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: (apologetic)

[personal profile] tohko_amano 2012-11-08 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
Tohko meant a rest from the monsters and horrible treatment that the Admins were putting them though, and had no idea of the other kind of rest that Enoch was thinking of. She nodded at his reply.

"Thanks." Unsure of what exactly to say or do next, Tohko sighed and looked out at the scenery, trying to think.
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[personal profile] tohko_amano 2012-11-08 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Tohko said nothing, leaving Enoch to his thoughts, and as she looked at the water falling from the room, she wondered if she was doing the right thing. Being an anchor for Enoch and helping him through his stress and depression would be nice..but would that just hurt him even more when they had to part ways?

Tohko knew that with an immortal, a parting had to come. It could be next week or two years from now, but eventually, they would had to say goodbye. Would being an anchor help him in the long-term or just the short-term? While she would have liked to believe that she was helping him in both, she wasn't quite sure.

However..she would do her best to help him, even if it was only for the short-term. Even if he grew pained later, she would try her best to make sure that he wasn't too hurt. With that decided, she opened up Konoha's notebook and tore out a small corner. It didn't have any words on it, and ripping it out didn't hurt any of the other stories, so it was alright. It tasted like a tart slice of tangerine pie. It was one of the few stories he managed to write properly.

Closing the book, Tohko sighed, not quite sure what to say or do next. Grasping at straws, she put her hand on Enoch's. She didn't squeeze his, and merely put it there to show that she was here, for better or worse, if he needed to talk or have a shoulder. She hoped that would help. She wasn't used to hand-holding, but she hoped he wouldn't mind.
Edited 2012-11-09 05:36 (UTC)
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[personal profile] tohko_amano 2012-11-10 07:57 am (UTC)(link)
Tohko closed her eyes, and smiled. It wasn't a large one, but it was still there. She was helping, even if the amount wasn't large. She breathed a small sigh of relief, hoping she was taking the hint correctly, leaned on him a little. She imagined that they looked like two pillows or stuffed animals on a sofa-the moment you pulled one away, the other would fall to the ground.
tohko_amano: (relaxed)

[personal profile] tohko_amano 2012-11-11 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
While the costume event had worn her out a little, Tohko had gotten past it a bit. Helping him out wasn't bothering her either. After all, helping people put bandages on their emotional wounds helped her out a little bit too. And..it reminded her of home a little.

She felt Enoch shift his weight, and while she was a little worried that she had misunderstood again or was making him uncomfortable, since he didn't pull away, she assumed that he was, hopefully, fine with this.

Leaning on him-not with her full weight, of course-felt nice and warm.
tohko_amano: (relaxed)

[personal profile] tohko_amano 2012-11-11 07:54 am (UTC)(link)
Eyes closed semi-relaxed, Tohko began to think about her past, specifically, Konoha. While she had tossed away some old emotions she had, those days in the book club were fun, even though he had often written bad stories and called her a pig or a goblin. She'd have to apologize, if they ever saw each other again, for that incident with Chia...

And, more tired and relaxed than she realized, Tohko fell asleep, dreaming of the days gone by and the days in the Tower. However, she didn't let go of Enoch's hand.
tohko_amano: (embarrased)

[personal profile] tohko_amano 2012-11-11 08:34 am (UTC)(link)
At first, Tohko slept soundly with a smile on her face. Her aunt was finally smiling at her, happy to accept Tohko and her odd taste buds, and for some reason, Konoha apologized for calling her a goblin.

However, something didn't feel right. It felt like something was missing, and while this feeling started out small, eventually, Tohko opened up her eyes, wondering what was wrong. Even though she was still a little drowsy, she could tell that Enoch was carrying her. However, Konoha's notebook wasn't in her lap.

But Tohko, thinking that Enoch had noticed the book and had picked it up, murmured, "I'm sorry..I was trying to cheer you up. I shouldn't have fallen asleep.", before..falling asleep again.
tohko_amano: (worried)

No problem! :3

[personal profile] tohko_amano 2012-11-12 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
This time, the happy dream turned into an old, familiar nightmare. She had been brave-or foolish-enough to eat Once Upon A Marigold in public, but instead of acceptance, they started tossing stones at her, like she was a monster from an old folktale. In her sleep, she shivered.
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[personal profile] tohko_amano 2012-11-14 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
Just when there was only one more blow Tohko needed to die, and only one more person there with a large rock, the person, instead of killing her, held out their hand. Happily, Tohko took it, and the person helped her up and let her walk in front of him-or was it a her?-before bashing her in the back of the head.

Dead in the dream, Tohko slept without a dream running through her head, looking peaceful.