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Characters: Dark Precure [open to all]
Setting: Near room 3-03
Format: Prose, but will accept any kind of replies
Summary: Dark Precure has arrived in the tower. She's not happy.
Warnings: An angry magical girl with destructive powers is on the loose. There will be fighting.

The last thing she remembered was her father, and then oblivion.

Oblivion. The only peace Dark Precure had ever enjoyed, far from her. The individual she was a shadow of. From the fact that she was her imitation, that she was not Tsukikage Yuri. That her father made her out of love for the person she was copied from.

Peace, and freedom from the uncertainty, and the intense violent drive to claim what was never her's.

And then, that peace ended.

She was awake. She was in a strange place that wasn't Dune's fortress. Where was she?! Who had brought her here?! Where was her father?

Without even bothering to read the paper explaining things, she tore her way out of her room, dark energy exploding outward as she made her way into the hall.

"WHAT IS THIS PLACE?! WHO BROUGHT ME HERE?! WHERE IS PROFESSOR SABAAKU?!"

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Nanoha didn't flinch much at this. She was used to having far larger instruments of magical mass destruction pointed at her, to be honest.

"You're not?" she asked simply, her tone still light and gentle.

"THE LAST THING I REMEMBER WAS DYING IN MY FATHER'S ARMS!" she shrieked. "AND THEN I WAKE UP HERE! I DEMAND ANSWERS!"

Nanoha stared for a few moments. This one certainly seemed desperate, and overly distraught at what she was facing. It was understandable, especially if what she said rang true.

"I see," she said, quietly at first, before continuing. "To be honest, answers are what a lot of us are looking for. Some have been doing just that for many months now. The operators of this Tower say one thing, but I'd say there's significant doubt in spite of all that..."

She eased towards Dark Precure a little bit more. Beating around the bush on the matter wouldn't help matters, she realized.

"Those operators... They claim our worlds have been destroyed. That may or may not be the case, but either way all of us trapped here are stuck here together. There's no need to fight among ourselves, then, is there?"

At this, Dark Precure froze. Her body went absolutely rigid, her pupils shrinking.

Worlds? Destroyed?

She stood there, frozen, for several long moments...

... before she began to steadily, eerily laugh.

Nanoha stopped in her tracks, and scrunched her brow a bit.

Well, there was of course always the chance that such types were a might bit psychotic. Behind her back, she opened her palm, where Raising Heart currently rested in its jewel form.

Her expression didn't otherwise change much.

"Miss...?"

"... We did it..." Dark Precure replied.

"The world... destroyed... consumed in desert..." she looked back up at Nanoha, a mad look in her eyes. "WE DID IT! THE DESERT APOSTLES SUCCEEDED!"

Nanoha ... well, blinked. She wasn't quite sure how to react to that, to be terribly honest.

"Miss, if what we've been told is true," she went on, her tone unwavering in spite of Dark Precure's hysteria, "the so-called destruction is an event that's happened upon many worlds. There are far more than just yours, or my own. If that were to be believed, then it may not be that which you're speaking of..."

She could only make so much sense out of what Dark Precure was saying, but either way she didn't terribly like what she was hearing.

"Then they must have moved on!" Dark Precure exclaimed. "With one world destroyed... they continued on! Until all heart flowers were wilted! My father's work... Dune... it was all realized!"

The way this person spoke, and how excited she seemed to be over this thought... It twisted a bit of a knot in Nanoha's stomach. She attempted to maintain her composure, though her tone shifted a bit.

"Miss, I think you've had a bit of a shock with your arrival here..."

After all, if something like that were the case... why would this girl here be trapped with them?

"Shock?" she replied. "Shock? Shock nothing! This is the greatest moment of-"

Then she stopped.

And her eyes widened.

Because she'd realized the same thing Nanoha had. That if what she said was true, why would she be here? And if their worlds were gone, then that meant...

"Father..."

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Nanoha closed her eyes and gave an understanding nod, though she dared not yet step forward again. The high probability of setting this girl off probably wasn't something she wanted to test just yet.

"It may not be true, of course," she said quietly, and opened her eyes once more. "The destruction of our worlds. There's always the chance that it isn't... but we are trapped her. All of us."

Whatever Nanoha said, Dark Precure didn't appear to be listening. She dropped to her knees, trembling, her Dark Tact clattering to the floor.

"Father... they destroyed you... Dune... everything..."

Nanoha frowned and walked over towards her, then. She still kept a notion of caution with her, but despite that, she knelt down before Dark Precure.

"Like I said, there's still the chance what we're being told about our worlds is false. But all of us here must do our best to push forward to figure out just what's going on. And that means taking care of one another."

She held out a hand, smiling just a bit.

"My name is Nanoha."

Dark Precure looked up, an angry look on her face. She wanted to backhand this woman, strike her down... but at the same time...

... she could clearly not afford to make any more enemies here.

For now she needed to focus on surviving.

"Dark Precure," she said, flatly.

Nanoha caught the look and retracted her hand. At the very least, she wasn't throwing explosive energy at her face. That was, if nothing else, progress.

Still, that wasn't much of a name, was it? Dark Precure... she wanted to inquire further, but also knew prying wouldn't get her very far yet.

Letting out a breath, she stood up and smiled lightly down at the other girl.

"If you would like, I could help get you acclimated to this place...?"

"... It appears I shall have to endure for the time being," she said. "So I shall allow you to do so... for now."

Well. That was something, anyway, and if it kept her from going on a rampage, all the better.

"Okay then!" Nanoha replied, cheerful in tone. "First, we'll see about getting you something to eat, and then go from there."

"... are you certain I require food immediately?" she asked, sounding a bit annoyed.

Nanoha's lips twitched in a slightly nervous smile.

"Well, I guess that might be presumptuous... but it's going to be something you'll have to do. I'm afraid the first meal isn't very nice, so you'd be better to get it out of the way first."

"I don't really care if food is nice or not," she replied. "But please, explain regardless."

Nanoha smiled a bit nervously.

"Well, you see," she went on, "something about this Tower - either the food, or whatever may have been done to us before we arrived... If we don't consume this certain oatmeal as our first meal, anything else may come up. Um. Violently."

A brief pause.

"Then by all means," she said, looking disgusted. "Show me where I can procure this meal."

Nanoha's smile lost the nervous edge to it, and she nodded.

"Certainly! Just follow me and I'll lead the way."

And thus, lead she did.

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