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[jellyfishbrain]

Characters: Gourry and you!
Setting: 2-06, then wandering about the tower.
Format: I'll gladly match you!
Summary: Gourry's arrival here at the lovely five-star Tower of Animus~
Warnings: None!


[ 2-06 ]

[At first, it doesn't register with Gourry that something is terribly wrong -- this place is unfamiliar, but his head feels a bit fuzzy, and it takes a moment for him to realize that he's never seen these four walls before. Huh. He could have sworn he'd been sharing a room with Zelgadis, too, one with two beds instead of four. Frowning, he slowly sits up, propping himself up with his weight on his hands, shaking his head in an attempt to clear it. The action itself causes something foreign to rub against the collar of his shirt, and he reaches up to feel for whatever it is that's snugly around his neck.

Well. That was new.]

What the...?

[He catches a glimpse of the letters that have been left waiting for him, and fumbles clumsily to open them, almost ripping one in the process. He has to read the contents several times over before he starts to grasp what's written there -- and even then, it's iffy. Their world had been destroyed? But he thought -- hadn't they stopped all that? Or did Lina's Giga Slave go out of control and do what Hellmaster was hoping it would?]

But I was there! I don't remember any of that!

[Not that that ever meant much, in his case.]



[ Elsewhere in the Tower ]

[After giving the letters another read-through and rummaging through the trunk at the end of his bed, Gourry decides to go exploring. His sense of self-preservation has never been great, and as long as he's going to be stuck here, he might as well check the place out. He certainly won't accomplish anything by sitting in his room. He was glad to find his clothes tucked away in the chest, but confused when he saw that only the blade of his sword had been there, with the hilt and handle missing. Looking rather dejected, he wanders aimlessly through the tower, with the naked blade hanging at his side, looking quite pitiful in its own right.]

Comments

[calculatedfire]

"No. I'm afraid that I don't know that is." Not that he would imagine that it was made out of dragons. His first thought was that it must be some kind of Chinese food.

[jellyfishbrain]

"I've never had the chance to eat it, it's really rare! But it's supposed to be the finest food in all of creation! The king of lunch!" Gourry proclaimed proudly, all but beaming. Lina's excitement over the possibility of having Dragon Cuisine was difficult to forget. "We came close once, but it takes months and months to prepare."

[calculatedfire]

"Is something like that really so important?" He tilted his head.

[jellyfishbrain]

Gourry stared at him in utter disbelief.

"Yes!"

[calculatedfire]

Ryuho tilted his head, "If you die, you can't have any more food."

[jellyfishbrain]

"Well... I guess I didn't think of it that way."

[calculatedfire]

"It is something to consider." He wondered if the man had thought about it at all.

[jellyfishbrain]

"I guess you're right. Heh, thanks for pointing that out!"

No. No, he had not.

[calculatedfire]

"I have heard that the food changes, so perhaps it will get better soon."

[jellyfishbrain]

"I sure hope so. I don't mind the monsters, but food is important."

[calculatedfire]

"Living is more important, you should be careful." He stayed patient, but it was the tone of voice one might use with a child.

[jellyfishbrain]

Luckily, Gourry wasn't bright enough to take offense to being patronized.

"Alright! Got it!"

[calculatedfire]

"You may find other people that you know here, but I would be happy to show you around sometime, even though I just got here a week ago.'

[jellyfishbrain]

"Other people I know, too, huh?" Gourry echoed, rubbing at the back of his neck.

"Well, can't say no to a guided tour! A week is still enough time to figure some stuff out, right? I'm sure you know all kinds of things about this place!"

His faith in Ryuho was clearly great.

[calculatedfire]

"It's possible. I've met one other person." He said quietly, worried for his world and the people in it.

Ryuho smiled a little. "I will do my best."

[jellyfishbrain]

"Not sure if I should be happy about that or not. It'd be good to see friends... but this doesn't seem like a great place to be," Gourry remarked, frowning slightly. Although, if his world had been destroyed...

"Guess it's better than being a pile of dust back home, though, huh?"

[calculatedfire]

"Yes, presuming that the story is true. I'm not sure what to believe." Since he had no memories at all.

[jellyfishbrain]

"Yeah, it seems kinda fishy to me... I mean, everything was fine, last I remember!" Not that his memory was often to be trusted.

[calculatedfire]

"I don't remember much of my world, I can't say. The other person from my world does not trust what the letters."

[jellyfishbrain]

"You don't remember anything? Why not?"

[calculatedfire]

He gives a small smile, "I don't remember how I lost my memory becuase my memory is gone."

[jellyfishbrain]

"Oh." Well. He hadn't thought of that, either. "I guess that makes sense..."

[calculatedfire]

"If I ever do get my memory back, I'll tell you what happened."