1st Death

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1st Death

Characters: Dextera and you!
Setting: Starting in room 3-10 and then various floors.
Format: Action, but I'll match you.
Summary: Dextera woke up after dying back home and found out the world ended. ~~Again.~~ Problem with that is he was supposed to fix it to ease his sins. Kinda can't do that now.
Warnings: None.

[According to the note, Dextera had failed. The world was destroyed. It was gone and his sin wouldn't be fixed. That guilt wouldn't go away.

He left the room he found himself in as quietly as he could and made his way around the tower. Upwards instead of going down. That was oddly strange in itself but Dextera didn't notice it as much as he should have. The mute just continued to wander, on occasion fiddling with the collar covered by the neck of his shirt. Dextera didn't understand why he had that now either, but then again, he didn't understand a lot of things.

...he'd like an answer, now that he thought about it. Where there people here that could give him an answer? It looked like people lived here. Maybe he wasn't the only one from his world here. Was the Archangel here? Maybe. Dextera should find him if that was the case.

So the mute starts walking a little faster in search of someone who wasn't there, peaking around the corners carefully. He was sure he wasn't in the Neuro Tower anymore, but it never hurt to be safe. Dextera didn't want to die again.]

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[Even if he was the only one from his world, he wasn't alone in this tower, and if he hadn't figured as much out yet, he was about to.

Yuko, for her part, was on her way to the seventh floor to blow off some steam and go for a swim, and was dressed accordingly. It was approaching the elevator that she came across the confused looking young man, and deciding the least she could do was offer some assistance, she approached.]

Hey. Looking for something?

[the voice causes him to jump, probably because Dextera had been more prepared to hear the Archangel's voice than another's. but when he turns to look, he can't help but stare.

a normal-looking human being. no extra limbs...no distortions. where was he that someone didn't suffer from them?

...you might need to ask him again since he's too surprised to answer.]

...Are you okay?

[Well, not the reaction she'd expected. Was he that surprised to see another person there? The way he just kept staring-

Wait, she was in her swimsuit. This guy was staring at her in her swimsuit. Blatantly. Immediately, her cheeks go beet red, and her arms instinctively cover up as much as they're able to.]

I swim, alright? It's good exercise! You don't have to leer at me like you've never seen a girl in a swimsuit before!

[it takes a minute for memeory to kick him in the head and reminds the mute that not everyone liked being stared at, even if you just stumbled across the first non-distorted human you've ever seen in your life.

that, and the tone of her voice clues Dextera in that he was doing something wrong. though in his defence, he hasn't seen a girl in a swimsuit before.

his gaze drops to the floor and he fidgets. Dextera looks apologetic enough, but he still hasn't said anything.]

[His reaction is easy enough to read, thankfully, since he's still not saying anything. She bends down, trying to get back in his line of sight, in order to look him in the eye, a curious expression on her face.]

...You haven't, have you?

[His silence unnerves her a bit at first, but after thinking about it, a thought occurs to her.]

Umm, sorry, but can you talk, or are you...

[he looks up slowly and shakes his head. no to both, but to make sure he was being clear, Dextera tapped his throat and shook his head again. the mute had trouble getting messages across and he wasn't completely sure what they were going to do with him. Meta-Beings, he knew quite well what they would do. normal humans? not so much.

...it was kind of sad, now that he thought about it.]

[Well, if anything, she'll try to pull some positive out of this. Hopefully it'll be enough to make him feel more at ease.]

Well, at least we know you can understand me, so that's something. Can you write? Don't worry about the language, people should be able to read it.

[that would be nice.

writing...? oh right, crafting words. he could do that! Dextera nods and he does relax a little bit. if it was something he could do, it wasn't so hard. ~~and it didn't involve dying either! always nice.~~]

[~~There will come a time.~~ She nods in kind, a warm smile on her face.]

Just gimme five minutes so I can change into something more decent, and I'll help you look for something to write with, alright? C'mon, my room's a short walk from the stairs, so just follow me. And stay close, in case anything shows up.

[It's a short walk to the stairs from where they are, as well, so she starts moving, motioning him to follow, not going too far until she's sure he's sticking with her.]

[~~oh probably, since the mun isn't nice.~~ but he's following! and looking like a lost puppy, but that's par for the corse when it comes to him. Dextera is staying a little ways back because he is still not sure about what would happen (and what had already happened with the note saying the world ended again).

but maybe there was the chance she knew where the Archangel was. he could ask, if she didn't mind, once he could write.]

[They're at the door to 215 in no time, and after letting him know with a quick hand gesture to stay put, she enters, closing the door behind her.]

I'll be right out. Knock if you see anything.

[Some shuffling sounds can be heard from inside as she rifles through her roommates' trunks for something resembling pen and paper, and after about a minute, she exits, jeans and a t-shirt on over her swimsuit but otherwise empty handed.]

Well, nothing here, so I guess we should check the library first. There's bound to be something to write with there.

[She leads him back to the elevator, seeing what conversation she can make with him until he's able to talk back.]

Mind me asking a few yes or no questions along the way?

[Dextera is looking around when she comes back out, although he's not sure what he's looking for. ~~guess someone missed the memo about monsters being in the tower.~~

but when she asks about yes and no questions, Dextera nods. he could answer those. it didn't take much.]

[New guy, walking around, looking like he's looking for something, peaking around corners? Yep, sounds like a newbie to him! Ever since coming here he'd felt a bit more helpful than he had usually been back home, so he cautiously came up behind the person, a bit curious himself.]

Excuse me...? Are you lost?

[that causes him to jump. things that usually came up from behind him tended to have bad intentions, but when he turns around Dextera can't help but stare. a normal human. there's no signs of distortions...just a regular human. ~~as far as he can tell anyways.~~

might want to ask that again. he seems to surprised to answer.]

[Don't worry, he's definitely normal. It's the manifestation of an ancient Time God that would be the inhuman one.]

--Uh! Sorry! [He kind of jumped back a little bit himself, mostly for gear of him not wanting to hurt him or anything.] Don't worry...! I'm not trying to hurt you or anything... Are you OK...?

[it takes Dextera a minute to remember that staring isn't polite and he drops his gaze, nodding. he was fine, the world ending for a second time thing was the only thing that was upsetting the mute.

speaking of, he taps his throat and shakes his head. hopefully Jun gets what he means by that.]

You can't speak...?

[Luckily, Jun's a tad bit smarter than most of his other friends, so it didn't take him too long. Hopefully that was all, and he didn't have some sort of bug in his throat or something.]

[he nods. good...sometimes he wasn't able to get a message across all that well and he did not know what would happen now that he was here and found by someone. but this person looked safe, so maybe they were fine...]

[Well it was good that that was the only reason he wasn't talking. But then the second problem became about communication...and he didn't know sign language or anything...]

Are you new here? Is there... anything I can do to help you right now?

[Dextera nods but realizes he couldn't ask. no voice...he had blood to write with though...

the mute bites down hard enough on his finger to draw blood and ducks down to write a message.]

Don't know where I am.

[Jun couldn't help but wince when the guy drew his own blood to communicate. It... certainly did the trick, but he made a mental note to make sure they found him another way to communicate.]

It's... It's some sort of tower. [He began, once he regained his composure.] Other than it not being our home, that's all they've felt inclined to share with us.

You could easily live here-- [You know, aside from the monsters--] but there doesn't seem to be any way out.

[Dextera tilts his head and scribbles something else down.]

They said my home was gone. But I want to go back. [he needed to go back.]

We can't. Either our homes truly are destroyed, or they're determined to keep us away from them. And either way, no one's been able to figure out how to leave. I'm, sorry....

[now he really looks upset and doesn't write anything for a minute. so it was true...he did fail. maybe that death was one too many.]

It's okay.

[He can't help but deepen his frown even more, despite the reassurance.]

The best we can do now is cope I suppose... maybe, we should find something to help you communicate better. I don't think it'd be entirely pleasant to have to cut yourself whenever you need to...

I don't mind.

[he holds up his hand to prove his point. although it's going slowly the cut was already healing. provided nothing decided to chop his head off in the next few minutes, it would be okay to continute writing like this.]

Ah--! [The speed at which the cut was healing definitely caught him by surprised. It's only a little, but he's visibly shocked.

Once he gets over the initial surprise, he's... well he's still kind of bewildered, but at least it wasn't too bad?] Um... if you're sure....

[Dextera tilts his head slightly. he hadn't expected that kind of reaction, but then again, this person seemed normal ~~manifestation of his psyche aside.~~. maybe fixing himself like this wasn't normal.]

Sorry if this isn't good.

[~~That's totally normal though, right?~~]

No, if you're OK with it, it's fine. [He's preeeeetty unsure, but he's smiling nevertheless.] I'm more worried about you, to be honest. But I guess since you can heal it's not too bad.

[~~totally.~~

Dextera blinks when Jun says he's worried about him but moves on.]

Is there anything I can do here?

Um... [Hmm...]

I know there's an organized effort to try and deal with this place, and escape. But I don't think anyone's figured out how to leave yet. I'm sure there are plenty of people that could use help though...

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