Shion Uzuki (
uzuki) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-12-01 05:58 pm
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Characters: Shion Uzuki, open
Setting: Floor 14, the media room
Format: I'll match whatever.
Summary: Shion wakes up, and decides to explore a little because that's totally a good idea.
Warnings: None yet~
[It was like a waking nightmare, and it felt completely surreal. Waking up in the tower, reading the letters that had been left there for her. She almost didn't know what to make of it. There was no way something like that could have happened to the Elsa... And her friends.
It didn't take her too long to push past the shock. She knew she had to get up and get out (and get her blood moving before she froze to death). She found her clothes and her weapon in the trunk at the end of her bed, and as soon as she was properly dressed, she set off to find out what had really happened.
After finding it, she rode the elevator down, and when the doors opened at Floor 21, she exited to the stairs. She wasn't sure why. Some instinct drew her out, and downward. Past the restaurant, and very carefully down the crumbling outdoor ramp. It was possibly somewhere in the bloodied hand print room that echoed with tortured screams that she began to wonder if her instincts were really something she could trust anymore, as she picked up the pace. She raced down the next few floors, as fast as she could without injuring herself, until finally she reached the 14th floor.
She was tired, cold, frightened, and confused. The media room seemed safe enough, and electronics were a somewhat familiar sight. So, looking shaken, she sank to her knees just off the stairs.]
What is this place...?
Setting: Floor 14, the media room
Format: I'll match whatever.
Summary: Shion wakes up, and decides to explore a little because that's totally a good idea.
Warnings: None yet~
[It was like a waking nightmare, and it felt completely surreal. Waking up in the tower, reading the letters that had been left there for her. She almost didn't know what to make of it. There was no way something like that could have happened to the Elsa... And her friends.
It didn't take her too long to push past the shock. She knew she had to get up and get out (and get her blood moving before she froze to death). She found her clothes and her weapon in the trunk at the end of her bed, and as soon as she was properly dressed, she set off to find out what had really happened.
After finding it, she rode the elevator down, and when the doors opened at Floor 21, she exited to the stairs. She wasn't sure why. Some instinct drew her out, and downward. Past the restaurant, and very carefully down the crumbling outdoor ramp. It was possibly somewhere in the bloodied hand print room that echoed with tortured screams that she began to wonder if her instincts were really something she could trust anymore, as she picked up the pace. She raced down the next few floors, as fast as she could without injuring herself, until finally she reached the 14th floor.
She was tired, cold, frightened, and confused. The media room seemed safe enough, and electronics were a somewhat familiar sight. So, looking shaken, she sank to her knees just off the stairs.]
What is this place...?

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[There's a note of worry in her voice, since it's not like him to take a joke that far, at least not in a situation like this...]
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Well, what is it? Is it that you came here earlier than I thought? So maybe you just don't know about what we were all doing recently...
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*Sigh.*
Where I'm from, you haven't seen me in three years...at least not knowing it was me, anyway. I died in the Archetype incident. I'm a Testament now.
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[She finally lets go of him completely, and sits back on the floor, shaking her head.]
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*He leans forward and without so much as a flash of light, his Vector uniform is replaced by a brown Testament cloak, complete with mask covering his face.*
I'm...sorry.
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No.. But... [She doesn't even have words.]
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It's not your fault. It's a decision I made for myself.
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[She's not sure what to say to him. Essentially, he is Allen. But not HER Allen? Was that even possible?]
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I'm sorry, this must be a lot to take in, and...a lot of disappointment, too.
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[Well, okay. She's a little disappointed, but she doesn't want to tell him that.]
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[She turns her face away.]
I don't know what to think. You're still Allen...
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[Both of those things are true... Not to mention the fact that he seems to be pushing her away. Maybe he didn't want her burdening him after all...]
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But maybe your version of me will show up here too, one day. Then you can forget all about me and maybe get at least a little normalcy back.
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[She couldn't say for sure what she'd do if her Allen did appear there, but the idea of both of them being there or hurting either of them isn't a pleasant one.
Her eyes began to well up with tears. Just when she thought thing were getting better... When she had a chance to be happy, everything had to fall apart.]
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*He reaches out toward her again, but this time leaves his hand in the air when hesitation strikes.*
It...would probably be better for you. I'm dead, remember? I don't have any right to be a major part of your life now.
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Keywords relevant XD
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