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towerofanimus2012-06-18 03:03 pm
warriorscribe) wrote in towerofanimus2012-06-18 03:03 pm
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Hellhounds and the beginnings of malnourishment, oh my.
Characters: Enoch and anyone
Setting: Morning, dormitory floors (with a start in 3-18, roomies can talk to him there if they want!)
Format: I'm starting with prose but I'll match you
Summary: After a week of, frankly, sub-par survivalism, Enoch has a dream that gets him to get his ass in gear - and then he gets attacked by hellhounds.
Warnings: Um. None yet, but there are hellhounds here so possibly violence.
Room 3-18
"Enoch. Enoch, what are you doing?"
Somehow, Lucifel was sitting on the edge of the bed. Enoch tried to reach out to his guardian, relieved, but he seemed to have fallen victim to a bout of sleep paralysis.
"Whatever happened to 'The Earth can sustain me'? It worked for a couple years, didn't it? You're not looking hard enough, your mind's back in Meridian while your body starves. C'mon, Enoch. You're God's chosen one, aren't you? Don't let Him down."
Enoch opened his eyes as he reached out, his hand closing on empty space. He blinked at the ceiling of the darkened room, eyes wide. It had been a dream.
He raised a hand to his head as he stood and summoned his armor. Though he hoped it was a vision and not merely a dream, either way he knew it was true. He'd been lost in despair, he hadn't had the motivation to explore, to properly learn about his surroundings. He'd been putting in the bare minimum for this first week.
Well. He had to live. Besides, if they were rescuing people, surely someone else from Meridian was bound to show up anyway. Time could be weird, he'd learned that much in that city. And maybe, just maybe, it meant that people rescued at the same time in Meridian could show up at different times in the tower - if Meridian was truly gone. If he was captured, he knew it meant Armaros was doing everything in his power to save him.
So he had to keep living, no matter what.
Dorm Hallways
He intended to go as far down as he could starting from the top, but the smell and wafting curls of smoke coming from around the corner brought him up short.
When a dog made of fire charged up the stairwell, Enoch thought to jump over it and attack - but his Arch went right through the flames as if they were...well, flames rather than something that could be cut.
He cried out in pain as the hellhound retaliated, leaping at him with its fiery claws. A sound like shattering porcelain echoed in the hallways as the left side of his neck guard and a portion of the armor covering his chest on that side broke free. His armor may have protected his skin, but he felt the burn of the flames all the same. He heard another one approach him from behind, and he leapt over it, hitting the ground running in the other direction. Two more followed, and in a split second he realized he couldn't jump over them both.
His eyes flicked to the wall at his side and he leapt up, jumping off the air sideways to hit the wall, hoping with every fiber of his being that it counted as solid ground...
He leapt off the air again - it did! - and hit the opposite wall. This is how someone may find him - leaping from wall to wall as a pack of four hellhounds jumps along, trying to catch him. Or maybe you're running from hellhounds too - despite his predicament he'll help anyone else in danger.
Setting: Morning, dormitory floors (with a start in 3-18, roomies can talk to him there if they want!)
Format: I'm starting with prose but I'll match you
Summary: After a week of, frankly, sub-par survivalism, Enoch has a dream that gets him to get his ass in gear - and then he gets attacked by hellhounds.
Warnings: Um. None yet, but there are hellhounds here so possibly violence.
Room 3-18
"Enoch. Enoch, what are you doing?"
Somehow, Lucifel was sitting on the edge of the bed. Enoch tried to reach out to his guardian, relieved, but he seemed to have fallen victim to a bout of sleep paralysis.
"Whatever happened to 'The Earth can sustain me'? It worked for a couple years, didn't it? You're not looking hard enough, your mind's back in Meridian while your body starves. C'mon, Enoch. You're God's chosen one, aren't you? Don't let Him down."
Enoch opened his eyes as he reached out, his hand closing on empty space. He blinked at the ceiling of the darkened room, eyes wide. It had been a dream.
He raised a hand to his head as he stood and summoned his armor. Though he hoped it was a vision and not merely a dream, either way he knew it was true. He'd been lost in despair, he hadn't had the motivation to explore, to properly learn about his surroundings. He'd been putting in the bare minimum for this first week.
Well. He had to live. Besides, if they were rescuing people, surely someone else from Meridian was bound to show up anyway. Time could be weird, he'd learned that much in that city. And maybe, just maybe, it meant that people rescued at the same time in Meridian could show up at different times in the tower - if Meridian was truly gone. If he was captured, he knew it meant Armaros was doing everything in his power to save him.
So he had to keep living, no matter what.
Dorm Hallways
He intended to go as far down as he could starting from the top, but the smell and wafting curls of smoke coming from around the corner brought him up short.
When a dog made of fire charged up the stairwell, Enoch thought to jump over it and attack - but his Arch went right through the flames as if they were...well, flames rather than something that could be cut.
He cried out in pain as the hellhound retaliated, leaping at him with its fiery claws. A sound like shattering porcelain echoed in the hallways as the left side of his neck guard and a portion of the armor covering his chest on that side broke free. His armor may have protected his skin, but he felt the burn of the flames all the same. He heard another one approach him from behind, and he leapt over it, hitting the ground running in the other direction. Two more followed, and in a split second he realized he couldn't jump over them both.
His eyes flicked to the wall at his side and he leapt up, jumping off the air sideways to hit the wall, hoping with every fiber of his being that it counted as solid ground...
He leapt off the air again - it did! - and hit the opposite wall. This is how someone may find him - leaping from wall to wall as a pack of four hellhounds jumps along, trying to catch him. Or maybe you're running from hellhounds too - despite his predicament he'll help anyone else in danger.
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He collected some berries, they were at least similar to human berries and Suzaku had had army training on how to survive in the wild. A few mushrooms as well, he stuck to very simple ones that he knew were safe. It wasn't much but it should give Enoch some strength back. He returned to the staircase.
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