towerofanimus | 002 - Delirium isn't fun.

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002 - Delirium isn't fun.

Characters: Rose Lalonde and you!
Setting: Around the tower
Format: I'll match you!
Summary: Rose was unable to escape this weird flu going around and is trying to take care of herself. Trying, being the keyword there.
Warnings: Swearing? Sickness. Idk, probably not much other than that.

She'd been wandering a little aimlessly for a while now. Face flushed, that is probably the most obvious clue that she's gotten sick too. If not, she's also sweating slightly and looks like she hasn't slept in a week (In truth, she's been sleeping more than she's comfortable with).

She'd ventured out of her room for medicine and maybe something to eat, but thanks to this pounding headache (and maybe her fever? She's not sure if that's affecting her or not) she has she keeps forgetting what she was doing. Thankfully she has the help of her Dragonite and Espeon, otherwise she might just get stranded in some room to sit and suffer.

Either way, she can be found wandering. Sometimes she knows where she's going, some times she looks a little lost. Maybe you can help?

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Rei is also shuffling around listlessly. After all, it was hard for her to get up her energy when she has to deal with the fact that she killed and ate people but days before. The memories are hazy, but they're still present. She can't remember the faces of most of her victims, but she still knows she did a horrible, horrible thing.

She just wants to be away from people, so she's walking through the floors, hoping to find an isolated spot. The Cathedral was out of the question. It reminds her too much of her rampage. Instead, she's settled for one of the floating islands. At least, it's a pretty spot for her to sulk in.

She perks up, just a little bit, at the sight of the seemingly familiar girl.

"Hey."

The greeting is quiet and half-hearted. She's doing it as a courtesy more than anything.

Rose jumps - just a little, she totally wasn't caught off guard - at the greeting, glancing around real quick before spotting Rei. Well, she's the only one here so she must be the one who said it.

"Oh. Salutations." Even though her companions fuss and try to get her to go towards the stairs, she waves them off and wanders over to her. Sorry, guys, new person to meet! Far more important right now. At least she wraps her long pink scarf around her neck another time to help keep warm. "How are you today?"

"Okay. I guess."

She looks up at Rose, but doesn't move from the spot where she's sitting.

"What about you?

"I'm pretty sure I've caught a bit of a bug, but other than that I can't complain." That's fine with her, she's just going to caaaarefully sit down across from you oh no wait. Apparently she's just going to fall on her butt in the process. Oh well, goal still accomplished. And there are a few sneezes before she can continue. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

She looks over at Rose, concerned not just with the physical condition of the other girl, but with the greeting that Rose gave her.

"Rose? Are you okay? You sound...odd."

She leans over and tries to take a closer look at Rose.

Blink. "Ah, so you already know me. Unfortunately, I'm sorry to say it was likely a me that was here before. I've only just arrived, on the fourth."

Now she kind of feels bad.

"...Ah."

Rei pulls away from the other girl.

"So this is what happens when people leave."

She has to wonder where Rose went, and if she was happy there. Did she have a John and monsters movies to keep her company?

"It seems so. My apologies, but I'm afraid I don't know your name. Or remember it, in any case."

Most likely. She went back home, after all, so it would only make sense to have them there. Right?

Unless the Tower works differently than Johto did, she doesn't know.

"I'm Rei!"

There's just a little bit more energy to her voice. In a way, she had lost a friend, but here was an opportunity to make a new one.

"Glad to meet you again."

Normally, she would extend her hand to Rose, but she doesn't know if she can trust her own body at the moment.

"As I said, it's a pleasure Rei." That's okay, she wouldn't want to get her sick. "Have you been here long?"

Rei shakes her head.

"Nope. Only since October. But I got to play some fun games. And I met the other version of you during one of them."

"Oh, that's not very long at all! And the other version? It's a shame I missed her. I'd be very interested in meeting another me, if nothing else than for the psychological intrigue."

"It's always great to meet your other selves, isn't it? Though sometimes, it makes me realize how good my world was compare to everyone else's."

[So John tried to wait for Rose to come back. He really did! He was patient and everything! But then she was gone forever and he got really bored and lonely and decided that he should definitely to and go find her.]

[Elliot was none too pleased about this, and managed to foil several of John's attempts, but eventually John got to a point where he would not stand being confined to an empty bed by a mother hen ghost.]

[If Rose happens to come back at just the right time, she'll find John struggling with Elliot in front of the door to his bedroom.]

Leggo, Elliot! [Cough cough.] Jus' gonna go find Rose, I'll be fiiinnee!

[[Well when she does, it's more like Vodka comes upon them, Rose sitting in his arms. One of her knees is kind of scraped up but she's awake and just. Watching them a moment before laughing a little.]]

John, you should be laying down.

[John stops struggling for a minute and looks up, face lighting up when he sees that he wasn't hearing things.]

Rose! You're ba-- hey!!!

[Elliot takes advantage of Rose's distraction and hefts John up over his shoulder, dragging him back inside the bedroom so that he can plop John back on the bed. He does, at least, leave the door open for Rose and Vodka.]

[[Vodka and Guile follow, the dragon ducking under the doorway so he fits and watching as Elliot plops him back into bed. Rose was about to say something but...she glances over Vodka's shoulder for a moment and then looks down at her Espeon, speaking to her in a low voice. Almost a whisper.]]

Guile, would you please shut the door?

[[She obliges, closing the door followed by hopping onto the bed to sniff John a little. Rose relaxes a bit and then smiles back at John and his ghost dad.]]

What were you doing out of bed?

[Pout. Sniffle. Sniffly pout.]

Goin' to find you.

[His voice is even hoarser today than it was yesterday. At this rate, he'll lose his voice completely in a day or so. Elliot resumes his spot at the foot of the bed, just...floating there. Watching the door.The ghost with one eye watches all the things, that's his job.]

[[She can tell. Here, she'll hand you a water bottle! Vodka doesn't seem intent on setting her down any time soon, so you'll have to reach a little but. Still.]]

You sound horrible.

[And reach he does, whining a little in doing so. But yay, water. It doesn't really do much for his voice other than make it sound slightly less dry. Still sounds like crap though.]

Whaaaat? You mean you don't find my gravelly man voice to be attra--[Coughing fit, please stand by. Okay, more water.] ...attractive?

[John...no.]

As attractive as your new manly voice is, it doesn't sound very comfortable.

[[And that's when she stops, pinching her nose and scrunching her face up a little. Come on sneeze. Stay down!]]

Ahaaa...it's not.

[His throat hurts, weh.]

So where'd you go, anyway?

To get medi...i... [[Achoo!]] ...medicine.

[Sniffle.]

Any luck?

[Kind of seems like more and more people are getting sick, don't you think? John wouldn't be surprised if they're starting to run out.]

[[She pulls out the cough medicine she found with a smile.]]

I think so.

Hooraaaaa-- [APPROPRIATELY TIMED COUGHING FIT.]

[[ChuckliOH GOD COUGHING FIT.]]

Stupid flu...we should get this in us I guess.

[Cough.]

Y-Yeah. [Hack.] After you, then.

Despite how morbid this floor was, Dave ended up frequenting it more than most. Nothing really happened on this floor, and he liked visiting the graves. It was bittersweet in some way. He left birthday cards on Rose Strider and John Lalonde's graves on their respective birthdays.

Dave was just walking through this time, glancing at all the names. He's pretty sure there are more graves now than there used to be, Christ.

He wrapped his cape around him tightly, shivering still. Dave was not meant for cold weather, most definitely. Even with Missy by his side, although the pokemon seemed to be wary of their surroundings. But it might be because of Dave really. He seemed tense, even without the shivering and coughing and sneezing. He kept glancing around him every so often, like he was looking for something or someone.

Rose had just watched him a moment when she entered the floor, standing and wavering slightly in her spot, before approaching Dave. Even though Guile and John really want her to stop making stops, they just follow quietly. Well. Guile follows quietly and John makes a few whines.

So if Dave didn't know they were there before, he likely has an inkling they are now.

Hey. Hey, he doesn't mind if she kind of leans against him a little when she finally reaches him, right? Not that she really means to but ugh she feels really heavy.

Dave holds his arms out automatically when he feels her weight on him. Woah, Rose, you aren't dying or anything right? He kind of does his best to check if she isn't suffering from anything extreme. "I love having dead weight as much as the next person, but you okay?"

Dave glances at Missy than to Rose's Pokemon. "Shouldn't you be back in your dorm room?" Like he's one to talk.

Nah she's pretty much dying. He can likely feel the fever radiating off her, and her pair of Pokemon just give him a worried look.

"I'm trying to find medicine. You haven't seen any running around, have you?"

"Rose, can we take a moment to just think about what you just said? Come on, I'm taking you back to your room." He was okay with taking care of Rose. It'll distract him from his own sickness and problems. He kind of moves them so that she can lean her weight on him and he can start helping her back to her room. "You're fucking nuts, Rose. What are you doing walking around like this?"

Enoch had gathered wood for a small fire on the empty floor where the two staircases, outside and inside, met. He sat with a pen and paper, idly scratching away at it beside the fire, wrapped up in his cloak and a blanket on top of that - this floor's loss of powers meant he had no armor, after all. It was that much less insulation. Sometimes he gave up the attempt to watch the snowfall outside, sometimes he'd bury his face in the blanket or the side of his hood to warm his nose and mouth.

When Enoch saw the movement from the corner of his eye, he looked up...only to see a lost-looking girl wandering around.

"Are you all right?" he asked, pushing his hood back just a little so Rose had more of a face to see and not some vague fire-deep shadows behind the hood.

The question startles her only a little - she'd heard the cracks of the fire so wasn't completely caught unaware but for some reason hadn't figured anyone would actually be here - but she turns to where it came from.

Oh. It looks really warm over there.

"I'm all right." Wandering in Enoch's direction, she stands close to the fire. He can probably tell she's not 'all right', if not for her obvious flu symptoms than at least by the fact she wobbles slightly when she stands still. "I'm warm now, at least. Are you all right?"

Enoch nodded - he was fine. But she still wasn't looking so good. "You should sit a while. You don't look steady on your feet."

"May I? I wouldn't want to encroach upon your fire or anything." But boy that sounds really good right now.

"It isn't. You look like you need it." He smiled and gestured for her to take a seat near it. "It isn't as if you're stealing its heat from me."

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002 - Delirium isn't fun.

floor 32

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outside dorm 1-12

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Floor 48; Graveyard

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Floor 36

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