towerofanimus | ITP: Threadjacking and CR gathering

Characters: Minami, open.
Setting: The hallway.
Format: What seems to be the theme around here: start with prose, match whatever the reply is.
Summary: Minami is doing rounds and ~~gathering S. Links~~ CR meeting people.
Warnings: Bleeding 1/2 bird boy with a bit of a foul mouth.
Note: While this is a post for Minami, people are allowed to threadjack other people in this post if it'll help break the ice in tagging others. I don't mind, so go nuts.

Despite everything, Minami found she'd fallen into a routine within the Tower. First would be getting dressed and washed, then down to the cafeteria where her oatmeal awaited. It was a good thing Minami had a stomach for anything or, like some people in the tower, she'd dread having to stomach it. She was fairly certain it was drugged somehow, but after a bout of sickness when she skipped it one day she wasn't going to take chances until they knew better.

Then came wandering the halls. She did this all morning, with her MP3 Player blasting in her ears to keep herself from thinking too hard about what she knew she was doing other than having trouble keeping still. There were no familiar faces here but one, one whom she'd despised and loved and loathed and generally was very confused about. Someone whose opinion she knew to be rubbish but meant so much to her. Someone she wanted to prove herself to before she told him the truth she herself still had trouble believing.

And no one else.

What had happened, back home? Was it Nyx or something else? She'd looked through the bulletin and found messages from people who had gone home to find their worlds in ruins. Was it the same for theirs? Had it been too late by the time they resolved to stop her? Time would tell, but for now, she had her music and the people within this tower.

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Every morning, the girl would show up at the cafeteria and ask for the exact same meal; oatmeal. She would then sit at the exact same table and eat it dutifully. Afterwards, she would spend the rest of the day showing up in various floors and hallways, doing nothing in particular, except for seemingly keeping a routine.

In other words, she was almost exactly like him.

Ienzo had noticed her little explorations about the tower; there didn't seem to be any rhyme or reason to them, in direct contrast to his now carefully measured 'patrol' of sorts. They had never met directly, so he left the girl to her business while he went about his.

But on this particular day, he happened to hear a very odd, muffled noise coming from... somewhere. Turning the next corner told him quite clearly that the noise was coming from That Girl... or, more specifically, from her head. At the same time, he noticed what seemed to be a wire dangling down from her ears. It didn't take long to piece together what was happening (the wire was somehow emitting sound from the end of it, which was presumably plugged into her ears), but that didn't do anything to hide the fact that it was very unquestionably odd.

So like all unquestionably odd things, he made to walk back the way he came and watched.

In case you're wondering, yes, this is his usual reaction to most new developments.

ITP: Threadjacking and CR gathering

Hey Minami, meet your new High Priestess! ...Priest. Whatever.