towerofanimus | 🌙 01

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🌙 01 - Introduction

Characters: Dojima and anyone
Setting: Room 3-18 first, cafeteria next, then the infirmary, then back to his room. He can be interacted with on his way to and from any of these as well.
Format: No matter
Summary: Intro post! Dojima refuses to believe his world is gone, explores a bit, looks for painkillers and goes back to the dorm to think.
Warnings: None yet.

Room 3-18

After Enoch's departure, Dojima picked up the two notes again, his mind still reeling. "Be happy", it said. What bullshit. How could he be happy without Nanako? Especially given that she was still in the hands of that psycho, Namatame! That made his blood boil just thinking about it! He angrily crumpled the letter and the condescending instructions into a tight ball and tossed them against the far wall. It didn't bring Nanako back, but it made him feel a little bit better.

Floor 1

After finding himself unable to dress on his own on account of not being able to bend over, Dojima resigned himself to leave his room in that ridiculously skin-tight sci-fi outfit he was wearing to make his way to the cafeteria. Suspiciously, there was a bowl of whitish glop bearing his name waiting for him...

Floor 2

Thank god for direction signs. Dojima was all too eager to get something to relieve his pain, so he headed for the infirmary. He wasn't so hot on seeing yet another doctor and nurses, but the growing pain in his chest and back were reason enough to risk it.

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[He had to sympathize with the occasional person who was stuck wearing the astronaut suit. But it was hard to be sympathetic when he clearly had a full meal in front of him. Rin wasn't getting any better at ignoring his stomach cave into itself but he was being civil enough to not stare.]

Hey, you better eat it before someone else does.

"But..." But how did they know his name? How did they know at what time he'd wake up and come down? The bowl was steaming but he saw no cooks around.

On the other hand, the kitchen looked empty and the advice was sound. Maybe they had to compete for food? "Grab a bowl and spoon," he said as he picked up the bowl and headed for a nearby table. Even in competition, for now he didn't feel very hungry so sharing was an option. The kid looked famished.

"It's weird, isn't it. For some reason they stopped giving food." Questions like that were easy enough to answer, if only because their main topic was food. Rin stared at a spot on the wall behind the man's head. Even if there wasn't any food, he still wanted to keep the guy company.

He was prepared to leave if, say, the man wanted some food privacy (if such a thing existed) but the open invitation was an unexpected blessing. It would have been stupid (and thoughtless) to refuse an invitation to join in a meal, that much he was sure about. Whether that was his stomach thinking for him or not, he wasn't sure.

Rin followed him, spoon and bowl in hand. "Thanks, but are you sure? You won't get a lot afterward..." If he was taught anything by his guardian, it was that one kind act deserved another. "I'll help you around this place. There are monsters on some of the floors, so I can watch your back for you."

"I'm sure." He sat very carefully, with a grunt. "I'm not all that hungry."

Once seated, he poured a little under half of his bowl into the kid's before he began picking at the mixture. It was bland, nearly tasteless, and it made him feel a little queasy. He really missed Nanako's cooking right now.

"No food, monsters on the floors... this is confirming more and more that this isn't the work of a saviour," he thought out loud between two bites of oatmeal. "Have you been here for long?"

"Hopefully you won't be later." Rin reaches into his pockets and pulls out half of a bar he managed to save. It's wrapping has been crumpled and the bar seems to have been ripped in half, but it's still edible. He places it on the table pushes it toward the new man. "Here. Save it for another time."

He listened carefully to his musings. A statement like that didn't need a verbal confirmation. Rin nodded and went right on enjoying his share until he was expected to reply. He finished the last of the oatmeal before too long, scrapping up even the bits that stuck to the bowl. "...I don't know. It was a completely different month before I got here. About three weeks maybe, and the only food around were those bowls of oatmeal."

[There aren't any doctors or nurses in the infirmary at the moment, just this little 'girl' helping to organize all the remaining supplies. Chihiro looks up when he hears someone walk in.]

Hello. Can I help you?

Dojima took the offered bar with a nod. "Thanks. I have a feeling it'll be useful later on."

He nodded again, slowly, as he listened to the kid answer his question after nearly licking his bowl clean. Clearly he had been much more hungry than Dojima. "Whoever "saved" us, they're pretty damn twisted, letting young people like you go hungry."

"Hi," he replied, holding his tender left side. "I need painkillers. The strong ones."

He panics just the slightest bit when he notices that Dojima seems to be in pain. "Ah! Are you alright? You should sit down, sir! I'll get you some painkillers!"

And off he runs to find some.

"Thanks," he replied, sitting in the nearby doctor chair. "If you have morphine pills that'd be great." Hopefully the girl had heard him, because he didn't think Tylenols were gonna cut it.

Again, the call of a new Persona user. As the weeks went up, the voices in Naoya's head were louder due to the powers going out of control. He couldn't ignore it, Amon-Ra kept telling him. He needed to go see, despite the increased monsters. As he finally made it down to the room, he found a man, still dressed in the awakening outfit.

The fact he seemed in pain wasn't a good sign, if anything. If Dojima turned around, he would find a seventeen year old teenager, with a sword like Yu's...and also a sub-machine gun strapped to his back.

"Do you need help?"

He didn't hear him but she came back with all the different types of painkillers he could kind.

"Is the pain really bad?"

"Yeah," he groaned, picking through the pills the girl had brought back to find something suitable for his ribs. "Car accident."

He did turn around, as he felt watched. He paused for a moment, assessing the level of danger he was in. The kid was armed to the teeth, but he seemed friendly. "This place is that friendly, uh?" he asked as he jerked his chin toward that machine gun.

[Man, Adachi never saw much of the appeal in the outfits they give you here. But at least he has a few changes of clothes from home.

As he steps into the cafeteria, however, scrounging around for whatever food he can find, he can see that this isn't the only thing from home that the Tower's decided to bring in. He almost can't believe it.]

D-Dojima-san...? Is that you...?

Adachi?! *Dojima nearly dropped his spoon in surprise. If Adachi was here... could other people from Inaba be here?* What're you doing here? Have you seen Nanako???

Er, sorry, but no. I haven't. You're the first person from Inaba I've run into since I got here.

[Well, apart from a certain goddess disguised as a gas station attendant. But Dojima doesn't need to know about that at all. Nope nope nope.]

Ugh, dammit. *He says this partly for Nanako and partly for his injuries. But if Adachi was here, there was hope, no matter how slim.* Guess it's useless to ask you for coffee too.

Rin only smiles in response. "I'm Rin Okumura, by the way. Who are you?"

He leans back in his seat, mostly content with the small meal he's been granted. "...We haven't even seen them, whoever they are." He hadn't noticed how hungry he really was until the meal. It made him even more grateful that this person was kind enough to share.

"They didn't even say what they "saved" us from, if anything." As far as Rin knew, his world was perfectly fine. He didn't want to consider a possibility where the ones in charge were right.

"I'm Ryotaro Dojima, from Inaba." He put his spoon down, having finished his insipid meal.

"You'd think if they had saved us, they'd want to meet us." Unless of course they hadn't, or if they were responsible for the destruction of worlds.

He idly rubbed his earring before answering.

"You arrived at a bad time. Usually it's not this terrible. But they dragged a lot of us away somewhere and whoever remained in the tower has been left to our own devices. There are monsters everywhere..."

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[Hope. Right.

Goddamn, Adachi's not really sure how to feel about this. But for now, he'll just play it off, laughing awkwardly.]

That might not be an option, Dojima-san. It doesn't look like there's much in the way of food here.

Ain't it just great? "Saving", my ass. The more I talk to people around here the worse a feeling I get about this place. No food, monsters everywhere, supposedly destroyed worlds... Who knows what else? *He let out a small groan. Even with his Persona as weapon, he wasn't in the best condition to fight off a bunch of monsters.*

If you ever spot Nanako, bring her to me. I'm living in room 3-18. Can I trust you to do that?

"You were in a car accident right before you were brought here?"

*Dojima's face clearly shows how... dissatisfied he is with the news.* Great. This just confirm they're not saving us at all.

I'm Ryotaro Dojima, from Inaba. You are? *Better make friends with the kid with the machine gun.*

"Not right before, but... a couple of days, yes. It's nothing." Says the man looking for morphine for his ribs.

The name seemed familiar to him, and for a short second Naoya's eye lit up in surprise before he regained control. He was thankful at his ability to be good at remembering names. Besides, mentioning Inuba itself was enough for him to catch what was going on. However...

"Naoya Toudou, lived in Mikage-cho before moving to American to study. I know your nephew...but Yu never told me you were a Persona user as well."

Seriously Yu. THAT WAS AN IMPORTANT DETAIL.

"Inaba? That's even further south than Kyoto." Not that he made a habit of pointing out the obvious, but there was a second question he had. "Do you own a farm over there?"

It'd make sense for a captor to see its captives. It was pretty suspicious that it hadn't happened yet. "Yeah, you'd think! But I bet they're the sort of people who like to play crazy games."

"So it's been treated...? Ah, do you need any water with that?"

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"I was in the hospital when I was kidnapped by those in charge of this tower... ah, yes, water'd be great." This girl's way of caring reminded him of Nanako a little.

Dojima nodded, a detail catching his attention. "If he didn't tell you, then, how do you know?"

He crossed his arms before answering, almost standing there defiantly, head tilted.

"I can sense other Persona users. It seems to be a skill that was lost over the years, perhaps due to different methods of acquiring the power."

"I see... I'll be bring back." Chihiro hurries off to get him a glass of water. "Here you go, sir."

Dojima blinked. "So this TV thing happened before?"

Naoya blinked right back before shaking his head.

"Not quite. Have you heard of the incident in Mikage-cho involving accidents in SEBEC and Takahisa Kandori's death in 1996?" He had no idea if Dojima would, considering it wasn't that close to Inuba, but he did know it had been on the news before he left for America. The whole part about his team's involvement was a mystery to everyone but themselves, obviously. For all Naoya knew, that entire incident might have stayed a complete mystery since then.

"I... think I've heard about it. Didn't it stayed unexplained?" If it was another incident involving Persona, it was no wonder that the police hadn't been able to solve the mystery. They'd be missing too many pieces.

"Very possible," he replied back, stroking his earring. "I wouldn't know for how long, considering I'm from only three months after the incident. When I was taken here, it was still 1996 for me." It was, he realized, a testament to how long this had baffled the police.

"There was no TV World. Rather a machine Kandori built in the hopes of attaining godhood using the dreams of a single girl, Maki Sonomura, caused another world to open up and summon demons..."

Not Shadows. Demons.

1996? Was this place capable of 'saving' people from different times, too? What a pain in the ass place!

"Huh. That's... way out there, all right. Just as much as a world inside the TV. No wonder the police never figured it out... But, you said demons? Not Shadows?"

"Thank you, miss," Dojima says as he takes the water.

"Exactly." Naoya finally sat down, crisscrossing his fingers together as he had a tenancy to do when he started to talk really intensely.

"The usage of the machine caused the connection with the demon world to be weakened, and they invaded this Other World, attacking everything in sight. It was only due to the power of our Personas that we survived."

"You're welcome!" He sits down on the bed opposite to him. "Have you had anything to eat yet, sir?"

Dojima nods. "I've had some oatmeal earlier." It hadn't been tasty or anything, but it had been something to eat.

Damn. They lived in dangerous worlds... and somehow it was again teenagers ending up with the burden. Why was that?

"So Personas can be used to fight anything? I mean... I'm sorry you had to go through this."

"I don't. I'm a police officer. Inaba is rural, but not that rural." They were some farms, but not in town.

"I'm not too eager to find out exactly what kind of crazy games they wish to play with us,to be honest," he said, not reassured at all.

[Great. The world's been destroyed and here Adachi is, stuck babysitting again. Swallowing back his pride, he offers Dojima a smile.]

Sure thing, sir. You can count on me!

"I hope you had enough... since there's no other food here and you only get the oatmeal once."

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🌙 01 - Introduction

cafeteria~

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Infirmary

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Sorry for delay!

It's alright!

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[Cafeteria!]

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Aaaa how did I miss this???

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