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[uzuki]

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...?

Comments

[temptestament]

Keep it for now, we can load the branches onto it when we're done.

[uzuki]

[Nope sorry, she pushes it on him anyway.]

It shouldn't take too much longer.

[Because she can mow down branches fairly quickly.]

[temptestament]

If you're sure...

*So he lays the blanket out and starts piling branches on the middle of it, trying to get them to lay as flat as he can.*

[uzuki]

[After a few more branches are cut, she starts bringing them over.]

[temptestament]

*He rubs at his arms through his sleeves and shivers.*

Do you think this'll be enough?

[uzuki]

[She nods, placing the last two in the blanket before crossing her arms, and pushing her freezing hands inside her jacket.]

Yes, I think that should be good for now.

[temptestament]

Alright, then let's get out of here.

*He folds the blanket up like a sack and hauls it over his shoulder. It's a little on the heavy side due to sheer bulk, but it's not like he never carried heavy objects as a human, considering his hobbies and the machinery he tended to work with.*

[uzuki]

[She would have offered to help, but well... There's that numbness in her limbs, so she simply follows after him cautiously.]

[temptestament]

*He was expecting that, which is why he didn't even ask. The bag tips his balance a bit off as he moves to the staircase, but he manages to compensate by leaning slightly against the tower itself.*

[uzuki]

[Shion is making her way down in a similar manner .-.]

[temptestament]

*When they make it back to the spiral staircase, he looks down, then back at his bag.*

There is no way I'm carrying this on that.

*And so he'll pause to tie the top, then go down just far enough to heave it over the edge of the staircase.*

[uzuki]

[Well, that makes sense. She looks over the edge to watch it fall, then continues down again, a bit slowly.]

[temptestament]

*He keeps one hand on the spine of the staircase, hoping it behaves this time.*

[uzuki]

[It seems to be!]

[temptestament]

*And when they get down he sighs in relief as the cold fades to nothing more than an awareness.*

Alright. Are you ready to head back down to the meadow?

[uzuki]

[Shaking, she nods rigidly. As soon as possible, most likely~]

[temptestament]

*And one more time, space distorts around them, along with the bag of wood, and they're suddenly standing back in the middle of the meadow with the sack sitting next to them.*

You know some fire Ethers, right?

[uzuki]

Yes...

[She crouches to open the bag, and arrange the pieces of wood, on a clear patch of ground. She then stands and shoots a small fire ether into it.]

[temptestament]

*He spreads out the slightly damp blanket next to the pile of wood, watching as the fire grows.*

That should last long enough to get you warmed up, at least.

[uzuki]

Thank you, Allen.

[She stands, and holds her hands up to the flame to warm them.]

[temptestament]

Don't worry about it. I'd go much farther than that to make sure you were safe.

[uzuki]

[She smiled at that and closed her eyes for a moment, taking in the warmth. It was nice to feel like you weren't about to die~]

[temptestament]

Why don't you sit down? It'll get you closer to the fire.