[open; backdated to wednesday]

[pchaaair]

Characters: Tavros and towerofanimus!
Setting: Nighttime, wandering the tower in various places, stairwells.
Format: Starting with action, but I can match!
Summary: Tavros doesn't want to stay cooped up in his room, but it's probably a stupid idea to leave at the same time.
Warnings: There will be death!

[Tavros had been taking the chance, honestly, when he had decided to start wandering around the darkened corridors that made up the tower at the moment. He couldn't stay in his room, though, even if there was some light in there. Being cooped up in there wasn't something he could do, even if he had his Fiduspawn cards with him and that would've been enough to entertain him for a short while, at least.

So! There's a young troll boy that's cautiously walking through the halls. He might be trying to find the source of everything, too, but with no success. He keeps hearing the voices of his friends, but he's so sure they aren't there-- at least, he thinks. One of them could've arrived and he hadn't seen them yet because everyone was so preoccupied with the issues they were facing now.

Either way, there is a thirteen-year-old troll boy cautiously moving through the hallways and up and down the stairwells-- anyone want to talk to him? He's trying to be brave, even if he thinks it's fake bravery. ]

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[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[Vriska isn't afraid of the dark, and she's not afraid of those whispers she keeps hearing. The growls of her lusus, Terezi's cackling, the voices of the other trolls she knew weren't there. Nope. Not afraid. Her nerves were made of steel.

She's floating down the hallway, glancing around and gripping her flourite octet just in case. Not that there was anything there. That would just be ridiculous.

She tenses when she sees a shadow against the floor and nears it to find-]

Wandering around by yourself, Pupa? I thought you were too much of a coward for that!

[pchaaair]

[He tenses when he sees a shadow, and then hears Vriska's voice. He'd been doing such a good job at avoiding her, only to... not be able to. He'd been distracted by the voices of Aradia, Terezi, Gamzee, and Tinkerbull's noises.

He immediately goes on the defensive and realizes that it probably wasn't smart of him to do something like this, honestly, considering that he didn't have his lance, and he hadn't done anything with his Fiduspawn yet. He was decent at avoiding the phantoms, though. Making sure to never get too close to something that he didn't know.]

I'm, trying to be brave, and, have some confidence, even if it's kind of fake.

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

You seem preeeeeeeetty nervous! You don't even have a weapon with you, what good would you be if something actually attacked you?

[She glances behind her, because she swears she just saw the body of something large lurking around the corner. But no, it's just her imagination. It has to be.]

Fake confidence is still what it is! Fake. Fakey fakey fake.

[Ugh, it's not her intention to antagonize and bait him, but it's distracting from the shadows that keep seem to be shifting. Something just beyond the periphery of her vision. It's what she knows to fall back on.]

[fracta-anima.livejournal.com]

[Minami also decided to look through the halls, despite it being against her better judgement. True, she basically had a multitude of persona she could summon with the evoker she had holstered under her jacket, but that did nothing for if someone took it from her. Minami knew her limits and she knew that when it came to a purely physical fight? Her best chances were to escape and run.

But she isn't afraid and she's determined to protect anyone stuck among those.... those voices.

Her brother's voice. She can hear it clearly, telling her how he hates her, how worthless she is, and Aragaki-senpai talking about Sanada-senpai and everyone from SEES and her old foster parents and her mom and dad and--

She turned up her MP3 Player's volume, despite desperately trying to save the batteries. It was too much and, well, can anyone blame her for wanting to block it out?

But that's when she saw a boy.

A boy with gray skin and horns much like one of her roommates. Huh. she turns down the volume and approaches him warily.]

Hello?

[pchaaair]

[He absolutely did not want to be antagonized, especially not now. With the shadows that kept shifting just out of the corner of his eyes, it was the one thing he didn't need right now.]

I don't, think it's as fake as you think it is, even if it's still, sort of fake.

[pchaaair]

[He glances over when he hears Minami's voice, a little tense because of the shadows and whispers he keeps hearing, even though he's sure none of them are there. He relaxes slightly when he sees that it's someone real, and not a shadow.]

Err, hi.

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

Fake is fake, Tavros. There's no such thing as 'sort of fake'. Either you're confident or you're not, but we both obviously know the answer to that.

[She rolls her dice between her fingers, cocking her head to the side as she looks between Tavros and those shadows that are definitely moving now.]

What are you going to do if you run into trouble? Scream and hope one of your humans comes running?

[pchaaair]

[He frowns-- Vriska seriously was the last troll he wanted to deal with at this point in time.]

Err, run, I guess, since I'm not, trying to fight them.

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

You're going to abscond again? Haven't you learned anything??

[There's a bitterness there in her words, and her feet slide into an offense stance. Whether she's planning to go after him or anything that may jump out, well- that's a mystery, isn't it?]

You're so pathetic it's embarrassing.

[pchaaair]

Sometimes, there are things that, you have to abscond from, even if, you don't think so.

[At her shift in position, he shifts a bit too. A bit more defensive than what he was initially. He doesn't want to fight if he can help it.]

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

You abscond from everything! There's a difference between running away when you're outclassed and running because you're wriggler.

[Frowning at him. This is frustrating. This isn't what she should be doing. Isn't what she wants to be doing.]

So are you gonna abscond now? Is that your next move?

[Taking a step toward him.]

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

[Still trying to find her sister, Taiwan left Castiel in order to brave the corridors again only to hear murmurs whispers and voices that made her jump whenever she could.

She knows about ghosts and often hears about horror stories from brother Japan and Korea and China and some of their horror stories were too much even for her, even if she has a lot of her stuff based on them too.

Looking around in the stairwell, she swore she saw someone in the dark but it's more so when she feels something [his horn] smack in to her face that she holds her face with a loud] AIYA!

[fracta-anima.livejournal.com]

Are you a friend of Kanaya-san's?

[He's real, not some trick, and man those horns are big. She's trying not to stare, but it's kind of hard not to with how different he looks from her.

Baby steps. She's trying with Kanaya. She can pull it off with him.]

[pchaaair]

It depends, on what you are going to do, to be honest. [If she's going to attack him, he'll abscond. He's not interested in starting anything with Vriska. He'll take an unconcious step back, although--

he will notice something behind Vriska. It's like something is getting nearer, no matter what, and his eyes are no longer focused on Vriska.]

[pchaaair]

[He's been starting to get used to being stared at, as much as he dislikes it. Tavros shifts a little uncomfortably, but nods.]

Uhh, yeah, I am, a friend of Kanaya's.

[pchaaair]

[Tavros jumps when he hears the sudden, and unexpected noise, as well as the dull thud of his huge horn hitting something. A noise that loud was something he hadn't expected in such a quiet place.]

Uhh-- I'm sorry, whoever you are, if that hurt you!

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, Poland's not having good luck looking for something to eat. Yes, he's in the corridors looking for something to eat. He obviously does not have good judgment and it's dark so hey, Tavros. He's bumping into you.]

Ow!

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

I-it's okay. I'm not sure what exactly that was that I ran in to but it sure hurt.

You're okay I hope? I'm sorry if I can't see too well in the dark...

[pchaaair]

That was, um, my horn. And, I am okay, but, I guess I want to make sure that, you're okay too, uh. It's kind of hard to see, sometimes, so, it's not your fault, really.

[pchaaair]

[TENSING UP A LITTLE, only to... realize it's not anything bad, really.]

Err, I'm sorry.

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

You have...horns? [Blinks and blindly reaches out again, trying to feel around since it's rather- fascinating and amazing that someone has horns!] How cool!

[pchaaair]

[He's not comfortable with them being touched, so he shies away from it a little, but...]

Err, I guess that, they are kind of cool, even if, they are sort of hard to deal with sometimes.

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

They must be wonderful to decorate! [Pulls her sleeves away shyly, feeling a little bad for making him uncomfortable.]

They'd look so cute with with flowers probably! I mean, just judging off of what I could feel or- what my face felt.

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

[He hears that voice and oh. It's a stranger. Hello, stranger. Poland does not know you and so he won't talk. Nope, he'll just freeze there. In the dark.]

[pchaaair]

I don't really, um, decorate my horns. [He's just awkward forever, don't worry Taiwan!]