towerofanimus | speak no feeling no I don't believe you

Characters: [AU1] Platina and you, maybe?
Setting: Various locations
Format: Prefer action, but I'll roll with whatever you want to roll with.
Summary: Platina arrives in the Tower. Stuff ensues.
Warnings: Not sure, will update if there are any. Please note that Platina cannot speak to your characters. She can write, though.

[Room 3-05]

[Platina jolts awake, as would anyone else under these circumstances. She blinks, uncomprehending for a moment. She manages to get her clothes on quickly though, after finding them in the trunk.

She reaches over to the letter nearby and reads it. A long moment passes as she comprehends this. Your world has been destroyed. She's not sure if she should be upset or happy about this-

Anyone who comes in, or wakes up here, will find her just sitting there, head bowed as she stares at the letter. She's trying not to cry, you see.]

[Floor 22]

[She's just gotten out of Floor 23 and is now looking around in confusion, her eyebrows furrowed. She's paying less attention to the artwork and more attention to the stairs because...

Seriously? What was that? She's pretty sure there was a floor there...but a quick check of her notebook shows that if there was, she didn't speak to anyone there. So now she's just fluttering around the gallery, hand in front of her mouth thoughtfully. What just happened?]

[Floor 13]

[Platina can be found wandering here with an expression of awe on her face as she observes the architecture and the stained glass. She's never seen anything like it. The quiet, the vast nature of it, the lack of connection to the outside world...for some reason, she likes it.]

[Cafeteria]

[You knew this was going to happen. Platina is sitting at one of the tables with a generally displeased look on her face as she eats the oatmeal. Bleh! This is horrible! From time to time she draws abstract, yet annoyed scribbles in her notebook. It's as close as she can get to announcing that she can't stand this stuff.]

Threaded | Flat

[Mornings had always been the easiest part of the day at the tower, perhaps the most enjoyable, if only because he had more room to work with in the kitchen. Making himself a chef of sorts here, it did help him trying to get other thoughts off of his mind. It was then that he spotted the young woman eating the oatmeal, and not liking it at all. Expected.

He walks to her, handing her some sugar.]

Use this. It will make it more bearable to eat.

[Lenneth handled the sleep paralysis with all the grave and maturity expected of a goddess. She breathed in deeply when it wore off, enjoying the feeling of being able to breathe again, reminded of Hrists' hostile takeover of her body with startling clarity at the feeling of the paralysis. Or would it be considered a lack of feeling? Regardless, Lenneth liked the feeling of control over her own body.

She nearly didn't notice the young woman nearby as she sat up, tugging at the collar and the tight jumpsuit. The goddess turned her eyes to the letter and suppressed a sob as she read it over. She was still All-Mother and in front of this girl, she would show nothing that could be used against her. Lenneth simply stood and went to her trunk, pulling it open and using Ether to switch the suit for her armor. She clipped Levantine around her waist then and stood, glad to have the familiar weight of armor and a weapon.

The sight of Gungnir in pieces concerned her but she could reassemble it easily enough when she had need of it. If she would need it. And then she turned to Platina and couldn't hide her surprise of stifle the gasp that escaped her.

She knew this girl...]

[ Stalking your every movement. Oh, and even Lenneth is here, isn't she? That is just glorious and beautiful.

For now, he'll just stalk Platina whenever he can. Spying whatever she does, whatever she says. Since Lenneth is here, he'll split the work into two. If Platina ever has the feeling someone looks at her, by the time she turns to check, there will be no one to be seen. ]

[Cafeteria]

Room 3-05 (obviously and forgive the tl;dr)

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