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Ronald ☼ Knox ([personal profile] hardknoxlife) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2012-08-26 02:53 pm

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Characters: Ronald Knox and anyone else.
Setting: Starting off in the wrecks of the farm to the cathedral
Time: Floor 33 in the morning, Floor 13 in the afternoon
Format: Starting in action, will follow you.
Summary: Ronald retrieves a rather familiar looking pigeon and finally realizes the thing he'd been dreading
Warnings: For... reaper angst and pigeon shenanigans?

Floor 33:
[ Things had quieted down, to say the least. Truth be told, he was grateful for that. The whole fiasco with the tower nearly coming down and the whale was too much excitement for him to handle. Sure, it broke the monotony but that wasn't exactly the kind of excitement he was looking for. So Ronald had taken to wandering about the tower just to check for stragglers and the hopes that he could find his missing books.

The 33rd floor was a welcome break. He had to admit, seeing the light and the grass was good after all that despite the fact the place was an absolute wreck. With one step, he was off his mower and walking along when suddenly he heard the smallest sound that caught his attention. It was the coo of a pigeon. He'd know that sound anywhere. It caused him to look up, near frantically searching for the source of that coo when he found it right on the roof of the shed. That pigeon... he was sure he knew that pigeon but he had to make sure.

So if anyone would catch sight of him, they would walk in to him trying to reach up and coax the poor terrified bird from the roof of the shed... and failing miserably. ]


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Floor 13:

[ Much later after than pigeon fiasco would find Ronald curled up in one of the back pews. His legs are pulled up to his chest and that one particular pigeon has found himself nestled in his arms. But he's a changed Ronald, evident from the way he seemed to be devoid of his usual sunshine as his fingers lazily stroked the pigeon's head. This was where it began and strangely, it was fitting that this was where it ended. The first time he'd seen William's presence at the tower was here, when he was mulling over that nightmare he'd gotten from his death in the Labyrinth. Said pigeon, Julius as William had called him, seemed perfectly content hunched on the young reaper's chest and basking in the attention. ]

That's it then, eh, Jules? He's gone? Just like that?

[ There was a soft coo and Ronald ducked his head further, stifling the softest sniffle. ]

Didn't even get to fix anythin'. Now he's gone. Stupid bloody tower. Stupid bloody whale.

[ And he's gone and scrunched himself up into a ball with his knees to his chest and his head ducked down on them. Julius, unperturbed hops onto his shoulder like he belongs there, cooing ever so softly. Perhaps it would be too good for him to think that if he waited here long enough, he'd come back. He'd show up by the entrance the way he did that day and everything would be alright again. And around him, the mass continued in the same mumblings as it always did despite the condition of the cathedral itself. ]
doctor_dismemberment: (Default)

Floor 13

[personal profile] doctor_dismemberment 2012-08-26 01:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[He hadn't been intending to stop off at the cathedral. The place made him uncomfortable; too much muttering everywhere, and he was never sure if it was coming from the pews or from inside his head. Today, however, one of the murmured voices he hears as he passes by sounds louder than usual, if only by a little bit. It's familiar, but he can't place it, so he turns sharply to look into the room.]

What is-

[A head of bright yellow hair catches his attention. It's been a while since he's seen Ronald, but he remembers him nonetheless (always has to remember the people he meets, the people he talks to, just in case they give him trouble later on).]

Oh, it's you.

[He hooks his thumbs through his belt and takes a few steps into the room. The way the sound of his voice gets muffled makes him wince. Augh, he hates this floor.]
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Re: Floor 13

[personal profile] doctor_dismemberment 2012-08-26 02:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[Richtofen nods in greeting, and regards the pigeon with an unsure look before looking back to Rondald.]

As alright as it can be, I suppose. [He rolls his shoulders in a shrug.] Everybody is so solemn.

[He might be more concerned about everyone else's state if he was friendlier with more people. As it stands, he's mainly concerned with himself. But, because Ronald is one of the few people he's actually on... somewhat good terms with, he figures it wouldn't hurt to figure out why he looks so upset.]

...Including you, apparently.

[That's Richtofen's way of asking why Ronald isn't acting like his usual chipper self.

A smile tugs at the corners of his lips.]
Did the bird insult you or something? [He is not very good at this "being concerned for an acquaintance" thing.]
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[personal profile] doctor_dismemberment 2012-08-26 02:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[Richtofen hesitates for a moment, ever wary, before taking a seat. He crosses his arms and looks up toward the arched ceiling of the cathedral, trying to remember if he's seen anybody matching Ronald's description.]

Hm...

[He vaguely recalls seeing somebody like that around here and there, but they've never spoken. And the last time he saw him was a while ago, not anytime soon enough to make note of.]

No, I haven't.

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technologic: (❦ Is burning to the ground)

Floor 33

[personal profile] technologic 2012-08-26 02:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[April blinks as she watches him try to coax the bird from the roof for a moment, before slowly approaching.]

... Um, hey, do you need any help?
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[personal profile] technologic 2012-08-26 03:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Umm... [She looks around for a few moments, before turning back towards him with a shake of her head.]

Nope, can't see any other pigeons around here besides him.
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[personal profile] technologic 2012-09-03 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[She blinks at him, and then glances up at the pigeon.]

... If you want, I can climb up and get him.

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[personal profile] tempus_scorpius 2012-08-26 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Here's Rolo just watching him from the shadows.]
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[personal profile] tempus_scorpius 2012-08-27 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[he speaks up after a while]

Are you sure that's your pigeon?
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[personal profile] tempus_scorpius 2012-08-28 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
So they... bring animals here too?

[looks at the pigeon then back at the Ronald] Do you need help?

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Floor 33

[personal profile] myblueskies 2012-08-26 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
I can get him sir! [Romeo had been watching him for a few moments and could see what he was trying to reach. He jogged closer to Ronald with a grin.]

I'm a real good climber and I think I'm not too heavy!
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[personal profile] myblueskies 2012-08-28 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Mister William T Spears bird sir? [He began climbing carefully, pulling himself up onto the shed trying to keep his weight spread.]
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[personal profile] myblueskies 2012-09-01 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)
It's called Jules? [Romeo edged across the damaged shed carefully] Jules? I wont hurt you, I'm your friend!

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complementing: (✿ what rice on my face? [ UNICORN ])

Floor 33

[personal profile] complementing 2012-08-28 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Ron? What are you doing?

[Minako is staring from the staircase, a little perplexed. She'd been on her way to do a little reconnaissance of the floors higher up when she'd noticed him.]
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[personal profile] complementing 2012-09-06 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
He doesn't look hurt on the outside at least-- no broken wing or leg, I mean. [She peeks up at the roof of the shed, reaching up to try and coax him down too.] Here Jules, here boy!