Eleanor Lamb (
thebigsister) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-12-11 11:09 am
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[OPEN] I swear to drunk I'm not god.
Characters: Eleanor Lamb and YOU.
Setting: All over the Tower.
Format: Action, but I'll match you.
Summary: Eleanor doesn't really know how to handle this flu thing, it's been a long time since she's been sick! Well, conventionally sick that is.
Warnings: Cranky, cranky teenagers who can set things on fire with their minds. Also random teleporting and potential telekinetic shenanigans.
[Eleanor woke up this morning with her head feeling like it was stuffed with wool. That was a novelty of a sort, and not a very pleasant one. She shrugged it off though, not entirely familiar with the whole flu process, though somewhere in the back of her head, several dozen voices whined in unison about how awful it was.
Eleanor got dressed in her suit and as usual set out to wander around the Tower, steps slow and gaunt looming.
Except, even if you're used to seeing her go around by now, you might be surprised to see her stumbling a little, leaning heavily sideways and nearly falling off the stairs more than once. For all intents and purposes, it seems like nearly seven feet worth of drunken diving suit, though of course that's not the case.
Hell, her portholes are glowing blue. Blue. She didn't even know that was a thing that could happen.]
Setting: All over the Tower.
Format: Action, but I'll match you.
Summary: Eleanor doesn't really know how to handle this flu thing, it's been a long time since she's been sick! Well, conventionally sick that is.
Warnings: Cranky, cranky teenagers who can set things on fire with their minds. Also random teleporting and potential telekinetic shenanigans.
[Eleanor woke up this morning with her head feeling like it was stuffed with wool. That was a novelty of a sort, and not a very pleasant one. She shrugged it off though, not entirely familiar with the whole flu process, though somewhere in the back of her head, several dozen voices whined in unison about how awful it was.
Eleanor got dressed in her suit and as usual set out to wander around the Tower, steps slow and gaunt looming.
Except, even if you're used to seeing her go around by now, you might be surprised to see her stumbling a little, leaning heavily sideways and nearly falling off the stairs more than once. For all intents and purposes, it seems like nearly seven feet worth of drunken diving suit, though of course that's not the case.
Hell, her portholes are glowing blue. Blue. She didn't even know that was a thing that could happen.]

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Well, I think it's true.
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Thinking something's true doesn't make it so, you realize.
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[Tohko then tried to put an harm on Elanor's shoulder to steady her.]
Hey, you really should go lie down. You're going to fall down the stairs at this rate!
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[Though Tohko can't see it, Eleanor's smiling wryly.]
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[Tohko isn't really convinced..]
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[She sounds a little less sure than before.]
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[Eleanor shrugs again.]
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[You mean fall down the stairs like this?]
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You just did! Please, let me take you back to your dorm room.
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[Eleanor is being petulant and cranky.]
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[Going to bed. Being lazy. DNW! Serious DNW!]
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[And with that, Tohko will try to pull one of Elanor's arm's over her shoulder and keep it there so that she can support some of her body weight. If that works, she'll then start moving down the stairs carefully, so that they both don't fall.]
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Oh fine.
[Rather than let Tohko carry her weight though, Eleanor wraps an arm around the girl's waist, careful not to stab her with the needle, and then grips her tightly, before trying to teleport them both back to the dormitory levels.]
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Unless, of course, Eleanor was too sick for it.]
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...force of habit, sorry.
[The second time, at least, they make it to her room without major inconveniences.]
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Oh, it's alright. Don't worry about it.
[The second time, Tohko looked around at all the beds, not knowing which one belonged to Eleanor.]
Which one is yours?
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This one.
[She reached up to her neck, fiddling a little before pulling the helmet off. And now, without it, Tohko can see her sulk.]
I still think this is unnecessary.
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You may think it's unnecessary, but it's best for both you and the people you protect that you got some rest.
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[Excuse her while she starts pulling needle and harpoon off.]
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