prototyper: (despair)
The Seventh Master ([personal profile] prototyper) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2012-10-09 07:50 am

oo1 ♚ you promised me the world, but now what?

Characters: Ayaka Sajyou; open to all!
Setting: Various places in the Tower
Format: Prose, but I can switch to match yours!
Summary: A dazed Archetype isn't exactly happy about the world being destroyed.
Warnings: Angst - the good stuff! No real warnings, though, other than spoilers.

Room 2-17
Ayaka felt sick to her stomach as her eyes followed the text on the paper. Her hands shook, not wanting to believe a word that these people were saying. Had she really failed to save Saber? No, it couldn't be....

"You're lying! You're all lying!" Her voice rose and shook and she banged a fist on the night stand. She didn't want to cry, that was the last thing she wanted, but her eyes stung with tears.

The master rose from her bed and made her way to the trunk, opening it up. She should probably change out of the hospital gown. Once she was in her school uniform, she made her way out of her room.



Dorms / hallway
Ayaka's walk around the dorm areas wasn't exactly pleasant, since she kept having to lean against the wall for some body support. She was still dazed about the world being destroyed, so her movements were more sluggish than usual. She simply decided to lean against the wall, sliding down it until she was sitting on the floor.

"Saber..." She called out, expecting her servant to pop up and start his usual teasing, but he was gone. Gone from his own sanity and this world now. She closed her eyes gently, a sigh leaving her lips.



Cafeteria
Oatmeal, the meal they were suppose to consume on their arrival. Ayaka said nothing as she ate - no whining, no objections, not a peep from her. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't good either. Still, at least she had some food in her system.

She placed her spoon down for a quick minute and began to stare off into space for a bit.



Meadow
Where she wandered off to, she didn't know, but it was rather pretty. It was quiet, perfect for Ayaka, and she walked until she found a place to sit. She pulled her knees to her chest, sighing once more.

"Looks like my rescue mission is halted until I can get out of here," she said to herself, not even thinking that someone could be close by.

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