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moralitypet) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-09-12 06:02 am
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☙Room 02-19❧
[ When morning comes, there has been a new addition to the room. In fact, the large wheelchair stored next to one of the beds might be more noticeable than the frail girl laying within the sheets. While she is dressed in the white vestments forced on everyone else upon arrival, there's color splashed along her hands. Stirring awake, with widened eyes, she notices the blood covering her hands right away. Shrieking, she holds them out as far away from her body as possible as her thoughts quickly dawn on her. Just moments ago (or so it felt like) she was holding the bleeding corpse of her older brother while the rest of the country joyously chanted for their freedom around the pair. Within moments she's struggling to drag her legs around as she wearily digs through everything around her. The white clothing was frightening and only made her lithe form look sickly, although the color draining from her face may add to that belief.
Upon discovering the letter, she'll shake her head as she mutters how untrue it is for a minute or two before it all sinks in. Judging from the world she "left behind", one where F.L.E.I.J.A. was becoming a common enough weapon in battle, the idea doesn't surprise her. Just what all had happened since the death of Lelouch vi Britannia? Just where did she fail to help out? Placing the first letter down gently, she'll catch up on her reading with the second one. ]
A network? [ It makes sense to her really as she looks towards her wheelchair nearby. If she can get to a terminal, then she can issue a formal apology to any other survivors of the incident and possibly get the answers she needs. ]
☙Dormitories❧
[ In an attempt to familiarize herself (and perhaps find someone), Nunnally will be moving between the floors via the elevator while in her electric wheelchair. She does have a bit of trouble adjusting to areas that are brighter than the rest of the tower, shielding her eyes with an arm. She's still dressed in the white suit though, but at least her hands are bare of the blood they bore when she first woke up. Having found herself uncomfortable with the 'skin tight' part, she's settled for having a blanket draped over her legs, just a couple inches away from the floor. Despite everything though, she'll put on a tiny smile the moment she encounters another being. ]
Hello there. [ Waving a hand as a greeting. ] Do you take residence on this floor or are you visiting a friend?
[ When morning comes, there has been a new addition to the room. In fact, the large wheelchair stored next to one of the beds might be more noticeable than the frail girl laying within the sheets. While she is dressed in the white vestments forced on everyone else upon arrival, there's color splashed along her hands. Stirring awake, with widened eyes, she notices the blood covering her hands right away. Shrieking, she holds them out as far away from her body as possible as her thoughts quickly dawn on her. Just moments ago (or so it felt like) she was holding the bleeding corpse of her older brother while the rest of the country joyously chanted for their freedom around the pair. Within moments she's struggling to drag her legs around as she wearily digs through everything around her. The white clothing was frightening and only made her lithe form look sickly, although the color draining from her face may add to that belief.
Upon discovering the letter, she'll shake her head as she mutters how untrue it is for a minute or two before it all sinks in. Judging from the world she "left behind", one where F.L.E.I.J.A. was becoming a common enough weapon in battle, the idea doesn't surprise her. Just what all had happened since the death of Lelouch vi Britannia? Just where did she fail to help out? Placing the first letter down gently, she'll catch up on her reading with the second one. ]
A network? [ It makes sense to her really as she looks towards her wheelchair nearby. If she can get to a terminal, then she can issue a formal apology to any other survivors of the incident and possibly get the answers she needs. ]
☙Dormitories❧
[ In an attempt to familiarize herself (and perhaps find someone), Nunnally will be moving between the floors via the elevator while in her electric wheelchair. She does have a bit of trouble adjusting to areas that are brighter than the rest of the tower, shielding her eyes with an arm. She's still dressed in the white suit though, but at least her hands are bare of the blood they bore when she first woke up. Having found herself uncomfortable with the 'skin tight' part, she's settled for having a blanket draped over her legs, just a couple inches away from the floor. Despite everything though, she'll put on a tiny smile the moment she encounters another being. ]
Hello there. [ Waving a hand as a greeting. ] Do you take residence on this floor or are you visiting a friend?

2-19
[V/V sits up from one of the other beds and regards her with concern, but little surprise.]
Yay roomies with one of my favorite roleplayers <3
aaaaa <3
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[Dormitories]
Hi there! I live a few rooms down. Don't think I've seen you around here before!
[Not that he's been here very long to begin with.]
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That's because I just arrived here today. [ She thinks at least as she gives a sheepish laugh. ] Well, I mean I woke up here today. I don't know if that means I've been here longer than that.
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[He nods, rubbing at the back of his neck.]
I don't think you're here very long before you wake up. I just got here last week, though. I'm still learning my way around, trying to figure out how things work here.
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2-19
Hey... is there anything I can assist you with?
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Maybe... [ She doesn't like the idea of having to ask for help so early on, but this place was strange. ] I just woke up here.
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I will gladly answer any questions, as I'm sure you have many. There is... a lot to take in.
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Dormitories
[It wasn't like he had any friends to visit in this place.]
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Dormitories!
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Oh, you mentioned food too? That's located in the cafeteria, right?
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THERES NO ESCAPING THE FISHTROLL dormzzz
Can't you tell? I just woke up an' I'm in need a' some nourishment. A' course I live on this floor.
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Dormitories
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H-Hello there. [ She's a bit nervous (understandably so), but that's no reason to be rude. ]
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Dorms~!
It was yet another hallucination, ah, right, just like that apparition of him that appeared and disappeared within fraction of a seconds.
Nevertheless, it sounded all too real to him, she couldn't die, not in a world where everything went according to his plans, it just wasn't-
...Ah, but his did, didn't it...?]
I lived here ever since I died.
[He didn't turn to face her, just stopped in his tracks, and answering her with a tone that sounded as if it was the cold, hard, truth.]
I'm sorry.
Brother, people die if they are killed! So how are you here?!
Nope, don't be.
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Dormitories
[She takes Jun by surprise a moment. He hadn't expected to encounter anyone in the halls, or at least, not be spoken to.] Yes, I was just passing through. I live one floor up from here.
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Dormitory floor 1
When she speaks, Enoch realizes he was staring. At least he knows why there's a ramp attached to the stairs up here now...*
Ah...neither. I stopped to look at the network before getting something to eat.
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The network? Does that mean there's a computer near here?
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Forever late
She couldn't be here. Lelouch being here was bad enough but he believed he deserved it and he did, as did Rolo and Suzaku himself. They could all handle it. But Nunnally. She was gentle and kind and didn't deserve to be here, it was too dangerous.
Of course he knew the tower picked people at random, there were small children here and people who couldn't fight at all.
But Nunnally...]
Nun... Nunnally...
Not as late as me <3
[ Having been told briefly of the tower and it's inhabitants, it shouldn't have come as a surprise that he was here. He always had a lucky streak with living, didn't he? But to actually see him in the flesh after everything? ]
Suzaku! [ This time when she cries out his name it's a real cry of joy even though tears form in her eyes. ]
Sob he is so far behind the times ;;
Aw poor babby ;_; /holds him
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