towerofanimus | (no subject)

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23:30:00
Silent dormitory rooms are lined with bodies--not dead, just sleeping. Throughout the tower it is pitch black and silent. At the base of the tower, countless shining eyes, watching.

23:45:00
The tower hums to life. Lights blink on in one by one; only the dormitory rooms remain dark. A small army of blank-faced humanoids appear and spend the next ten minutes taking various positions around the tower.

23:59:00
An order given. The dormitory room lights blink on.

00:00:00
You are awake.

00:00:30
You can move.

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Castiel glanced at the blond before he stood up, head tilted as he analyzed the whole scenario. With a few wingbeats, he exited the room to investigate everything, returning within a few seconds to stand by the end of his bed.

"This is not anywhere that I know," he announced solemnly, eyes finally looking down. The familiar weight of Jimmy's trenchcoat wasn't there; instead it was replaced by a white bodysuit of some sort.

"Strange."

"I don't--ah!"

He was distracted from responding to Germany--though Germany seemed a bit different from the one he remembered, he didn't know Germany all that well anyway--by the man who'd spoken before taking flight.

"Um. W-who are you?"

Germany was no stranger to oddities, but the man suddenly flying off and returning as if it were nothing certainly stunned him for a moment. Mentally telling himself to get a grip, he rose to his feet, eyes still fixed on the stranger in the room.

As he moved, he felt a weight around his neck, a collar. He tugged at it gently as Lithuania questioned the other man. It wasn't tight enough to restrict his breathing, but it was alarming all the same and didn't seem like it would be coming off easily.

"I am Castiel," came the gruff reply as the angel tugged at the bodysuit, frowning slightly. He was sure his vessel wouldn't approve of such... strange clothing, and, ignoring the other two men in the room, he stripped down to nothing before inspecting the trunk.

"This area has restricted my limits, and I cannot move out of the walls in which we are imprisoned in," he explained, slowly taking his clothes out of the trunk. "It is not Earth, but neither is it Heaven or Hell."

Lithuania made note of Germany's collar and felt his own neck, and the collar that was on it. "Eh, what's this..."

He looked away, startled, when the other man began stripping. "Um, how can you tell...?"

Germany turned away as the other man stripped. Why was he constantly around people with little decency?

"Where else could we be?"

"This is not somewhere that I know of." Castiel ignored the startled looks from the other two as he meticulously put on his clothes, drawing from Jimmy's memories. "We are in a tower, and we cannot get out."

A tower? He looked at the rest of the room while he waited, and finally found the papers beside his bed.

"Oh, did you read--Ehh?"

Their world was destroyed? That was impossible, he would be dead.

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