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towerofanimus2012-08-26 02:53 pm
hardknoxlife) wrote in 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. ]
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. ]
---
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. ]
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[looks at the pigeon then back at the Ronald] Do you need help?
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[ A squint, just to check if the pigeon was still there. ]
Yeah, I kind of need a hand... prolly a boost. He's not coming easy.
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[he considers it for a moment] I can give you a boost.
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[ Pausing though. ]
...Much obliged but... I'm kind of wondering if it'll hold if I get up there.
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... ... ... I could... do it. Climb up there instead... [he is very light and athletic...]
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[ Hands jamming in his pockets a minute though. ]
...Well, alright then. I'll give you a boost and see if you can coax him down, alright?
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I don't really need a boost. Do you have something to keep him in so he doesn't fly off again?
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[ There's a frown though as he thinks it over. Without a word, he pulls off his suit jacket and hands it out in one hand. ]
Will this do? Can't tell what sort of state he's in so best be careful, eh? Jules is a good sort. Won't fly away or anything. I just need to take him to my boss.
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[takes it]
It'll do. I understand.
[Then because it's easier and it's really a reflex by now as he's been using it all his life. He faces away from Ronald, activates his Geass whereby suspending both Ronald and Jules' time, then he quickly heaves himself onto the roof, wraps the pigeon up as gently as he can manage (which might still be a little rough, he's not used to this gentle thing), leaps back down with the bundle and deactivates his power.
He holds out the pigeon bundle.]
Here you go.
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[ And it's over before you know it. There's a blink though as he gently takes the equally confused bird in his arms. ]
...how'd... you do that...?
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I cannot tell you. [Or he'll have to kill you and all that.]
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[ There's a pause though as he looks the bird over before looking back up. ]
Right. Guess we've all got our secrets. So. Who do I have to thank for this little favor?
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[The bird's fine just... a little confused and shaken.]
I'm Rolo Lamperouge.
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[ He's gently cradling the poor thing in his arms, keeping him bundled in his jacket. There's a moment though as Ronald shifts him slightly so he can extend a free hand to Rolo. ]
Pleased to meet you then, Rolo. I'm Ronald. Ronald Knox and this here's Julius.
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[looks at the extended hand for a moment... well, he guesses he should shake it so he does. What is social awkwardness?]
... nice to meet you too, Ronald Knox... and Julius.
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[ The handshake's returned nd that same hand goes back to petting Jules. But there's a thumbjerk over his shoulder to show the terrible state the farm and shed were in. ]
Flying whale crashed into the tower. Sounds bleeding ridiculous I know but there you are.
Pleasure's all the same, despite the circumstances. Wager you're new?
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A w-whale?? Are we underwater?
Yes.
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[ A laugh. ]
Nope. Nowhere near a drop of water I'm afraid. It was a --and believe you me, I thought I was going barmy too so hear me out-- flying whale.
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Flying... whale? Are you sure?
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Positive. The announcement went all over the network and everything. There was a massive evacuation effort too.
You're a little lucky you missed it.
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I see... What happened to the whale then?
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Buggered if I know. One minute the Tower's crashing down on us, next minute everything seems kind of alright save for things needing repairs.
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