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[atlasia]

Characters: Sion and you
Setting: Various floors
Format: Prose or Action, I'll match what ever you want to do
Summary: Sion looking at a few of the floors along with spending way to much time in the research lab.
Warnings: None so far

Floor 25

[ After a few days of figuring out which floors were safe to venture on Sion is relaxing a little on floor 25 since it offered nice weather and a little bit of color compared to the rest of the tower. Plus after the whole candy thing relaxing was a good thing to do. ]

Floor 27

[ There was nothing like being able to use a lab again, compared to the one she had under the mansion this was well stocked and far better than what ever she managed to get her hands on while in Japan. Though there was the problem of what all the materials in the lab did since none of the chemicals were lined up differently then what she was used to. Never the less it was more than enough to allow her to continue her research for once. ]

Floor 28

[ Even though Sion didn't play an instrument she still wanted to take a look at the room since odds are Ries would want to go sometime in order to preform. Plus it was important to get a good look at what the tower offered to do for those who had free time anyway. ]

Comments

Floor 25

[doesnotgetit]

It seems this floor is very popular.

[Hey, Sion, there's someone else here with you! A normal-looking brown-haired girl who also seems to have been wandering about for a bit.]

I'm not surprised. It's probably the calmest floor here.

Floor 25

[rewindingly]

[ Homura had had similar thoughts. Exhausted, more emotionally than physically, from the candy stealing and privately seeking to sort out her stresses.
It never hurt to scout out nice areas like this either. She needed many location choices for taking Madoka in emergency situations and this fit the bill. It was open enough that Homura could easily see any attacks or threats coming and stop time in order to react. ]

... Good afternoon. [ She hadn't really planned to come across anyone, but does not ignore Sion. The exact opposite, really. Even if Sion was not in her original plans, Homura isn't about to be needlessly rude. It is not as if she is doing anything dire at that exact moment. ]

[atlasia]

Considering what had taken place not to long ago I don't blame anyone for wanting to use this place to relax for a bit.

[atlasia]

Good afternoon, I would assume you're here to relax as well? [ Sion's not going to be cold and not respond it would be rude. Plus given how it's best to try and be on good terms with people it would be helpful to be nice to others. ]

Floor twenty-eight

[whiteblackknight]

[The piano resounds with a pleasant, if melancholic, musical number.]

[The cathedral's pipe organ was nothing quite like an orchestra-grade piece of equipment. Even if, technically, Allen has no idea how to play the piano. His fingers do the work for him.]

Hm?

[doesnotgetit]

Yeah, exactly. I know I'm desperate to forget all of that. [Dying, mostly. She didn't cause too much trouble when she came back, but that feeling of being crushed... she shudders.]

Were things troubling for you at all?

Floor 27

[warriorscribe]

*Enoch normally avoided this floor, after inhaling something too sharply had made him feel sick for a while.

Though...when he saw someone who appeared to know what they were doing, Enoch thought again. Maybe there was something this place could do...*

...Ah...excuse me. You know how to work with what's here?

floor 28

[chainsawn]

[ Some instruments are playing by themselves, but in the middle of all of it is a girl in her mid-teens, probably, playing an instrument too. A trombone, to be more specific. It seems she doesn't even stop at first when she spots Sion. ]

Floor 25

[scorchedchivalry]

[Saber happens to be on her way toward the staircase, a pair of shinai in her hand, to leave the floor when she crosses paths with the irritating purple-haired woman. She shoots her a glance as she passes, but doesn't say anything.]

[atlasia]

Nothing terrible had happened to me, but a friend of mine was not so lucky.

[atlasia]

I'm looking around trying to find something for a friend. [ Though Sion knows nothing about music past the technical part of it. ]

[atlasia]

If the equipment here functions like a lab you would find anywhere else then yes, I know how to use the equipment here.

[atlasia]

[ Sion had really only seen string instruments played before thanks to Ries often wanting to practice in their free time. But it was the first time she really saw someone practicing something else. ]

How long have you been playing for?

[atlasia]

[ Out of all the people that Sion could run in to Saber was one she wanted to avoid. ]

If you're avoiding me due to the other conversation it's quite a silly grudge.

[whiteblackknight]

[It's that girl from before...from that comedy troupe, he thinks.]

Oh yeah? I'd wish you good luck, but this place has about everything. You'll find it. [Whatever it is--his next melody is quiet, almost distant.]

I never told you my name. It's Allen.

[chainsawn]

[ At the question she actually stops. It's in a fairly comically blank way even - she stops playing, blinks a few times as she stares, and only then does she fully lower the instrument. ]

... Just now? Or in general..? [ Her tone is blank - as usually with her. ]

[scorchedchivalry]

I believe I am continuing on my way, not avoiding you. I simple had no desire to engage you in conversation.

floor 25;

[yumizuka]

[ After being forced to do what she had to due to her first death in this tower, Satsuki is a bit more feeble than usual. She's not looking for pity (who feels sorry for a vampire), but she isn't in the mood to show off how vulnerable she might be. So when she happens upon Sion? ]

Hey there. [ She'll settle into the floor beside her. ] Are you settling in okay?

[ At least she's out of her costume now; seems the tower was kind enough to give her an outfit from home. ]

[doesnotgetit]

... I'm sorry to hear that. Are they okay now...?

[warriorscribe]

*Enoch glances around at the unfamiliar materials and tools. He had no idea what the future might be able to create. So he had to chance looking foolish.*

Is there any way the things here...ah... Is it possible to create a message that only one person can see, without using a code?

floor 25

[fingerbangingood]

[Yusuke was a troll when it came right down to it, though more perverted if nothing else. Which is why as he raced across the field, obviously training given the lack of a jacket and instead a white shirt.

And now he had slid under Sion, raising eyebrows as he saw underneath her skirt.]

Now THAT'S a beautiful sight!

[...No matter how strong he was, he was still a dumbass.]

[rewindingly]

... yes.

[ The response is quiet and uncertain. Homura does not want to waste her time with useless allies in the tower, but she does not want to be rude either. ]

Am I intruding?

[atlasia]

[ If it's one thing Sion can't stand it's perverts who flip skirts, along with idiots and since most of the time the two were one in the same it was normal to group them together. ]

You better have a decent reason for doing that.

[atlasia]

I'm settling in just fine, are you doing ok Satsuki? [ After the whole costume deal she really didn't know what else to say. ]

[atlasia]

If you didn't wish to engage in a conversation then why did you glance at me beforehand?