towerofanimus | 002 || Really Destitute Vacation

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.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Neither is my state, but everyone does it anyway and gives no fucks.

You'd do pretty well with the people I work with.

Dare I ask what your co-workers are like?

Demons.

....

[Hang on a minute. Trying to decide if you're legit or not.]

Demons would probably fucking love Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds, I'm calling your bluff.

[Pause to reflect.]

You know, I didn't ask too many of them about their musical taste - hang on.

[There's one way that this can be solved. He summons Anubis.]

Anubis, what kind of human music do you listen to?

...Human pop.

[She could say something intelligent, but right now she's just gonna kind of, stare at the demon.]

...Pop is the music of the sheep.

[Growl.] Are you calling me a sheep?

She didn't mean it literally.

[Yes let's make the demons growl that was a fantastic idea.]

Well I guess if you're into MJ that's cool. Don't knock the sheep though, their coat is the softest in all the wide animal kingdom.

MJ - oh, Mr. Thriller? I met him once at a disco.

...How old are you?

[um??]

[Oh, this question.]

About a year or so. It was just an eventful year.

[Do you see this stare.

This is the stare of

someone

mentally calling you bullshit

or mentally calling you an insane asylum.

Just staring.]

[Why you gotta be like that, Jade.]

It's the truth. I was raised in a test tube.

[Considering the fact she was created from scientific green slop, this is kind of hypocritical of her.]

So was your dad the radioactive system inhibitor?

[We assure you that none of those words made logical sense together.]

What's a radioactive system inhibitor? I'm pretty sure that you just made that up.

Nope, it's totally a thing. Look it up.

I don't think you have any experience with radioactivity.

Why not? There are all sorts of kids my age experimenting with radioactive sediment and nuclear physics.

[The sad part is that's actually true.]

You just don't seem like one, that's all.

That's stereotypical and you should feel bad.

[Oh o...k then jade]

Sorry.

[He might actually be taking that seriously.]

[And then she stared for another moment or so, watching him and trying to figure out if he was actually taking her seriously.

And then came to the conclusion that wow, he totally was, wasn't he.]

Dude, I'm kidding.

Oh. I, I knew that.

[Aleph you're not fooling anybody.]

[Arms crossed. Staring. Still a thing.]

Uh huh, sure.

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