01 | you can't break that which isn't yours

[scentofmakai]

Characters: Zett and you!
Setting: Floor 38, Floor 13, Floor 12, Floor 6
Format: Starting actionspam, will change to match!
Summary: Zett's not affected by the cold going around. He catches up on his reading in the lounge, ignores the sanctity of the church, does what he can with his favorite pasttime of watching the stars, and goes hunting.
Warnings: None so far?

[Floor 38]
[Zett has a book to read (it's about character analysis in anime - Setsuna and Mirai are Japanese, Setsuna and Mirai watch this kind of thing, therefore it must be interesting) and is lounging on one of the beanbags. He also has a box or two of tissues next to him, ganked from the infirmary, and if someone so much as sniffles-]

Gesundheit. [He throws the box towards them. It may hit them in the chest, or, if they're unlucky, the face.]

[Floor 13]
[In the church, passerby may find Zett stretched out on one of the pews. He's singing to himself, though it's not the hymn you'd expect in this setting.

...actually, it seems to be a rather dirty song about a pixie and an ogre that fell in love and their difficulties with the, ahem, consummation.]

[Floor 12]
[Or, perhaps they find Zett watching the projection here. This time, he'll greet anyone who enters the floor.]

The stars sure are pretty, aren't they?

[Floor 6]
[Time for dinner! Zett's not willing to live off of nutrition bars, so he hunts for food himself.

If you notice a deer or two being felled by sudden bursts of lightning through the trees, there's sure to be a green-haired boy scampering up to them before anyone else gets his meal. He pulls out a knife and starts skinning the animal then and there. There's no reason to go down to the cafeteria to eat, right?]

Comments

[scentofmakai]

How far from home have you been?

[egotrigger]

... Home is on the ship for me. So usually not far at all.

[He slides down to the floor, unable to keep standing.]

Except for a few years where I was running around the HRL, my home has been in space.

[scentofmakai]

...I guess the worst thing I can imagine is home being this tower.

[egotrigger]

[He laughs quietly, shaking his head.]

No. There's even worse places than this. Places where they'll use you and never even let you talk to anyone else unless you fight for it.

[scentofmakai]

Even the Deep Hole's not that bad...

[egotrigger]

Mm. This was an experimental research facility.

[scentofmakai]

Is that common where you're from...?

[egotrigger]

Not really. I guess I was just 'lucky'.

[The most sarcasm ever in that last word. He looks over at Hallelujah, even though Zett can't see him.]

[scentofmakai]

At least you know - no, there's no upside to that.

[egotrigger]

Not really, no.

[He hunches his shoulders a bit, trying to ignore Hallelujah's staring.]

[scentofmakai]

Where I'm from - well, I can't talk about where I grew up, since I'm kind of an interesting case. Split personalities are like that.

[egotrigger]

[His eyes widen a bit.]

... You too?

[scentofmakai]

Yeah. You're one too?

[egotrigger]

Ah... I have one...

[He tilts his head over towards where Hallelujah is standing where only he can see.]

[scentofmakai]

How much trouble do they give you?

[egotrigger]

More than he should.

['Eh? You're the one who won't do shit.']

Stop it, Hallelujah...

[scentofmakai]

So that's his name. Hi, Hallelujah. How are you doing?

[egotrigger]

[Allelujah blinks in surprise, looking over at Hallelujah. Hallelujah seems likewise surprised.]

['Is he seriously talking to me?']

I think so... ah... he's not usually very sociable... he mostly just hangs around and is irritating when I'm trying to make difficult decisions.

['Irritating? Look who's talking. What the hell's gotten into you today?']

Being sick doesn't help. Nothing's wrong with me otherwise, though.

['Like hell it's not.']

Didn't I tell you to stop bothering me?

['I don't give a shit. And you're making yourself look even more crazy since he can't hear me.']

Rrgh...

[scentofmakai]

You shouldn't just shut him up like that. Split personalities like us tend to take offense.

[egotrigger]

He's... pretty dangerous. It's better for everyone that he doesn't come out very often.

[scentofmakai]

Sounds like my main personality. He's more just an asshole though.

[egotrigger]

Hallelujah is... he enjoys killing, and does it far too much.

['Hah. Battles are for killing.']

I know, Hallelujah...

[scentofmakai]

That's still 'asshole' if you're a demon.

[egotrigger]

Well, we're not demons. We're - I'm a person.

[If Hallelujah counts as one too... he's not sure.]

[scentofmakai]

Demons are people too.