Elian Zigmarl (Elian 2) (
absolute_perception) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-08-20 11:02 am
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No real escape
Characters: Elian Zigmarl and Ryuho Ryu
Setting: Room 1-12
Format: Prose
Summary: Elian has to help out a friend from his world. It's not going to be easy.
Warnings: Death talk, emotional breakdowns, and seismic upthrusts and a lot of other things that might not make a lot of sense.
With the arrival of Ryuho came the complicated matter of taking care of his leader. He had to choose his words carefully considering now that he had no memories. Elian made his way through the halls from his current location at the infirmary, to his friend's room. There really wasn't much that he could do other than to help Ryuho understand what was going on.
The navigation came easy to him, since he worked on these floors. It was a menial job but it had its benefits. The trek through the halls allowed him time to think. It was important to make sure that Ryuho knew precisely what was happening and he left very little to chance. It was a gamble he chose not to take by leaving his friend to face his issues alone.
The otherwise stoic boy didn't show any happiness on his face through his walk. It was as if it was business as usual with the same impassive expression. All those years of discipline and training made him socially invisible and rarely has he gone out of his way to explain anything other than to those that needed to know.
This was one such incident. His small hand reached up to knock on the door upon his approach to room 1-12.
Setting: Room 1-12
Format: Prose
Summary: Elian has to help out a friend from his world. It's not going to be easy.
Warnings: Death talk, emotional breakdowns, and seismic upthrusts and a lot of other things that might not make a lot of sense.
With the arrival of Ryuho came the complicated matter of taking care of his leader. He had to choose his words carefully considering now that he had no memories. Elian made his way through the halls from his current location at the infirmary, to his friend's room. There really wasn't much that he could do other than to help Ryuho understand what was going on.
The navigation came easy to him, since he worked on these floors. It was a menial job but it had its benefits. The trek through the halls allowed him time to think. It was important to make sure that Ryuho knew precisely what was happening and he left very little to chance. It was a gamble he chose not to take by leaving his friend to face his issues alone.
The otherwise stoic boy didn't show any happiness on his face through his walk. It was as if it was business as usual with the same impassive expression. All those years of discipline and training made him socially invisible and rarely has he gone out of his way to explain anything other than to those that needed to know.
This was one such incident. His small hand reached up to knock on the door upon his approach to room 1-12.

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"I see. Can you tell me who they are?" He stepped into the cafeteria, looking around curiously.
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He looked around and then went to collect some oatmeal.
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"She's very helpful in understanding things that the Tower does. I would follow her advice." He grabbed a spoon and moved toward a booth off to the side but facing the door.
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I see. I am wondering, you said that we are the only alter users here, but are there other people with powers?"
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He has been a victim of circumstance more than once yet he still didn't complain. It was all information that he could use later in gauging powers.
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"How do you feel about being here?"
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Otherwise, my doubts would be proven and we would have to find a way to keep order established. Therefore we are all given the impression that we are here for the reason of collection but I don't think that we are the last. Otherwise, you would not be able to exist and nor will I." He could talk about string dimensions but that theory alone has broken a lot of brains so far.
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He felt more in control discussing what he could do, then in dwelling on what he'd forgotten.
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Then, he smiled himself and gave a nod toward Ryuho. "I look forward to seeing you again."
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