towerofanimus | haha I never put log titles unless it's idiots abound part whatever

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haha I never put log titles unless it's idiots abound part whatever

Characters: Waver and open
Setting: Room 1-16/hallways, floors 45, 19, 14
Format: Starting with action but I can match
Summary: 7am waking up in the morning gotta explore the tower
Rating: Uhhhh should be pretty PG
Warnings: Nothing really...

Room 1-16 / hallway

[As soon as Waver is able to move, he jumps up from the bed, desperately looking around. He's also sure to check his right hand, but as there's nothing there, he quickly sees the last few days of calm weren't anything like a dream.

After noticing the letters and reading them over twice, he sets them aside. What's written there can't possibly be true, nothing could destroy the entire world so suddenly. Knowing that is a relief, but, he's still trapped somewhere unfamiliar. He quickly finds his trunk and the contents, swapping that awful bodysuit for a good sensible set of clothes immediately. ...And, underneath those, a book. He bends down to pick it up and turns it over to read the title. The Iliad, that same new but worn out copy. After thinking on it for a moment, he goes back to his bed and sets it under the pillow. That's what Alexander was said to have done, after all, right?]

Floor 45

[An observatory, that's perfect! He can get a good look at what lies outside the tower, maybe even spot where there might be somewhere to get outside. He stands up against the window, placing his hands on it to steady himself as he tries to look out.

He sighs.]

Nothing but clouds, huh...that's useless...

[As he begins to look up again, he shouts, falling backwards and trying to scramble away from the creature which had been face-to-face with him. Even though he was only just pressed up against the glass himself, he's completely forgotten it's there between them and can only stare in horror at the thing staring straight back at him.]

Floor 19

[After exploring the tower, Waver returns to the library. He wants to get through as much as he can right away, but with the size of the library, and there being two, even he knows it will have to be done over a period of time, not all in one sitting. Even so, he goes down the aisles, scanning for anything that looks like like it might contain relevant information. Anything which might give a better understanding of the tower and its intents. If he's especially lucky - maybe a book on magic which he might use to escape.

Going between the rows of shelves with a pile of books in his arms, stacked up to his chin, which he rests on them to keep the precarious stack stead, suddenly he notices something. The section clearly marked 'history' is entirely empty - the section which was sure to be most useful to him. Several books from the top fall from his stack as he whips around to be sure it hasn't simply moved over to the next shelf, or that his eyes are otherwise playing tricks on him. And then he throws the others down, shaking his head and gripping his it with both hands.]

Aah, what the hell?! You're kidding me, right?! Hey, someone forgot to put the books away, you can't just leave a whole section empty...!

Floor 14

[Through the stress of the day, around the time that would be called 'after dinner', Waver heads back to his room and slips a game into the front of his sweater (first checking no one will see, of course). He then goes down to the media room and finds a good corner to wind down and set up Admirable War Tactics.]

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"...I wanted people to recognise my talent, just to have the respect I deserve."

He shook his head. Definitely naive.

Tohko sighed. "I see..but you know, I don't think killing people is going to make others respect you." After all, people who tried that in stories were usually feared or killed themselves. They were never respected.

"Hey- it's not like I actually killed anyone! I don't need to hear that!"

"Oh, sorry. When you mentioned that you were in something like that, I thought you took a combative role. I guess I was wrong." Tohko apologized, scratching her head.

"But you can see that being involved in that war probably wouldn't help you be respected by most people."

"Well, I was sort of in a combative role, sure, but that doesn't mean I killed anyone. Anyway, the Servant is supposed to be the one doing the fighting, the others didn't really do it that way, but for us, Rider was the one who took our only win."

He sighed, gathering up a few books from the floor.

"If I won, it would have proved my skill. And if I won, I would gain respect through my wish. It doesn't matter what they would think of the war itself. People aren't supposed to know the details."

Tohko pondered over all this information. A combative role that didn't involve killing, a war that had masters and servants, where only servants killed, and all for a wish-granting device. What a weird world. However..if only servants were supposed to fight, then why did the masters? Did the masters like the rush of battle that much? And why did the servants help out? Were they tied to their masters by magic?

Tohko sighed and helped Waver gather a few books from the floor. "It does matter, if people are going to remember you. After all, people just don't focus on your end goal-they also look at what you did to get to it. And why can't they know the details?"

"The only thing most people would know is 'Waver Velvet won a far east magic competition against even Lord El-Melloi'. The war isn't exactly a secret, but it's not common knowledge either. Besides that, it takes a lot of research to learn much about it. It's not something they want everyone trying to be part of. There are only so many positions available."

He paused. There was more to it than that, the Magus Association's need for control, keeping the knowledge from non-mages...

"How can you hide a magical war for a wish-granting device? And if it's a war, why are people worried about positions?" Tohko asked, puzzled. This war really didn't make much sense. Some aspects of it did, but then there were other major things that got to her.

He sighed and rubbed his forehead in a clearly exaggerated way. Why was it so difficult to explain, stupid Grail War...

"The Grail choses seven Masters itself, you can't just suddenly become part of it. First you need to make the proper preparations and go to the city it's held in. If there aren't enough qualified people wanting to become Masters in that way, it will chose others in the city to fill those positions. Apparently that's usually how it is because the war is so well hidden." Another pause. How they hide the war is a good question.

"It's mostly just kept quiet, I guess. But for the most part, it's hidden from the residents of the city, the great majority of them don't know of the existence of magic, after all."

Tohko sighed, trying to understand. She understood that the grail was the wish-granting device, but it being sentient? And if this grail was the same one that Tohko was thinking of, then this was pretty weird.

"Hang on here. By grail, are you talking about the Holy Grail? And even if only a few people are chosen for this war, that still doesn't explain why people don't notice it or the magic being flung around? And who covers up this war? This Magus Organization? Why?" Tohko sighed.

First a woman that had connections to a modern-day Knights of The Round Table group back at her home world, and now this..

He jumped slightly in realising his mistake in speaking of the Grail - but then, he'd said this much, there wasn't much going back.

"Ah- yes, it's the Holy Grail. I suppose it's the Magus Association and the church working together to hide it. It's a bit of a secluded area, there are really only two magus families in the area, and they both participate. No one wants word to get out, so they're all careful about having their fights in empty areas and not dragging anyone else into it. It's also possible to erase or alter memory."

Tohko noticed the jump. "Hey, are you feeling alright?"

She then scratched her head as she took in this new information. Normally, she would point out that the 'holy grail' was just an ordinary wooden cup, as Jesus was dirt poor and couldn't afford a golden, expensive cup. However, maybe this world was a bit different in that regard. Interesting.

"I see. I think I understand..but why is the church involved? Wouldn't they want the grail all to themselves? And it's a little sad that you guys alter and erase the memory of whoever gets caught up in your fights."

"I'm fine - I just spoke without thinking."

He sighed and rubbed his head, frowning.

"They oversee the war and protect Masters who have lost their Servants. It would be pretty complicated to explain further than that. The church and the Magus Association are at odds, but also work together. I didn't see anyone alter memories of bystanders, but it's something that could be done if needed. Well...I made an old couple believe I was their grandson so I could stay with them, but that's it!"

"Ah, I see. Weren't supposed to talk about the grail?" Tohko chuckled. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone if you don't want me to."

Tohko then smiled. "I see. I think I get it now. Even though I don't like the idea of altering with or messing with memories, you're a pretty good person, Waver."

"You think so? ...Thanks. I'm impressed you can keep up with this. You're right, I'm not supposed to talk about it, especially since you don't use magic. I would just have to alter your memory if you didn't, heh."

He couldn't help but to grin at that - all of it. Heheh, he was a good person, wasn't he? And the offer to keep quiet was much appreciated.

"Well, 'my grandfather' figured it out anyway, but he didn't tell his wife and allowed me to stay even after. I was still with them when I came here. They were good people."

Tohko nodded. "Of course! After all, most people wouldn't have admitted that they altered someone's memory, but you did it up front. That's pretty honest of you." She then chuckled.

"Well, I'd be a pretty poor book girl if I couldn't follow something like this. And I would appreciate it if you didn't alter my memory. I have some things in here that are very important to me." Tohko tapped her head to get the point across. Besides, if he went poking through her memories, he might discover that she was a book eater.

"Well, that was pretty nice of him..but why didn't you just go live with your grandfather? Were they too far away from the city?"

"Of course I would admit it, it shows the talent I've been talking about! Either way I wouldn't change anything else, that would be going overboard, don't worry. You could keep all your important memories."

He kept grinning a moment longer, until her last point started to sink in.

"...I...well, yes, the war was in Japan, where as I'm from England. But I don't have any family, so, it's not possible regardless."

Tohko sighed. So he claimed he told her just to show off his talent, huh? She didn't quite buy it, to be honest. While he seemed pretty determined to be remembered for some reason-maybe his family had told him he was worthless?-he didn't sound like the type of person who just said things like that to show off.

"Which that's nice, it would be a pain for me to have to meet you all over again. And it'd be kind of sad for you. Come to think of it..how do you erase memories anyway? With magic?"

At the last sentence, Tohko sighed again and looked a little sad. "I'm sorry to hear that. I know my words don't mean much, but I know what it's like to lose family, and it hurts."

So that's why he had to manipulate that old couple's memories. He had lost his parents and the rest of his family, and his grandfather, the only remaining person left, was too far away to help.

"That's something you would consider an important memory? Heh, that's flattering... Of course it's with magic, anything that could do something like that would definitely have to be called 'magic'."

He smiled slightly once again, it didn't tend to bother him anymore, but it's still difficult to think about being the only one left.

"Well, it's not so bad. If I hadn't inherited everything, I wouldn't have been able to afford my schooling, so I just have to be sure to make it worthwhile."

Tohko smiled. "Almost everything can be a precious memory, if you think about it hard enough. And I suppose it could..but you might also be able to do it with drugs or technology. It depends on where you come from and what you know."

Tohko nodded. "Well, that's good. Hopefully you'll do well in school. What are you learning?"

"Magic, of course."

Waver winked - back on the topic he was so proud of. He preferred to just not think about anything troubling rather than address it.

Tohko grinned, a little bit at the wink, but mostly at the idea of a magic school.

"That's pretty awesome! The closest thing we have back home to magic is technology and stories. While I love stories, it's not quite the same thing as using magic. Although..I guess it's a private school, since magic is supposed to be kept secret."

Things like that tended to happen with magical schools in stories.

"Those can get pretty close sometimes. But I think the best stories are realistic - and without magic."

He was always a fan of detective fiction, and it just didn't work to use magic in them, there was no mystery if the answer could be 'magic'.

"It's run by the Magus Association itself, so it's the most private of private schools. They wouldn't accept me at first, but they gave in."

Tohko frowned. "While some great stories are realistic and don't have any magic, without magic in stories, you wouldn't get the warm, apricot wine that is The Master and Margarita, the cold creamsicle that is Prince Prigo, or the the bitter BLT on rye bread that is Magic Or Madness!"

Tohko was a book girl. While she loved Sherlock Homes and Lupin, she also loved fantasy stories.

Tohko nodded at that. "That makes sense. What did you do to convince them?"

"...Wait, why are they like foods? Is that supposed to be good?"

He blinked. He'd...never heard anyone talk about books that way.

"I studied harder and showed them how much I could do on my own, simply through effort! They just brushed me off at first because I'm only the third magus of my family. But then they saw how great I am despite it!"

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