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towerofanimus2012-06-14 10:52 pm
silentsacrifice) wrote in towerofanimus2012-06-14 10:52 pm
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o1 [What an abysmal place]
Characters: Itachi and you!
Setting: 4-14/the dormitory floors, floor 38 (the lounge), and floor 25 (the meadow).
Format: Starting with action, but I'll match you.
Summary: Itachi wakes up in a tower, and is trying his damndest to find his way back out.
Warnings: Maybe mild Naruto spoilers if you haven't read up to chapter 400 or so yet, but otherwise, none so far.
Room 4-14/Dormitory Floors
[Itachi is on guard the moment he regains consciousness. Even when he's able to move again, he's tense, as is evident in the way he leaps up and stands, rigid, by the side of the bed. He scans the room with his Sharingan blazing, struggling to piece together what might have happened to land him here. Despite this, his face remains impassive, detached, displaying none of his inward confusion even as he discovers that a collar has been placed around his neck.
When he finds his welcome note, he is far from reassured. He doesn't believe a single word, and he doesn't intend to stay here for any longer than he has to. He has things to do that don't involve being stuck here. He places the note on his bed and turns his attention to his trunk, opening it with caution. He doesn't spring any sort of trap, but the trunk's contents are worrying enough on their own. What sort of strange person would kidnap him like this and leave him not only several sets of his clothing, but with the medication for a disease no one was supposed to know he had? And why doesn't he remember how he got here?
He changes quickly, periodically bringing a hand up to attempt to remove his collar. It does no good; the collar must be fitted with some sort of jutsu that's holding it in place (though he senses no chakra). He arms himself with the kunai and shuriken that have been left for him - again, such a strange thing to give to your captive - and heads out of the room.]
Floor 38
[When Itachi gets to this floor, the windows are the first things that catch his eye. He makes a beeline to them, noting that he's far from the ground. The building seems to disappear into some sort of fog many floors below, which makes him wary. Even if he can shatter the glass and make it down there, the fog could very well be toxic. A fleeting expression of annoyance appears on his face - the corners of his mouth turned down, his brows kitted - but it goes back to being neutral soon enough.
He lays a hand on the glass, attempting to ascertain its thickness nonetheless.] Hn.
Floor 25
[A meadow. He was in a tower, and now he's... in a meadow. His eyes narrow thoughtfully, and he takes a few steps out onto the grass. The geography of this place makes no sense at all.
He starts to wander around, looking for some sort of landmark that might tell him where he is.]
Setting: 4-14/the dormitory floors, floor 38 (the lounge), and floor 25 (the meadow).
Format: Starting with action, but I'll match you.
Summary: Itachi wakes up in a tower, and is trying his damndest to find his way back out.
Warnings: Maybe mild Naruto spoilers if you haven't read up to chapter 400 or so yet, but otherwise, none so far.
Room 4-14/Dormitory Floors
[Itachi is on guard the moment he regains consciousness. Even when he's able to move again, he's tense, as is evident in the way he leaps up and stands, rigid, by the side of the bed. He scans the room with his Sharingan blazing, struggling to piece together what might have happened to land him here. Despite this, his face remains impassive, detached, displaying none of his inward confusion even as he discovers that a collar has been placed around his neck.
When he finds his welcome note, he is far from reassured. He doesn't believe a single word, and he doesn't intend to stay here for any longer than he has to. He has things to do that don't involve being stuck here. He places the note on his bed and turns his attention to his trunk, opening it with caution. He doesn't spring any sort of trap, but the trunk's contents are worrying enough on their own. What sort of strange person would kidnap him like this and leave him not only several sets of his clothing, but with the medication for a disease no one was supposed to know he had? And why doesn't he remember how he got here?
He changes quickly, periodically bringing a hand up to attempt to remove his collar. It does no good; the collar must be fitted with some sort of jutsu that's holding it in place (though he senses no chakra). He arms himself with the kunai and shuriken that have been left for him - again, such a strange thing to give to your captive - and heads out of the room.]
Floor 38
[When Itachi gets to this floor, the windows are the first things that catch his eye. He makes a beeline to them, noting that he's far from the ground. The building seems to disappear into some sort of fog many floors below, which makes him wary. Even if he can shatter the glass and make it down there, the fog could very well be toxic. A fleeting expression of annoyance appears on his face - the corners of his mouth turned down, his brows kitted - but it goes back to being neutral soon enough.
He lays a hand on the glass, attempting to ascertain its thickness nonetheless.] Hn.
Floor 25
[A meadow. He was in a tower, and now he's... in a meadow. His eyes narrow thoughtfully, and he takes a few steps out onto the grass. The geography of this place makes no sense at all.
He starts to wander around, looking for some sort of landmark that might tell him where he is.]
no subject
He shrugs after a moment, taking note of that suspicion, then snorting in the next - it's not that 'captivating ' a book after all. ...How to best explain it though.]
...After being stuck here for a while, most people develop some kind of routine. Things they do over the day, not just to pass time, but also to cope. I study.
[And whelp... fight monsters after nightfall. Balances out perfectly, right?]