towerofanimus | A'huntin we will go~

Characters: Luke fon Fabre and YOU
Setting: Floor Six (until he realizes how dangerous it is), and then Floor Thirty-Two.
Format: You decide.
Summary: Luke needs warmer clothes and something other than nutrition bars to eat. Naturally, this leads to so much fail.
Warnings: Luke. Failing. AT EVERYTHING.

[There was a soft rustle from the underbrush on floor six, and if you looked closely, you might see a head of red hair snooping around. He's being surprisingly quiet for one so loud, and if you stick around long enough, you'll get to see why.]

[There's a few deer lurking around, minding their own business, and Luke is heading straight for them. He keeps himself quiet, waiting... and then he leaps from his hiding place, sword brandished and eyes squeezed shut as he aims to behead one of the deer...!]

[...but the deer are having none of that. One with a medium size rack of antlers snapped its head toward Luke, baring its teeth and letting out a dangerous, not-very-deer-like growl. He somehow fumbled in mid-air, landing on his butt as the other deer turned on him, letting out similar noises. A startled, "Meep!" escaped from him as he scooted back on his behind, before finally flailing up to his feet.]

[This was the second batch that did that! This was so not a nice forest!]

[Later on, on floor thirty-six, you'll get to see him doing much of the same... with the same amount of success. Clearly, Luke fails at this whole "hunting" thing, and needs a mentor (or someone to mock him).]

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

[Headache incoming; sorry, Luke, but he's been watching through your eyes for a while, and has finally had enough of your flailing.]

/If you keep attacking with your eyes closed like that, of course you're going to miss./

G-gahh...!

[Luke fumbled to his knees, pressing his hands against his head. Ow, ow, ow; stupid original!]

C-can't you just come over and talk to me like a normal person!?

*Someone else had been watching the same group of deer as Luke. As the deer spook, someone throws a knife that looks like it was stolen from the kitchen at one of them. He'd intended to hit its neck, but with the poor balance of the knife combined with his illness, he barely grazed its leg instead as it ran off.

A second later, Margulis drops down from his hiding place in a tree, landing a little more heavily than he'd planned, and glares.*

If you're going to flail about wildly, do it where you won't be interfering with other people.

/I'm comfortable./

[If Luke cares to notice, there's a bit of a song at the edge of Asch's awareness - some kind of hymn from another world, which Asch is listening to as he's wedged up in a beanbag on the media floor.

The damn things really are comfortable.]

/Also, if you want to be quiet, try walking on the balls of your feet./

[Luke was more than happy to glare right back.]

Hey, at least I was trying to kill it. What the hell was that just now?

I was being quiet just fine, at least until someone interrupted me!

[Luke grumbled under his breath, folding his arms. There had to be an easy way to kill these deer, he just had to figure it out...]

...besides, I don't think the deer on this floor are normal.

*He coughs a bit, but ignores it and walks to retrieve his knife.*

An unfortunate problem with combining improvised weapons, minor illness and the ability nullifying nature of this floor.

/Not quiet by my measure. Special Forces would eat you alive if you call that sneaking./

[Yes, there's a bit of a huff there - really, Luke, you barely even avoid stepping on twigs and things that rustle.]

/And you can't honestly tell me you expect anything here to be normal./

[In that tone of voice, you'd think Asch was the one who'd been here for months, instead of a little over two weeks.]

...abilities are nullified here?

[He had no clue... then again, his only big ability was his lame attempt at using fields of fonons and hyperresonance. Of course he didn't realize it.]

I don't expect the deer to growl at me like that!

[As Luke backed away from the creepy mutated animals, someone, closer to the stairs began to sing.]

Kuroa Ryuo Zue...

[As her song continued, a shell of light encased Luke, keeping the deer from harming him.]

Luke!

[Tear came bounding through the trees, and almost as soon as she reached him, the force field around Luke faded away.]

Why are you-- Huh?

[Obviously, that wasn't supposed to happen...]

Anything beyond the capabilities of an un-augmented human are suppressed on this floor, including those brought about through technology or unusual heritage.

*It's a bit more obvious when you can normally leap over buildings and cut through solid steel.*

[...Facepalm. Forever.

Thank you, Luke, for the reminder that you're no good at any of this survival shit.]

/Didn't anyone ever tell you to expect the unexpected?/

[Maybe he'll go help out later, if the idiot still can't get it together. Big maybe. The beanbag is nice.]

[One of the deer hit her barrier, looking confused a moment, as was Luke. As soon as it vanished, though, the deer was right back to charging, antlers aimed for the both of them now.]

[Crap.]

[Luke spun around blindly, smacking the deer with his broken sword. It stumbled for a moment, dazed, before it went right back to growling at him, hoofing at the ground. He probably should have made a break for it... but with Tear there now, he couldn't look that lame!]

Back me up, Tear!

[He grit his teeth, standing his ground. Dammit, he was going to get a new coat and a decent meal if it was the last thing he did!]

[She hopped back and began to sing again, only... nothing happened.]

My hymns aren't working!

[So instead, she launched a pair of throwing knives for the beast's head.]

Hunh... I didn't realize.

[Oh well; that just meant he didn't have to worry about accidentally blowing up the entire floor at least.]

But deer eat grass! They're supposed to run away if something attacks them!

D-damn! Powers must not work against them!

[One of the knives hit the deer's antlers, making it shake its head in irritation. Luke shot forward while it was distracted, managing to bring his sword crashing down on the animal's skull... though it was more like cracking down. As the deer stumbled away at the attack, there was a noticeable snapping noise from Luke's blade, another crack appearing from the broken tip.]

In other words, that pitiful display just now truly is the best that you're capable of.

H-hey! Don't underestimate me just because I've never hunted before!

If that's how you attack, I doubt your target makes much difference.

[What. the. Hell. She stared at him in disbelief for a moment. But... Her lecture would have to wait. She didn't particularly want to be mauled by a mutant deer thanks to Luke using broken weapons.]

Fall back to the stairs! We won't be able to defeat them like this!

[She darted to her fallen knife and plucked that from the ground first though, because she only had so many with her.]

Edited 2012-12-20 01:35 (UTC)

Don't talk like that when you haven't even fought against me! Besides, I get better each day!

[...besides, Yu said so the last time they trained, and he only ended up on his ass five times out of ten.]

/Tower./

[Really, that should be all he has to say to get that point across. Although Luke has no way of seeing it, Asch is running a hand through his hair in agitation.]

/... If you'll trade me some of the meat, I'll come help./

[Luke glanced to the side, making a face as if Asch were standing next to him.]

...Lelouch is making me a coat from the hide. If I can get four skins to him, he can probably make two.

[Incentive, original?]

Page 1 of 11

A'huntin we will go~

[Mindlink abuse, so that'd be floor 6]

no subject

Floor 32

[Mindlink until further notice]

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

Floor 6..? because she's too scared to get to the other floor alone. ;A;

no subject

no subject

D'awww...

It's a secret~ thatonlyjadeknowsprobably ;A;

no subject

no subject

FFF

no subject

no subject

no subject

Re: FFF

no subject

no subject

no subject