towerofanimus | don't think about all those things you fear

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don't think about all those things you fear

Characters: Juliet and open
Setting: all over the tower, all day - feel free to mark the floor if you want
Format: action to start, will follow whatever you want
Summary: another new arrival, another curious soul. however, she has no clue her other self was here.
Warnings: nothing except her being her

[This was one realm to wake up in. She had been in the house, she could have sworn, but maybe she had slept, sleepwalked out. Despite how she had never done so in memory, it could happen. It would explain some things, but not others. A memory wipe again? Not out of the question if she had gone somewhere new. And the collar suggested it. A suppressant, or something controlling her.

No matter. She should be more concerned than she is, but for now she knows all she has to do it find the border and cross, so there is time enough to explore.

An elevator. That, at the least, was familiar, and the stairs were nothing she didn't know how to use.

There is time to explore, and Juliet intends to make the most of it.]

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"Well, that's good to hear..and thank you. These books are pretty de-erm, wonderful, aren't they?" Tohko gushed, chuckling. "Except..maybe for the exception of this." She continued, poking a free finger at the book on depression. "But the rest are all fantastic!"

"Psychology is just as wonderful as classic literature. While you can understand the world around you by going out and observing it, people are so radically different that it would take years to identify patterns through observation alone. Books accelerate the process, even if they are merely theories to build off of." She won't ask why there's a book on that specifically, but she'll assume an interest. "Fitzgerald, to change the subject, is an author with such poetry in his words that you feel as though you're there. You'll enjoy it."

"Plus, psychology helps you understand your favorite characters and get into their heads a bit." Tohko pointed out. "And Fitzgerald is delicious, isn't he? His writing has such a snazzy flavor. It's like your drinking a glass of champagne and eating some caviar at a party. Once you eat the caviar, the liquid inside is just delicious. It's as if glory, passion, and flamboyance all lie inside that caviar." Tohko gushed.

Great. Now she was hungry.

If there was one way to instantly endear yourself to Juliet, it was metaphors like that. "Exactly! Something high class and just on the edge of attainability, with all the perfection that can be imagined and by its unreality never disappointing! This is why literature is so amazing, and anyone who thinks books aren't worth it is just being an idiot."

Tohko grinned. "Right! You get to drink the champagne and eat the caviar, but by the end of the night, your glass is broken and the plate is empty!" Tohko chuckled at that last part. "Books are wonderful..and I think people who don't like books just haven't found the right story yet."

"There's so many that to dismiss them all only reveals your own ignorance." Oh, she's getting fired up. Call it Rabbit's influence, but being surrounded by as many books as they did have made her appreciate them.

"That's true..hating every single book in the world is pretty idiotic. After all, who could hate The Little Prince? Or Peter Pan? Or The Master and Margarita?" Tohko was happy to have found another book lover, and was gushing over some of her favorite titles. After all, who could hate books when those wonderful stories existed?

"It must have been fate for you to have bumped into me." She was practically shining with excitement. "No one can hate those, not even if they try. The same goes for Oscar Wilde's works, for Shakespeare, for Baudelaire..."

"Fate or not, I am happy that I bumped into you." Tohko grinned. Man..this was awesome, but just hearing those authors made her want to eat up their works. "Baudelaire's The Flowers of Evil is simply delicious. It's like biting into a dark, caramel-filled chocolate. Shakespeare wrote so many things that you can go to him for almost anything! He was a wonderful ch-erm, writer. And The Picture of Dorian Gray is like eating a five-course meal that only the nobility could enjoy for free! It's a once in a lifetime opportunity, and even if you can't enjoy it later, you can enjoy right then and there!"

"Decadence was the correct word to describe writers like Wilde. It's such a shame the period was so brief, it could have been a new golden age in the world. But alas, it's made so much better by its rarity. Live passionately and die young seemed to be the motto of these writers." She paused. "All this talk of food makes me hungry, to tell the truth!"

"Perhaps, but it's a tragedy that they made only a few great, delicious works before passing on. It seems like such a waste." Tohko chuckled. "If you're hungry, we could stop by the cafeteria and eat something. If you want, I'll even let you have a book or two!"

"What sort of things are in the cafeteria?" She hopes nothing too tasteless.

"Let's see..since it's about lunchtime, we can have Roasted pork, Beans, White rice, Guacamole, Sweet Potatoes, Carrot Purée, Squash Soup, Curry, Onion soup, or Mesclun and fine herb salad." Not that Tohko would be able to taste any of that stuff. She'd have to munch on a book later when no one was looking.

"So much of that sounds delicious! Where is the cafeteria? Sorry to ask, but I'm rather new here."

"Oh, it's just two floors down from here. Just follow me. Although..if you're new here, you'll have to eat a terrible bowl of oatmeal before you can eat anything else." Tohko warned. She had eaten it too, but thanks to her weird taste buds, it didn't really matter that much to her.

"However, I found that you can add things to the oatmeal, like chocolate sauce, so you can at least improve it's flavor a little. And after eating it, you can eat anything you want."

She shrugged. "Sounds odd, but as long as they don't force you to eat it absolutely plain, it should be tolerable." Who thought up a rule to force people to eat their oatmeal? A chef with a complex? The thought made her smile.

"I know, it's a weird rule, but it's how it goes here." Tohko sighed and walked down the stairs, hoping that the woman would follow her. "By the way, what is your name?"

"Juliet. And yours?"

Tohko grinned at that. "I'm Tohko Amano, the book girl. Nice to meet you, Juliet. Where is your Romeo?" It was just a bit of light teasing on Tohko's part, but it also reminded her of the other Romeo that was learning how to write properly.

"He has yet to find his place in my life. His loss, if I do say so, he could get pulled along on adventures if he would only show himself." She laughed brightly.

Tohko chuckled. "Well, hopefully he'll show himself soon so that the two of you can have quite a few adventures." Huh. Apparently, Juliet didn't know that she was kidding. Ah well. Her response didn't hurt anything. As long as she didn't ask about her love life.

She did, but she found it more entertaining to respond in kind. "Not before I get to explore this place! I'm not leaving until I know more about it."

Tohko sighed. "Once you know more about this place, you'll wish you could leave. Let's see..first, if you die here, you will just wake up in your bed the next day. However, I've heard that if you die too many times, you'll be punished, so you still have to be careful.

Next, as far as I know, there are three people who run the Tower: Dax, who is a good, humane person, Jason, who loves to experiment and torture people, and Ruana, who is even worse than Jason.

And finally, monsters roam the halls at night. If you don't know how to fight, you should probably start learning from someone." Tohko nodded as she walked down the stairs. That seemed to be everything.

"To address all of that...death being cheap isn't that new, I'm looking forward to meeting the powers that be, and I can fight very well. As for escaping..." She chuckled, confident in her ability to find the border when she wished.

Huh. If death being a slap on the wrist wasn't new, than this girl must have lived in a pretty high-tech place. Or a place where you could regenerate easily. Or maybe she was immortal too. She grinned.

"Well, if you meet them, please ask them how we can leave here. And slap Ruana for me." Tohko wasn't normally violent, but the woman's game last month had turned her fingers into knives and had twisted her mind. She had killed at least three people before she noticed.

"And good luck escaping." Tohko chuckled, picking up on the confidence.

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