Multi-tasking

[fusedstars]

 Characters: Hei and you
Setting: Floors 1 and 25
Format: Prose, but can be action too
Summary: Hei gets started on cooking and fighting lessons, and some downtime
Warnings: possible slapping around people?

Floor 1 - Morning

Breakfast, the most important meal of the day. Really, Hei was up for cooking about almost anything he could get his hands on, if edible. And that's what he was doing, making a nice healthy breakfast, with some very tasting looking meals to boot. Truly, he was talented. Still, he was far from done, having just gotten started.

And seemed to be waiting for others to see what they would want, or if they were willing to learn. Wait and see.

Floor 25 - Afternoon

He had sent out a private message to those interested in training. And thankfully, floor 25 was the safest place it seemed. He had heard other people going there, and he did some investigating the day before, and thus far, everything was okay. Out of everywhere in this damn tower, it was the safest spot to train, and plenty of room for everyone to do their training. For the time being, Hei sat in the field, legs crossed and sighing, waiting for those interested in learning to come. The sooner, the better.

Or maybe you are here to spar? Either way, Hei was your man.

Floor 25 - Night

With training and cooking done, the final part of his day was almost done. Floor 25 seemed the safest in the night, and proven so when he hardly encountered any type of dangerous creature. He should be patrolling, but there were other things in mind, such as testing out a certain little gift the doctors gave him, to see the stars above. And he was doing just that, looking through his telescope and gazing up at the sky.

However, for his favorite activity, he seemed far sadder than most would, a heavy frown on his face, far more different than usual. Maybe it had to do with this tower, maybe it had to do with a certain woman and the rest of his friends, but most importantly, it was all of the above. Soon enough, he sighed heavily, sitting back on the grass. He didn't mind fake stars. Really, he just wanted to be alone right now. Knowing his luck though, that would not happen.

Comments

[wrigurun]

Wriggle simply shrugged her shoulders, not really understanding any of what he just said.
"Maybe there just isn't. Why does there have to be something wrong?"

[fusedstars]

"Because maybe there can be an opening for all of us to take advantage of to escape for a later time."

[wrigurun]

Again she squints up at the sky, not fully understanding the point he's trying to make.
"Wouldn't you just hit the ceiling though? I mean, there's another floor above this, right?"

[fusedstars]

"A flaw is a flaw, and who is to say those flaws can lead to other weaknesses, or perhaps even weaken this tower."

[wrigurun]

She isn't really following this at all. When Wriggle thought of a flawed tower she thought of one that didn't function well as a tower. This place only looked like a tower half the time, so as far as she was concerned it was already flawed.

"So you want to make it... not a tower?"

[fusedstars]

He sighs just a tad. Trying to explain this to someone of her brain level was a bit...frustrating. Maybe he had just not been saying it the wrong way.

"That isn't what I am trying to say. I'm trying to explain how such flaws can be taken advantage of, be used as a means of escape or some other method."

[wrigurun]

None of this was getting to her, it really wasn't.
"So you mean like... being able to fly again on the floor with no walls?" Wriggle shrugged.

[fusedstars]

....It was amazing how much patience a Contractor could hold.

"I mean escape from the tower. Find an opening, break through, and leave this place, for good."

[wrigurun]

"Yeah, exactly! You could do that if you could fly out of the floor with no walls!"

It's exactly like she'd been saying all along. Although it sounds like she'll just end up talking in circles.

[fusedstars]

"Just...forget about it."

She didn't quite get it, in his mind. And right now, his relaxation was going horribly, patience growing thinner.

[wrigurun]

Wriggle gave a small pout, as if her terribly short memory was being insulted as well.

"Fine, it's not like I need your tele-thingy to look at the stars anyway!"

And she floated away to sulk in another corner of the field.

[fusedstars]

He merely sighed and sat back down on the grass, lying back down. Again, stress needed to be relieved, and without more people to bother him, he was more than happy to just relax.

Or at least try to.