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Irisviel von Einzbern ([personal profile] wirefu) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2012-11-08 08:26 pm

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Characters: Irisviel von Einzbern & YOU!
Setting: Room 01-01 -> Meadow -> Library
Format: Action, but I'll match!
Summary: Another awakening in the tower. Confusion and many tearful and angsty reunions and meetings are had.
Warnings: Spoilers for the end of Fate/Zero. Also angst. Lots of angst.

[Room 01-01]

[It was a strange thing, feeling your consciousness returning to you after you accepted your death. The last thing Irisviel remembered was the feeling of drowning, of suffocating, of being dragged by cold, clammy hands into an inky, muddy blackness that she knew she could not escape. This was her fate. There was something so wrong about this dark, evil feeling surrounding her, but she could do nothing to fight against it. She could only accept it.

But then the strangest thing happened: she opened her eyes. She took in the sight of surroundings she had most certainly never seen before. She couldn't move, but that didn't faze her one bit - she had been completely immobile since she had given Avalon to Kiritsugu.

... And then another strange thing happened. There was a slight tingling sensation, and then all of a sudden... she could feel the soft surface of the bed under her. She could feel the material of her clothes clinging to her. Slowly, with an expression that certainly appears to be disbelief, she raises a hand, and slowly curls it into a tight fist. There was strength in this movement. But how...?

Any roommates already in the room are free to call her out on her behavior. Any roommates that walk in at a later time will see her up and out of bed, slowly stretching and looking extremely surprised at being able to do so.]


[Floor 25]

[Irisviel isn't really doing anything on this floor. She's simply wandering about, sleeves of her shirt rolled up and thigh-high boots abandoned back near the stairs, humming softly to herself. There's still a bit of tension in the way she carries herself, but the more time she spends here, the more relaxed she seems.]

[Floor 4]

[There is a lady sitting at one of the computer terminals! A very pretty lady. Nothing out of the ordinary, right? Nah, not really, except the look of absolute confusion on her face. It's likely that she knows what the device in front of her is, judging by the way she taps away at a few of the keys, but when nothing happens, she looks almost amusingly panicked.]
heavenscorpse: (Cross)

[personal profile] heavenscorpse 2012-11-10 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[V/V taps on the small camera light.] It's built into the computer.
heavenscorpse: (After Image)

[personal profile] heavenscorpse 2012-11-11 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
Whoever made this did a really good job.
heavenscorpse: (Black Barrel)

[personal profile] heavenscorpse 2012-11-11 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
Humans keep surprising me every day, really. It's amazing.
heavenscorpse: (Black Barrel)

[personal profile] heavenscorpse 2012-11-11 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
I wonder how much things would have advanced if the world hadn't...

[Oh, now she's making herself sad. But she can't be sad in front of this woman or she'll make her sad too!]

I'm V/V, what's your name?
heavenscorpse: (The Sky¸ It's Dark)

[personal profile] heavenscorpse 2012-11-13 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
There are... some things. Like the fifth floor. When you look at the viewfinders, it feels like it's my world that they show.

[She knows. She's a being made of thoughts, and all those thoughts have turned to pain.]
heavenscorpse: (Ultimate One)

[personal profile] heavenscorpse 2012-11-14 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm sure of it. I'm connected to people's thoughts there.
heavenscorpse: (Glitter Love)

[personal profile] heavenscorpse 2012-11-15 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
It... could be like that. That might be it... And then things wouldn't be as bad at home?
heavenscorpse: (Cross)

[personal profile] heavenscorpse 2012-11-15 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you, Irisviel. I'd been worried.

[Even when the people around her were doomed, she still could keep going because they had hope, too.]