warriorscribe: (Too much to bear)
Enoch ([personal profile] warriorscribe) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2012-11-05 08:26 pm

Water would cool and soothe my pain

Characters: Enoch and anyone
Setting: Floor 11
Format: Doesn't matter!
Summary: So that numbness that's been slowly ebbing away all throughout the first? Finally breaks on the fifth. In a very bad way.
Warnings: Does an agonizing sense of futility and despair count?

He got to thinking, after he'd stowed what Ruana had returned to him away in the trunk at last. About what had happened to him. How his free will, the very thing that had defined him as human had been stamped out. How they could toy with your body and mind and there was nothing anyone could do to predict or stop it, save moments of mercy from Dax, who certainly couldn't do anything for them in a more permanent sense because of Ruana. How even if Armaros or Lucifel were to arrive here, he couldn't protect them.

And for once, the thought that they might be better off together wasn't there. For once, there was no hope. he was adrift and he had no anchor anymore, and it would be selfish of him to want one.

Enoch didn't know why he'd made his way to this floor. What did this floor hold for him? Was it the fantastical rainbows, the upside-down garden, now withering in autumn, the waterfalls? He didn't have an answer. All he knew was that his feet carried him here.

Slowly, he sank to his knees a few steps from the edge. There was so much pain no matter where he turned. Either they were gone, along with the worlds he could call home, or they were here, where they could be manipulated at the very core and he could do nothing to protect them. Enoch raised his head as if trying to keep his face towards the sun. His breath started to come out shaky and damp, his shoulders shaking with his near-silent sobbing.

The sun peeked through clouds and fog, and Enoch's mouth worked, trembling, through the motions of a desperate prayer into the ray of light that fell across his face:

Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
tohko_amano: (concerned)

Sorry for jumping in..><;

[personal profile] tohko_amano 2012-11-06 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
It had been a very strange week for Tohko. Somehow, her memory of The Lord of The Rings had been dulled, which was peculiar. She had read that series quite a bit when she was a child, and even though she hadn't read it in awhile, she didn't know why some key plot points and characters had escaped her mind until after meeting a certain elf. She had managed to make her way through the series again, but she was still a little confused as to why those facts had escaped from her head in the first place. It may have been a bad day for her, but she wasn't quite sure she bought the explanation.

So, she thought on that while walking around and reading the notebook Konoha's stories were in. However, she looked up when she thought she heard someone crying. Enoch was there, on his knees, and while Tohko couldn't see his face, she could hear him, even though the noise was very faint. She wasn't exactly sure what was bothering him, but she just wasn't going to walk away and leave him like this!

"What's wrong? Why are you sobbing?" She gently asked.
Edited 2012-11-06 04:01 (UTC)
tohko_amano: (concerned)

Alright then.

[personal profile] tohko_amano 2012-11-06 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
Tohko sighed. "They are also a sign of pain, sorrow, and sometimes happiness. But I don't think you're happy right now. So, what are you feeling sad over?" Tohko walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder. She'd be a shoulder to cry on..and this time, she wouldn't burst into tears herself. She would be alright.

"What's troubling you?"
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[personal profile] tohko_amano 2012-11-06 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"..Does it bring back memories?" Tohko sighed and sad down next to Enoch so that she could look at him better as she spoke. She put Konoha's notebook in her lap. While it probably would have been delicious if it had gotten a little wet, Tohko didn't want to eat those stories just yet.

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[personal profile] pointerpixl 2012-11-06 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Now that she has mastered magic-disabled flight and is no longer terrified to leave her room, Tippi has returned to frequenting the especially nature-filled floors, whatever orientation they may be in. She enjoys chatting with anyone who may pass by or happen to enjoy her taste in scenery, usually, but today, a sight catches her eye that every fiber of her being commands her to address.

Anyone with a heart would not ignore an injured soul.]


I'm sorry, sir, I... I couldn't help but notice... Are you all right? Please don't get so close to the edge, it's not safe...

[There's a hesitant note in her voice, but no insincerity; there's no way that shuddering came from anything but distress. In a corner of herself, Tippi knows this feeling on more than just a passing "it happened recently" level, but even so, asking and getting brushed off or causing trouble are far preferable to ignoring someone who needs anything but.]
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correct!! (I am the mythical slow tagger, it is me)

[personal profile] pointerpixl 2012-11-12 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
Oh dear...

[It's one of those moments she dearly wishes she had workable appendages, or at least that she wasn't such a pitiful size. But it is what it is, so she must make do. Tippi lands on Enoch's shoulder, feather-light, murmuring in a voice without breath near his ear.]

Let's get away from the edge and talk... I'm sure it will be much better than being left alone to think too much...

[She pauses for a moment, and then decides to add an extra hook, just in case. An invisible smile lifts her voice a little.]

Or if you'd rather, I'll talk, instead... I'd like to help you, whatever that may entail.
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[personal profile] surpassthelimit 2012-11-06 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Axel stepped into the room, spotting Enoch on the floor, wondering what was up. From his point of view, it looked like the guy was going to leap off. It wasn't any of his business but there was no sense in watching some guy waste himself. Then again, he could just be taking in the view, who knows.

When he approached, it wasn't exactly silent. The metal on his outfit clinked with every step, those very same jacks that he'd use to plug into his mech giving away his presence.]


You okay there? From this point of view, it seems like you need some help.
surpassthelimit: (wat)

[personal profile] surpassthelimit 2012-11-06 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Is that an 'I don't know' of not knowing or is it a plea for help. I've heard both.

[He makes his way over by Enoch to squat beside him.]
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[personal profile] surpassthelimit 2012-11-07 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
That's a good question. There's one that's from my world but her memory has been wiped and she's spent over 20 years in another world. So yeah and no.

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[personal profile] crouching_sin 2012-11-07 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
"He can't hear you here."

Naoya stepped closer to Enoch, drawing his haori around himself. He'd passed by and decided to see what the problem was. He may not agree with the man's views... or how devoted he was... but he was a closer relative than most.
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[personal profile] crouching_sin 2012-11-08 07:58 am (UTC)(link)
"... You can continue to try, if you wish. But at some point, children must set out into the world on their own to fail or succeed by their own merits. If you seek guidance, you must look at those around you and learn what you can from their successes and failures."

He walked closer, before hesitating as he came near. After a moment of hesitation, he reached out and put a hand on Enoch's head gently, stroking his hair. "Calm yourself. Tell me what's on your mind."

It was easy, too easy, to slip back into the role of father to a child. He'd done this many times before, and while he always knew it would end in tragedy he would do his best to keep his children happy and safe. It wasn't a side he'd shown to many in this incarnation - only Abel, sometimes. If there had been a few more years, maybe... but no. He had known the Ordeal would come in this incarnation. He could never have started a family this time, knowing that.
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[personal profile] crouching_sin 2012-11-09 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
Naoya made a small sound of annoyance, and crouched a bit to use his haori to wipe at Enoch's face.

"Pull yourself together, you're a damn mess..." After a moment of thought though, he responded again. "It's natural to not want those you care about in harm's way. It's also natural to want to know that they're all right. I know the feeling all too well. I doubt they would want to see you in such despair, however."

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[personal profile] pitiedthefool 2012-11-08 11:25 am (UTC)(link)
It had been quite some time since he found himself even contemplating about returning to this floor, though with how tranquil it was, it likely would be a good place to at least quietly talk to his other self. That was something he could do anywhere, but he had to stop for a moment upon seeing someone who was already there and...sobbing. Crying and raising his head up as though in prayer.

They may not have the same faith, but he would at least be quiet for now as he prayed in desperation. Though, he wasn't sure if any god would be able to hear this man of faith's prayer unless they were in the tower as well. That's what hurt the most as he watched in silence, nearly overwhelmed with the same pain and empathy as his own personal headgod--not being able to help this one man who had helped him get through last month, no matter how many they ended up harming because of Ruana's game. It hurt because despite what horrors and demons he's faced, he could still empathize.

That's why he took the last few steps as quietly as he could until he could kneel down beside Enoch, placing a hand on his shoulder and bowing his head. Not exactly praying, but listening to Izanagi's words and silently trying to express that he wasn't alone.

This day sucked for him, too... and after this, he was likely to find his little sister and give her a hug before playing with her the rest of the day and not letting her go. Nanako was the only family he had left, if this was the case...and the same was true with Izanagi and Izanami.

Headgod families were confusing, but what his heart and what Izanagi-no-Okami spoke of was not. He would always be there for a friend, and going through ordeals together seemed to be a recurring theme with the ones he made.

tl;dr: He was here for you, friend of his uncle. Your god may not be able to hear you, but Izanagi sure had responded.
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[personal profile] pitiedthefool 2012-11-12 02:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Logic always did take second place when that emotional need arose. He knew that well enough when it had hit him hard as well, back when his entire world seemed to have been pulled out from under his feet by the torrent of grief, despair and anger. Emotions that had been brought back to the surface in this place several times and dragged him back down like lightning striking the Tower. He... couldn't help but second some of that hurt, of wanting to pray yet realizing the futility of it when the goddess you knew resided here was illusive and Izanagi only repeated, 'I am aware, child... I know how thine heart aches; it is mine own,' in his head.

Yu remained silent, giving a faint nod to his elder. He didn't trust his voice to say it, but the faint hint of sadness in his eyes probably spoke volumes.

'You are not alone.'
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[personal profile] pitiedthefool 2012-12-08 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
Not much, that much was certain. Even those whose gods were always with them at all times had a rough time. Thus, reliance on others was important. In fact, it's how the strength of their resolve stayed true.

"Any time."

It was how it had always been for him, facing the impossible and confronting it head-on. The least he could do was offer kindness and aide to those who were heading the same direction through situations of uncertainty and suffering.

"Your god may not be able to hear you here, but if you ever need a listening ear." He tapped the side of head. "We're here."

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