002 || Really Destitute Vacation

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Characters: Jade Strider, and anyone she is likely to bother. Which is everyone.
Setting: The Cafeteria, the Music Room and the Morgue during the day, and nondescript vague locations at night.
Format: Started in action, but it doesn't make a difference to me. Whatever suits your fancy!
Summary: Now that all that shadow, body-swap and no food nonsense is out of the way, Jade's going back to exploring the Tower, and actually trying to shoot her gun. And actually getting into a lot of stupid trouble again. It's the perfect time to yell at her!
Warnings: Jade being stupid, getting stuck in the morgue, the tower at nighttime, gratuitous Beatles jams


[Cafeteria - Floor One]
[Jade was not a hunter, nor a gatherer. The last week of September was pretty difficult for a 13 year old that couldn't quite fend for herself and refused to admit she was having any problems. Thankfully it was only a week, and once October hit, there was food! Which meant she was currently helping herself to a big old breakfast of pumpkin...stuff, in the cafeteria. There was plenty on the table, so there was probably enough for someone else if they wanted something, while she gorged her face.]


[Morgue - Floor 26]
[There was nothing that suspicious here. Though that...might have, been the most suspicious part. Jade was a small kid, and she was stupidly curious and adventurous (it happened when one of your ecto-fathers was a hardened island explorer), so she was in the process of exploring eeeevery little bit of the tower. Which had apparently included the body drawers.

So someone might have come around, rather spotting a small, red-clad child crawling into one of the drawers, or they might hear some banging from one of the closed ones if someone gets close by....]


[Music Room]
[She hadn't gotten to bring her own guitar to the tower, so the music room was where Jade was usually found, aside from the media room. You'd practicaly think she'd moved in there at least; she was currently seated on the seat of the grand organ, with another stool pulled up to use as a foot rest as she used the organ as a back rest and was currently playing the intro from Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart Club Band, and other such Beatles classics.

Come on, what did you really expect.]


[Anywhere in the Tower, Nighttime]
[There was normal exploration, saved for the daytime, and there was working on the fact that Jade had such bad aim it was bullshit. It was probably really stupid to be out at night, but that's where she was anywhere around the Tower, with her rifle in hand and attacking any monsters that creeped by. It was much easier to find them at night after all, and they put up more of a fight.

This is probably a really dumb idea. The weird part was, she was even still wearing her shades when it wasn't complete and total darkness-- they were prescription sunglasses after all. If it was absolutely darkness though, then it didn't really matter, and she might have had them propped up on the top of her head, giving you a glimpse of her weirdly red eyes.]


[Room 1-20 - Locked to England]

[Jade had a fashion sense enough not to wear her stupid God Tier PJs, so she was certainly bothered by the fact that her scarf was still a tattered (though not bloody at least) mess since Sburb.

She had to go back in the network and find the guy who she had asked to fix it, but she did track down his name, and found his name on one of the dorm rooms. Instead of actually wearing the scarf for now, she held it in one hand and knocked on his door with the other, hoping he and only he was around 'cause damn this was gonna be kind of embarrassing.]

Comments

[puppy_lancer]

Is that so? Well, I guess I'm also on a romantic stroll then. Though I wouldn't mind a pretty girl to make it the new type of romantic as well.

[A pause.]

Though...uh...one a little older than you.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[She didn't seem all that perturbed, but did hold her arms up and crossed them in front of her.]

Don't make me call To Catch a Predator, dude. I'll have you know I'm actually a five thousand year old immortal that's stuck in the body of a child for the past nine hundred. I'm older than your fuckin' grandpa.

[puppy_lancer]

Huh. You're older than even me.

[And he's a hero who's been dead for two thousand years.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Damn right I am, young man. Now get the fuck off my lawn.

[puppy_lancer]

No thank you, little lassie. This is a public hallway.

[He's just teasing her now.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

This is my ancestral home ground, buddy.

[Nope, she is totally being completely serious.]

[puppy_lancer]

...Does that mean you get a say in what goes on in this tower?

[reddeadvirtuoso]

No. They stole it from me and my clan of immortal comrades a few years ago. Redistributed it for this bullshit rescue mission.

[puppy_lancer]

Tch.

[He growls.]

Guess I won't be threatening you about how you rescued the wrong person, and how you're the worst rescuer ever. Do you at least know how to get the guys who stole this tower out from their little basement?

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[Oh. That escalated quickly.

She lifted both her arms a bit and shrugged.] Hey now sonny, you shouldn't threaten your elders. You could try throwing them a welcome party, but I don't think they'd buy that.

[puppy_lancer]

Fuck. Then can you get me into one of those elevators?

[He gives her a smile, though it comes out more menacing.]

Pretty please, little lassie?

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[B i t c h please, do you think he's intimidated by your smugfaces when she spent months being menaced by an evil, radioactive dog demon?]

Nah man, that shit was built after my people got kicked onto the reservations. I mean unless you got a fuckin' death wish, I'd stay the hell away.

[puppy_lancer]

Fuck.

[He growls.]

Then what do you know about this tower?

[reddeadvirtuoso]

All sorts of mystical folk tale mumbo jumbo that got disproved on the advent of the Scientific Revolution. Now it's all just bad juju talk, you know? Legends, wives tales, blah blah blah.

[puppy_lancer]

Can you tell me some of them? They might be useful to me.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Nope. Strictly secrets. We had a firm belief in that our knowledge would die with us.

[Arms crossed. Shoulder shrug.]

[puppy_lancer]

[A hand is reaching out to grab your shirt, Jade.]

Look around you. Aren't enough people dying and suffering already? If you know anything that can help, I'm sure your kind would be more than willing to forgive you for going against that belief.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Whoah bro, look but don't touch. [Her brow furrowed slightly as her hands went up, palms out defensively a bit, though she didn't actually sound that miffed. Then again, her tone didn't change very much anyway.]

If you need to really on some old wive's tales and spooks to get out of here, then you've got some shitty resources. Fuckers here just come back the next day no worse for wear, so maybe you should look at some more accurate information for your escape route.

[puppy_lancer]

No worse?

[He curls his free hand into a fist.]

They still die. They're still traumatized. And you're willing to just watch and laugh?

[He finds himself giving off a shaky laugh.]

You're no better than the people who took the Tower from you.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

You think I'm laughing 'bout all this bullshit?

[....Actually she kind of was. But only internally, and only at the fact that this guy was still buying her bullshit.]

If you're so wigged, find them a fucking therapist. You think anything I got can measure up to the freaks in charge?

[puppy_lancer]

You're immortal, and you know the way the Tower was before. Even information would be useful.

[His fist relaxes a little, but he's still ready to punch her in the face at the next provocation.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

You're immortal too, dingus. In case you forgot the automatic respawn this place has got going on. Shit's so cash.

[Wow I think even she's getting bored of her own bullshit facade now.]

[puppy_lancer]

[He stares at her for a bit longer.]

You...something about you...just...smells like a lie.

[Her story has too many loops and contradictions, and it's all geared toward getting out of helping him.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

So what, you're like a drug dog that sniffs out liars? That's even more bullshit than my crap.

[puppy_lancer]

I've got a good nose on me. But come on, kid. How much were you lying about?