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towerofanimus2012-07-07 03:12 am
nemophila) wrote in towerofanimus2012-07-07 03:12 am
002 | Vega and Altair
Characters: Jun Kurosu and anyone!
Setting: Floor 32, during the Day, and Floor 11 at Night.
Format: Starting in prose, but I can do whatever.
Summary: It's around the time of the Tanabata Festival, and come rain or shine, Jun would find some way to celebrate.
Warnings: Probably spoilers for Persona 2: Innocent Sin, and gratuitous paper burning.
[Daytime, Floor 32]
Despite all the crap going on, Jun was able to at least figure out what the date was. Tanabata had always been his favorite holiday-- even despite all of the issues and problems that had arisen from that day all those years ago, it was still the first day he had ever met his friends. And plus, this place could probably use a little pick-me-up.
He'd been able to gather up some paper (though colors were limited) and pens, but unfortunately there wasn't really any bamboo around the Tower as far as he'd seen. So, instead he had to make do with the normal trees in the forest. He'd settled himself under one of the trees on the Thirty-Second floor, a few paper strips with writing on them already hung up on some high up branches, along with a few strings of paper cranes and streamers for decoration.
At the moment, he was sitting on one of the roots, working on folding another crane to add to another string.
[Nighttime, Floor 11]
Hours after night had fallen, Jun had made his way down to the Eleventh Floor. Admittedly waiting so long and having to fight through the more.... active monsters, hadn't been his best planning, but at least he had made it. And he had an armful of tree branches and paper decorations, while still leaving a good amount on the tree on Floor 32.
He seated himself by the lake, next to a stream that would eventually fall off the edge of the tower. His expression was much more somber, now that night had fallen. Every now and then, he'd summon Suzaku above him, hold out a streamer, or a crane, or one of the strips, and Suzaku would light it on fire with an Agi spell-- with a rather large blast of fire, but a fire nonetheless. Once the paper was sufficiently ablaze, Suzaku would disperse, and he'd toss the paper onto the water. Most of the time the flame would burn out before it got very far, but sometimes it would flicker long enough to make it over the edge of the river.
Jun kept watching the decorations flow regardless, spacing out as he watched them go. Technically he should've been doing this after a few days for the end of the festival, but well-- he wasn't really sure he wouldn't be busy with more misfortune in a day or two.
Setting: Floor 32, during the Day, and Floor 11 at Night.
Format: Starting in prose, but I can do whatever.
Summary: It's around the time of the Tanabata Festival, and come rain or shine, Jun would find some way to celebrate.
Warnings: Probably spoilers for Persona 2: Innocent Sin, and gratuitous paper burning.
[Daytime, Floor 32]
Despite all the crap going on, Jun was able to at least figure out what the date was. Tanabata had always been his favorite holiday-- even despite all of the issues and problems that had arisen from that day all those years ago, it was still the first day he had ever met his friends. And plus, this place could probably use a little pick-me-up.
He'd been able to gather up some paper (though colors were limited) and pens, but unfortunately there wasn't really any bamboo around the Tower as far as he'd seen. So, instead he had to make do with the normal trees in the forest. He'd settled himself under one of the trees on the Thirty-Second floor, a few paper strips with writing on them already hung up on some high up branches, along with a few strings of paper cranes and streamers for decoration.
At the moment, he was sitting on one of the roots, working on folding another crane to add to another string.
[Nighttime, Floor 11]
Hours after night had fallen, Jun had made his way down to the Eleventh Floor. Admittedly waiting so long and having to fight through the more.... active monsters, hadn't been his best planning, but at least he had made it. And he had an armful of tree branches and paper decorations, while still leaving a good amount on the tree on Floor 32.
He seated himself by the lake, next to a stream that would eventually fall off the edge of the tower. His expression was much more somber, now that night had fallen. Every now and then, he'd summon Suzaku above him, hold out a streamer, or a crane, or one of the strips, and Suzaku would light it on fire with an Agi spell-- with a rather large blast of fire, but a fire nonetheless. Once the paper was sufficiently ablaze, Suzaku would disperse, and he'd toss the paper onto the water. Most of the time the flame would burn out before it got very far, but sometimes it would flicker long enough to make it over the edge of the river.
Jun kept watching the decorations flow regardless, spacing out as he watched them go. Technically he should've been doing this after a few days for the end of the festival, but well-- he wasn't really sure he wouldn't be busy with more misfortune in a day or two.
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He was still trying to keep up cheerfulness, but there was certainly a bit of sadness there, and he eventually resumed folding. "Mine never had much time for it; so I usually just celebrated with my friends."
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"So long as you had fun, it doesn't matter." He tries to brighten up a little, the mood apparently having taken a dip again. "It celebrates a union, after all." Even if it is from a tragic forbidden love story, the ending is at least hopeful.
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Jun gathered the other cranes he had made in his hand, and grabbed a thinner, more rectangular blank piece of paper and a pen in his other hand. "It's also a celebration of dreams; even in a place with no past or foreseeable future."
He held the blank piece of paper and pen out to Aphrodi. "It's customary to make one even when you're alone... Some people think it's silly, but you look like you could use one." Everyone could use one in this place, to be honest.
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He stays sat down when Jun gets up, though, instead looking up curiously at him, and then the paper and pen. It's blank... Nothing immediately comes to mind when he thinks about a 'wish', but it would be rude not to take something offered to him.
"Ah... thanks. I suppose you're right." He takes it a little gingerly and stares at the pen. "I'm suppose wishing for a way out is a little too much to ask for, isn't it?" there's a small laugh indicating that it's a joke, although he looks semi-serious.
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"It might take the stars a while to grant that one, yes." It was kind of...disparaging to admit that it was gonna be hard to get out of here, but then he's been in worse situations before! Sort of. "Although I suppose it never hurts to try."
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"Patience is a virtue, after all." Aphrodi stands up also, and hands the pen back to Jun. He's a little curious to find out how long this tower has been around for but... it's probably not the best question to ask.