001| Out of the flying pan into the fire? [OPEN]

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00110001| Out of the flying pan into the fire? [OPEN]

Characters: Chihiro Fujisaki and you!
Setting: Starts from the 4th Floor (outside RM 04-08) then all over the tower, towards nightfall! ~~(Mun? Why u do dis?)~~
Format: Either is fine~
Summary: Chihiro is absolutely terrified and disoriented upon his arrival here and has wandered out of his dorm room trying to find a way home only to encounter the monsters that come out at night... ~~MONDO~~ SOMEBODY SAVE HIM!
Warnings: Monsters? And anyone who doesn't know him will definitely think he's a girl. He's baby-faced, dressed in a girl's school uniform (it's rather conservative in style and not super short!), short (just under 5 foot) and his voice hasn't changed yet. Plus Chihiro is a unisex name...

[W-what is this place? Is this part of the school? But this isn't his room! Where are his clothes? Why is there a collar round his neck? Why couldn't he move just now? Is this Monobear's doing? What is going on? Why can't he remember coming into this room? All these thoughts race round Chihiro's head as he pulls himself up sobbing from the bed. He has to find the others. Maybe he should go look for Mondo. Mondo will protect him! He is certain of that!

Though he's still shaking with fear, he makes himself look all over the room for his clothes, eventually finding them in the chest at the foot of his bed. He quickly dresses. Then he grabs the telescope stand inside the chest as a weapon. He's not sure if it'll be good enough... but he has to try! He has to! This is part of being stronger!

Then he carefully opens the door and heads outside, clutching the telescope stand for dear life! For a moment, he just stares at the glass floor under his feet. Then he suddenly hears a cry of pain. He turns over to look...]

AHH! S-S-S-Stay away from me! Don't-Don't come near!! [He waves his makeshift weapon at the Bullfairy flying towards him!] Don't- [Then he blots and runs off blindly in a wild panic!]

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[And now Tara's blushing. Smiling faintly in gratified pleasure, but blushing, and looking away and fiddling nervously with a strand of her hair. Virtually no one ever thinks she's strong, and even if it's only because she slung a bit of magic around, it's nice.]

Y-Yeah. Or, um, I think it's them. There are other little...evil fairy things around that do. I, I don't know what they're called, though. But they are less, um, noisy.

[And she shrugs, at the question.] I, I don't think so. I mean, it can be...kind of hard to keep track of time, here. But, um, I think it's only been a few weeks. M-Maybe three. So...n-not long, um, and not as long as some.

[Chihiro's never meet anyone else who's as or maybe even more nervous than him. And since he's decided to be stronger, he feels that he should give her encouragement and help her to be stronger too!]

I see. But I guess you don't really have a problem dealing with them! [Then he feels a little shy.] Is it.. hard to learn magic?

Three weeks... Yes, it isn't really so long. Are... any of your friends here?

[Most people have never met someone as nervous as Tara. It tends to be something of an education, provided that they can actually get a complete sentence out of her.

...and seeing as how that question is about the most painful thing Chihiro could have asked her, beyond a slight change in her expression that nevertheless suggests sadness.]

Um, only the small things. I've, um, I've met some worse monsters that I, I still have to run away from. But, but most of them only come out after dark. And they, they never come onto the floors where we sleep.

Or the meadow.

[Chihiro notices the change and immediately feels guilty. He quickly bows in apology.] I'm sorry! I seem to have asked something I shouldn't have...

I see... so the dorm floors and meadow are safe zones?

N-No, n-no you didn't, i-it's okay! [Tara winces at having made her own problems even remotely obvious to a frightened little girl. She really is becoming so very pathetic.] I mean...s-some of my friends are, but, it's just...s-some aren't. So, um...i-it's sad.

...but, um, y-yeah. Dormitory floors, a-and the meadow. Maybe the room below the dorms. But, um, I-I don't really know. Not for sure.

It's really okay? [And he sees the wince and feels even more guilty.]

That's aalright. I can go ask some other people to be sure. This is still very useful information! [smiles]

I-I'm glad. I, I mean...the people who, who own this place really won't etll us very much, so we, w-we kind of figure it out for ourselves.

Or we ask. I mean, um, I asked a lot, but everyone was r-really helpful...

[Then, wanting to try and contribute something useful to the situation:] A-Are, um, are you hungry?

What... are the people who own this place like...?

That's good to know. Eh? Hm... well, a little.

[Tara deflects the first question for a bit. She doesn't want to be the one to tell the new girl that "vivisections" are apparently a priority for at least one of the tower owners.]

I just, I mean...it's, it's a thing, about how this place works. You, y-you have to eat oatmeal, before you can eat anything else. They, they give you a bowl of oatmeal, down in the cafeteria. I just thought, um...th-thought I'd warn you, if you're going down.

[Tara hadn't listened when they'd warned her.]

Oatmeal? Hmm... that doesn't sound so bad... Mn! I'll remember that! Thank you!

Good. [Much relief in her expression that she managed to help someone out. Don't make her mistakes, Chihiro. That had been the cap on an already horrible day.]

...s-sorry, I, I don't think I caught your name. I'm Tara.

It's nice to meet you, Tara-san. I'm Chihiro Fujisaki.

Oh! [Japanese students weren't entirely unheard of, at UC Sunnydale, but Tara had kept herself to herself enough that actually interacting with her own classmates, let alone someone from another culture, had been new.] And it's...nice to meet you, Chihiro-san?

[Her tone rises at the end in a question, as she hopes that she used the right name.]

S-Sorry. Um...about everything.

]He smiles brightly in reply.]

Eh? But... but none of this is your fault, Tara-san...

N-No, it's not, I know that, it's just...sympathy. I'm, I'm saying sorry because I, I'm sorry you have to go through any of this.

[Particularly in the case of someone as adorable as Chihiro. Tara has already met a few children younger than her that somehow managed to be more confident and together, but besides an apparently boundlessly cheerful personality, Chihiro isn't the same.]

I-I see. But we all have to go through this, don't we?

We...we have to help one another. There's, there's enough in this place that could hurt us, without us hurting one another.

...a-at least, that's, um, w-what I've seen.

[Nods] I don't want to have to forced to hurt one another again...

[Tara immediately looks sympathetic. Being forced to hurt your friends...for all of Sunnydale's horror, it had never gotten that bad. All the pain they'd inflicted on one another, they'd at least had the choice.]

Come on. I, I know no one would attack someone like you. You'll be okay, just...just don't stay out after dark, a-and you'll be okay.

[He was forced to either kill his classmates or be killed... He was killed but he's from before that so he doesn't know he was killed... Anyway...]

I... [But people always attack and bully the weak ones or else he wouldn't have had to crossdress to protect himself in the first place. But if he said so it would distress her surely... And though he is scared, he doesn't want to cause distress for anyone. He's decided to be strong after all and he'll try his best! So he smiles instead.] Mn! I'll be alright. We'll both be alright, Tara-san! I'll remember that!

[It would distress her if only because she hates to think that someone else would have suffered as she'd spent most of her life suffering.

...the bullying. Not the cross dressing. Chihiro reminds her too much of Dawn, anyway.]

Right! [As it stands, she just hopes that he is being sincere about what he's saying, but is just that bit too nervous to press him.] So, um, h-how about I walk you down to the cafeteria? I'm not busy. Promise.

[And is much relieved that he won't have to go alone] I would like that! Thank you, Tara-san!

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