towerofanimus | ITP: Night Watch Log [Aaaand free to tag now!]

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ITP: Night Watch Log [Aaaand free to tag now!]

Characters: Tara, Minami, Sephiroth, Zack, Cloud, Terui, Suzaku, Fran, Hei, and Xehanort. Guest starring Momotaros.
Setting: Various floors throughout the Tower
Format: Whatever the comments feel like in the subthreads
Summary: A snapshot of the patrols during the night
Warnings: None yet, but they will be added as it comes up.

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OOC: For now characters are divided into pairs for easy tagging. Your characters don't have to stay on the floors they're assigned, but the threads only need to start out there. As for if encounters are made, that is entirely up to you guys. The point is to get some CR and have some fun together, that's all.

You can also encounter Momotaros during the night specifically to be confused for a monster. There will be a subthread for this set up.

Groups and floors, as decided by the Random Number Gods:
1). Fran and Hei; Floor 24
2). Suzaku and Sephiroth; Floor 16
3). Minami and Zack; Floor 32
4). Tara and Terui; Floor 26
5). Cloud and Xehanort; Floor 10
6). Encountering Momotaros
OOC questions, complaints, crit, and comments about this can be directed to THIS FAQ I set up for the Night Watch. Let me know any feedback so I can improve the way things run for next month.

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Most of the time--99% of the time, in fact--this room is an empty one. If you happen to be incredibly unlucky, though, you'll find yourself suddenly at the far side of the room, faced with a large, shadowy mass. If you don't get to the stairs and exit the floor in time, it will skin you alive and remove your organs until you die.

Have fun, guys!

A sparse floor. Strange that the girl would start them off here, but perhaps there was more to the emptiness than Fran could currently perceive.

Feeling the protective magicks she'd applied earlier ebb away, Fran lifts her hand to recast them. Green light glows faintly at the base of her feet and evaporates into the air after the spell is cast. Twice, she does this, until Protect and Shell are in place.

She shifts her weight, cocks her head in Hei's direction. "Care for your own?"

"My own what exactly?"

He hadn't really known what kind of magic Fran used, or was used to it for that matter. There was Minako's strange abilities, but those were a different matter entirely. All he knew of Fran was the weapon by her side.

"Spells of protection."

Considering the Deathclaw from before, Hei shouldn't take a gamble to fight without them. That creature had been fast, and if there was more than one...yeah, taking Fran's offer was wise. Sure, there was no one here, but it was best to be prepared for anything?

He nods at her. "Sure."

She repeats the casts, and though he lacks Mist of his own the magicks adhere to him as they should. It is good to know this.

"You will find that more effort is required to physically and magickally hurt you," she explains, hand falling back to her side. "You are protected, but not invincible."

Fran returns her attention to the rest of the room. Her ears pick up nothing save the sounds of their own breathing. After a brief pause, she looks to Hei again.

"There is nothing here. Shall we move on?"

Hei certainly felt the power of the magic flow within him, actually a bit surprised. His body definitely felt like he could endure a few good blows. Naturally, he didn't plan on being invincible; his fighting style did require him to dodge and move quickly after all, and having invincibility would just make him less cautious.

He doesn't hear anything in here either. He nods at Fran. "Doesn't seem like we have much of a choice for now."

They had a choice, she thought, to stay or to leave, but to stay seemed a waste of their purpose.

There was always a choice.

"We descend," she says, trusting Hei to speak his complaints, if present. Gun in hand, she turns to the staircase.

As they walk down from twenty-four to, supposedly, twenty-three, Fran decides to engage in conversation. It is unwise to be ready for battle when the abilities of one's partner were currently unknown, and his weapons, if any, were not visible to her.

"I presume you are a hume. A 'human', she said. What is it that you do?"

Yes, always a choice, and one of their options was wasteful. There was nothing at all in this room, and if there were traps, they should have been triggered by now. Wasting time was not considered an option in his book. And he certainly had no complaints, and walks by her side to the next floor. He may have had no visible weapons, but that was because the wires and knives were hidden underneath that coat.

"Survive, not much else," he replied simply. Was the truth. Assassin was no longer valid because he no longer did such jobs. "If you mean here, looking for information. What about you?"

Out of everyone, her appearance didn't really startle him that much. Honestly, she was one of the more normal beings here.

This floor doesn't seem to exist. That is, there is a staircase and black, bottomless pits stretching far beyond what seems possible in all directions, given there are sections of the tower above and below. Want to jump off? You'll plummet to your death. Want to fly up or out? At first you'll have no trouble, but if you go far enough to lose sight of the stairs, you'll enter thick clouds of glass shards.

Wow. RNG chooses the weirdest floors. Have fun!

Suzaku didn't like this floor, the nothingness scared him. Still it was a floor that drew him for those same reasons. He often wondered if he fell, or jumped if he would just fall forever. The Geass cast on him had never let him find out.

"See anything?" Suzaku called to the man he had been paired with, someone he had never met before.

Flight and/or supernatural powers do not work on this floor. This floor is still outside--in fact, it's not really a floor at all, it's a small floating island. There's a small fairly normal-looking (if you're a human from Earth) forest containing regular Earth animals on the island, as well as berries and mushrooms. If you're sick of the cafeteria food and don't want to chance the restaurant, maybe you can hunt or gather something here. Just be careful you know what you're putting in your mouth; it could be poisonous.

Will tag in a bit to kick things off, Zack-mun!

Minami was never going to admit her first round of choices for the Watch involved closing her eyes and pointing at the sheet. True, she'd hoped for enough people to have more than two people go together at once, but the Night Watch was just starting. And she could hope to be paired with her friends all she wanted it wouldn't be fair. Hence her putting herself with Zack and as they made their way through the forest she decided to speak up about something.

"So, what do you think so far?" he seemed sort of like he was military and she wouldn't mind trying to get advice off of him. Practically the entire Watch was older than she was, after all.

To be fair, it wasn't as if squad selection in Zack's world was any better. They said they did their best to make sure there were enough people, but the people themselves may as well have been chosen the same way Minami chose tonight's line-up. Still, he had no problems with it: he could work with just about anyone, and even though tonight was not about making friends, she was a nice enough person. They'd make it work, and if he could advise her, he'd do that the best way he could. Talking.

"I think we're off to a good start. Wouldn't be a bad idea to get some more people involved, though; ten people's kind of a small number for a place this big."

Because there are a lot of floors, and even if they take sections, it's a lot of ground to cover and probably a lot of monsters to deal with. He'd hate to see anyone get hurt because they didn't have enough manpower.

"There were more people interested when I brought it up last month, but I think they lost interest when I couldn't follow through on it right then," she explained with a shrug, "But I think they'll come back once it keeps going. There were other people interested when I asked around about it recently. You guys were the only ones to show up tonight."

She'd probably have to hunt those people down later on, but that was okay with Minami. This would give her something to focus on and after the last six months in this place she desperately needed something to focus on with all the free time she had here.

Zack makes a face at that first bit; just because someone couldn't get things together fast enough doesn't mean they aren't worth sticking with. From what he'd heard, all the chaos going on around here would have made anything chaotic, let alone getting people together like this. It wasn't Minami's fault and they should have been here.

"Let me know if you need any help getting people involved. Two people asking's gotta be better than one, right?"

Or so he hopes. It is dangerous out here, and he can understand why they'd not want to, but this is their home for the next while. They have to defend it.

"Sure. It's only the first week so I'm not too worried about it. Just let me know if anyone agrees so I can add them to the roster, okay?"

She giggles a bit, her hand going in front of her mouth to stifle it at the face he makes. Even if it isn't for the best reasons it's still funny to see!

"And once more people get involved it might be easier to figure out a system of how to get this to work. When I did this kind of thing back home I only had seven people including myself to worry about. Eight, if you count the person who could act as our mission control, but she rarely came with us. I managed to work that out pretty well."

"You got it. I'll be sure and grab you the second I get their names."

He means that, though the look on his face shifts to very amusing confusion as he can't quite figure out why she's giggle. Easily confused, this pup, though he seems ready to roll with it and just press on.

"That's great, but I'm guessing there was a lot less ground to cover if you had only eight people to work with. Nothing wrong with asking someone to help you lead all the folks we're gonna need to keep this place safe, you know."

She's the sort who giggles and tries to be cheerful when she's nervous. Not the most appropriate thing in the world, she realized, but she had a lot of trouble shaking the habit.

"Thanks, I owe you. And as far as the ground we had to cover--that tower was who knows how tall. Taller than the ground we currently have here, but it only existed for an hour each night, not a constant unrelenting threat we had to live in."

But on the topic of finding others to lead: "Once I get to know people better I fully plan on asking for help. I'm only fifteen and you yourself and a few others are trained military. It'd be stupid not to ask for help."

This floor is a morgue. It contains all the standard trappings of one, from autopsy tools to walls lined with cold chambers. There are bodies in some of them, if you care to look, but there aren't any you'll recognize. Careful, though; sometimes monsters like to wait for someone to peek inside, and the latches have a terrible habit of locking you in if you get yanked inside.

Aaand there! Have fun guys!

Edited (Switched Arturia out for Tara due to a huge mistake on my part.) 2012-05-31 00:06 (UTC)

...morgues.

If Tara is honest with herself, she knows that she's probably lucky to be checking on the morgue floor tonight. Creatures that are likely to be lurking here are probably going to lean more towards the undead, and if Sunnydale had one thing in plenty, it was undead.

Holding open in one hand her little notebook where her observations will be recorded tonight, and holding a pen in the other, Tara sits on an abandoned gurney, kicking her legs absently as she looks around. The lighting is poor, and even with a little orb of light floating over her head, she can't see clearly for more than about five feet in any direction. The nameplates in particular are tantalizingly obscured - she keeps having to fight back the urge to go and check them.

Finally, as the silence is getting to her and nothing seems to be sneaking up quite yet, she directs a question at her newest partner for the night:

"Um, do, d-do you know if there are any, um, v-vampires here?"

As a police officer, Terui Ryu has certainly seen his share of dead bodies and morgues in investigations. Even when dealing with paranormal investigations.

In fact, especially when dealing with paranormal investigations.

So their placement doesn't really bother him much at all.

At the question, he turns around and cocks an eyebrow, arms crossed.

"Vampires?"

He actually considers this for a moment, not dismissing it outright. Considering all the things he'd fought, and all the things he knew lurked elsewhere in his world... There were other Riders out there and all sorts of other monsters besides Dopants.

"...not that I've heard of," he admits, then adds, "but that doesn't mean anything. This place seems to offer a lot of horrible things."

He steps around the gurney and looks around them.

"Including things not yet encountered until recently, it'd seem."

He was starting to wonder if some of those horrible things weren't just drawn into this place the same as they were. It wouldn't terribly surprise him.

"Y-You mean like the, um, the giant spider. Th-The one that's, um...eating people?"

Tara holds her seat on the gurney, for the moment, the better to scribble in some notes. She keeps half an eye on Ryu, though, ready to follow should he decide to keep the patrol moving along.

"Do you think any of those things would be...h-hiding? In, in the...l-lockers, I mean. Should we check?"

It would be standard procedure, back in Sunnydale, to check to make sure that no one had died of exsanguination and, if they had, they hadn't turned up with blood around their mouth. And Ryu is right - the tower seems to have no shortage of horrible things introduced to torrment them.

He stops and considers things.

"Like the spider, yes. Probably a lot more by the looks of things."

He pauses for a second and looks back at her.

"Checking might be a good idea, but before we head on I need to ask - do you have any particular means of defending yourself?"

"Oh! Um..." Tara tugs up her especially long shirt to reveal what appears to be a large hunting knife, in a sheathe hanging off her belt. "But, um, I'm not really good at it. Not with things that are trying to, um...s-stab me back. Really, um, i-it's just magic. But I'm good at that."

This last she says with confidence. Tara is good at magic, when she has enough power to work with.

He considers her words for a moment. Though that last bit sounds confident, the rest does not. He crooks his head to the side for one moment, before turning and beginning to walk.

"I'll take point, then."

As he does this, he reaches in his jacket and retrieves what looks like a scaled down replica of motorcycle handlebars. He places it on his waist, and a belt shoots out around him, locking the Accel Driver into place.

In this place, trying to maintain his identity had no real point. As it was, he wasn't transforming - it was just a precaution. The less he had to fumble with in the dark, the better.

An aquarium fills this room, with thousands of exotic fish of all shapes and sizes, from nearly microscopic to larger than any blue whale. The unique thing, however, is the complete lack of any glass, or anything keeping the water in place at all. The water stands up just fine, however, simply suspending itself all on its own. Characters may enter the water if they wish, and fish may jump between enclosed bits of water. Be careful you don't become fish food.

Miiight want to stalk this myself. Have fun, guys!

Xehanort enjoys this floor, and quickly strolls out towards one of the panels of water to stare at the fish for a moment. He's not sure about the young man he's been paired with - he would rather have worked alone - but it's of little concern. He seems young and strong and capable enough to handle what could come... not that Xehanort is really expecting much trouble. Outside of the norm, that is...

Cloud was a mountain boy. He never really had need to learn how to swim, and after his near drowning and following trauma from the river around the mountain, he didn't want to learn. But now, standing in a room filled with mysteriously contained fish tanks, he suddenly wanted to learn how to swim. Just not in this water.

He didn't know this guy, and wasn't sure what he was suppose to say, if anything. He looked capable enough and probably had his own way of dealing with anything they may encounter, but Cloud didn't know. He checked his sword's weight - a slight tug to make sure that it will pull free without any hitch from his harness - and started forward.

"You're armed?"

"Quite," Xehanort said with a low chuckle. Truth be told, he didn't even need to summon his blade, and he had little plan to. With all this water about, all of his ice spells would be quite unpleasant. Cloud could easily handle the melee aspect of any trouble. If something got close enough, of course, the blade was always backup. "Do not fear, young man. I am more than capable of holding my own. Do not let my appearance deceive you."

"I never do."

He traveled with a wind-up cat and an intelligent beast that resembled a lion crossed with a wolf and both fought just as good as the human members of his team. It was hard not to believe that everyone he had encountered here wasn't some sort of fighter or wizard. That he had run into people who were just normal threw him for a loop.

"Just don't want to get caught flat-footed."

The thought of something getting past his notice was almost laughable, but he kept his thoughts to himself, simply smiling pleasantly. "I don't think we would have that particular fear. For the well-trained warrior, even the most silent of foes still have tells of their approach."

Cloud shrugged. He didn't expect something to sneak up on them, not really. He was a SOLDIER despite never actually getting the rank like a normal person. They were hyper-aware of things, though he did sometimes have problems with people from his past intruding on his senses.

"Are any of these things edible?"

"Depending on the workings of your digestive system and your personal tolerance to various substances, I'd say most of these are. The ones more suitable to a base humanoid digestion are rather a fraction due to the unidentifiable traits of a great variety of these." Xehanort was content to watch something that might have been a lionfish float about in its sheet of water, haphazard spines making it resemble some kind of aquatic porcupine rather than anything else protruded in all directions, almost piercing the edge of the water.

Aaaand his mun can take it from here!

So yeah. It's dark. There's a red guy wandering around, and holding a sword, and keeping pretty quiet - he's had some monster-y run-ins that didn't go very well. So he's moving about pretty cautiously for once - and being a spiky, horned demon-looking fellow, this looks rather suspect.

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ITP: Night Watch Log [Aaaand free to tag now!]

FRAN AND HEI; FLOOR 24

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SUZAKU AND SEPHIROTH; FLOOR 16

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MINAMI AND ZACK; FLOOR 32

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TARA AND TERUI; FLOOR 26

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CLOUD AND XEHANORT; FLOOR 10

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MOMOTAROS

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