SO YOU FEEL ENTITLED TO A SENSE OF CONTROL

[hardbody]

Characters: Zelgadis Greywords & you, perhaps
Setting: Room 3-06, then various places in the Tower
Format: Action
Summary: There's a new ... chimera ... in town, and he's wandering about in a (grumpy, frustrated) daze

[He's woken up; he's recovered from the paralysis; he's read the letters.  Now he's standing by what is, ostensibly, his bed now, trying to recover from shock and dismay.  To be honest, he doesn't believe that his world's been destroyed for a second--or perhaps he just refuses to believe it.  Doing so would mean accepting a reality in which the Monster race got what it wanted, after all, and that just couldn't be tolerated.

It was rapidly clear that very little was tolerable about his new circumstances, in fact.  He paces the room in agitation, noting its features, questioning whoever happens to come in or already be there.]

 
[This floor looks promising.  He'll be wandering the stacks, searching for information, and occasionally sitting down with a book that looks relevant or interesting.  While he quickly realizes that nothing here actually illuminates his situation, he keeps paging through the books anyway.  This is obviously a new world, with its own strange history and rules, and maybe he can find SOMETHING of use here, even if it's not specifically about the tower.]




[Ugh.  Oatmeal.  

Zelgadis pulls down his hood and takes off his mask to eat this gruel, frowning suspiciously the entire time.]

Comments

Library

[alephbet]

[Aleph is also searching through the stacks and coming to the same conclusion.]

I saw a second library on the nineteenth floor, but I don't know if you'd have more luck there.

[hardbody]

[flipping through some worthless book on some equally worthless subject!] Hmm. I hope so. This has proven completely fruitless so far.

[alephbet]

The books are thicker. That's about all I can say about that, since I only glanced and it's my first day.

[hardbody]

Same here. [which means neither of them know much of anything about what's happened to them. He shuts the book with a snap and replaces it on the shelf.] I take it you woke up with a note about a destroyed world, too.

[alephbet]

Right. I don't really believe it.

[hardbody]

I'm not sure I do, either, but it really doesn't matter if we can't leave.

[alephbet]

It matters a little to me. I worked hard making sure it wasn't destroyed before.

cafeteria

[aurous]

[ Sweet fire lord, is that a familiar head of spiky blue hair at that table?!

She shuffles forward. Yes, yes, familiar...

Shuffle shuffle...

It fuckin' is! ]

Oh, Mr. Zelgadis! [ cries Filia, clapping her hands together pretty much right next to his ear. ] They've got you, too! This is terrible!

Re: cafeteria

[hardbody]

[oh, damn, it's Filia! CUE ENORMOUS SURPRISE AND RELIEF--wait, 'got you'? That's not good language. He winces, both due to that and to the RINGING IN HIS EARS.]

Filia--what do you mean? Who are 'they'? What is this place?

[aurous]

[ Her shrieking is a sound for sore ears, isn't it? Don't lie, man! ]

This is the Tower. It hasn't got a proper name... As for 'they', well... [ She tilts her head, resting her cheek in one gloved hand. ] The monsters who run it, is the best I can give you.

[hardbody]

[well, the familiar is surely always preferable to the unfamiliar! He looks nonplussed at her response, though.]

Which is to say, almost nothing. Great.

[aurous]

Besides that! [ Oh my gosh Zelgadis you are not going to believe this-- ] Did you know Miss Lina is here? And Xellos, too!

[hardbody]

[he's clearly glad about Lina, but his expression darkens at the mention of Xellos. Grumbling.] Why him, of all people. He's probably in league with whoever's controlling this whole situation.

Cafeteria

[dragonspooker]

[Well, someone's going to spot you, Zel - thankfully, it's a familiar face! Though one that looks a little different than the last time she was seen - no talismans, and aren't those the same shoulderpads and sword from when the two of you first met...?]

...Zel? Zel?!

[hardbody]

[these details definitely don't escape his notice. Regardless, he smiles at seeing her approach.]

So you're here, too, huh?

[dragonspooker]

I've been here, for who knows how long at this point!

[Must not show worry, must keep cool. Can't let it be known that the great Lina Inverse actually is capable of caring about her friends.]

...so, uh. How'd that whole Copy Rezo thing work out with me gone, huh?

[hardbody]

Maybe you can tell me what's going on, then. [pause. Why is she worried about something they handled years ago?] Er--we--defeated him. You were there.

[dragonspooker]

All I can gather is some jerks have pulled us into this place for whatever sick, twisted ends they have. They kind of act like Mazoku with the tormenting, but they aren't, from what I can tell. I dunno what to think about what they say about our worlds, though...

[She pauses, then frowns, recalling her punishment for failing in the Labyrinth.]

They seem to be able to get into our heads, too. Know what makes us tick.

[Zel's comment gets a frustrated noise, and she slumps down into a chair, and leans on her elbow.] Last I recall, he was still kickin' our butts, and Sylphiel stopped me from using the Giga Slave...

[hardbody]

It could be true. It could be a ploy to keep us complacent. It doesn't change the situation either way.

[his frown matches hers when she brings up the Tower's ability to get into its residents' heads, but he's distracted by her apparent enormous memory loss??] You died after that. [pause for effect.] But you got better.

Cafeteria

[forceless]

Gross, huh?

[Ah, many a times he has seen someone stare distastefully at the oatmeal. He didn't have much to do right now, so Ven had welcomed himself to a seat across from Zegladis, with a plate of Kimchi and tea.]

Don't worry, you only have to eat it once if you don't want to have any more. [....] Make sure you eat it at least once though, otherwise you... won't have a taste for anything else here.

[hardbody]

[This is good information, and it encourages him to keep shoveling the stuff down.] Thanks for letting me know. I was about to give up and throw it away.

[forceless]

Heh, no problem. I know the feeling. [And he casually shovels some of the whatever he took from the cafeteria into his mouth. And at least has manners enough to finish eating that before speaking again.]

It's pretty bland, but it's not the worst thing out here.

[hardbody]

[dryly.] From what I've learned, I'd say this is the least of my worries.

[forceless]

Well there's monsters, blackouts, weird mad science experiments, and sometimes the floor falls out underneath you.

[Juuuust another Tuesday.]

[hardbody]

And there's nothing anyone can do about it, huh?