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towerofanimus2012-12-20 08:40 pm
facedthetruth) wrote in towerofanimus2012-12-20 08:40 pm
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Characters: Margulis and Tear Grants, then open.
Setting: Floor 30 (closed prompt), then floor 13
Format: Either
Summary: Margulis, overcome with an unexplained sense of guilt due to the flu, decides to visit a floor that reminds him of an old friend. Thanks to the staircase on the thirtieth floor and the fact that he's not up to his usual level, he needs a little help along the way...
Warnings: Violence, blood, possible mention of murder, suicide and human experimentation and Xenosaga being suffering.
[Floor 30]
Margulis had been hunting when the guilt struck. The emotion wasn't an unfamiliar one to the long-deserted U-TIC commander, but normally he could pin down the reason for it. It wasn't like he didn't have plenty to regret. But this time it was just a vague, nagging sense that he'd done something wrong. So, naturally, his mind filled in a reason: the death of one of his best friends. With her on his mind, he decided to head down to a specific floor that had reminded him of her the moment he saw it.
But as his luck would have it, taking the long route to get out of the annoying group of power nullifying floors faster turned out to be a bad idea. The staircase on the thirtieth floor chose now, while he was too distracted to react in time, to drop out from under him. By the time he got to his feet, he had just enough warning to dodge out of the way of a Darknut's sword. Ordinarily, he might have been an even match for the creature, likely even somewhat stronger due to his superhuman abilities. But now he didn't even have the energy to maintain his full enhancements. His Ethers were useless, and as he clashed blades with the monster, his growing list of wounds made it obvious that he couldn't defeat it alone.
[Floor 13]
But despite his detour on floor 30, Margulis eventually made his way to the cathedral floor. After the noise of the other floors, the quiet was a relief. Even his unusually heavy footsteps were barely audible as he walked to the front of the line of pews, his movements making it clear that he was injured even with his dark clothing concealing the bloodstains. As he sat down heavily, his mind drifted off to his own world, to events that had occurred not even hours before he'd arrived in the tower. In this state, he wouldn't even notice the muffled sounds of someone else entering the floor.
Setting: Floor 30 (closed prompt), then floor 13
Format: Either
Summary: Margulis, overcome with an unexplained sense of guilt due to the flu, decides to visit a floor that reminds him of an old friend. Thanks to the staircase on the thirtieth floor and the fact that he's not up to his usual level, he needs a little help along the way...
Warnings: Violence, blood, possible mention of murder, suicide and human experimentation and Xenosaga being suffering.
[Floor 30]
Margulis had been hunting when the guilt struck. The emotion wasn't an unfamiliar one to the long-deserted U-TIC commander, but normally he could pin down the reason for it. It wasn't like he didn't have plenty to regret. But this time it was just a vague, nagging sense that he'd done something wrong. So, naturally, his mind filled in a reason: the death of one of his best friends. With her on his mind, he decided to head down to a specific floor that had reminded him of her the moment he saw it.
But as his luck would have it, taking the long route to get out of the annoying group of power nullifying floors faster turned out to be a bad idea. The staircase on the thirtieth floor chose now, while he was too distracted to react in time, to drop out from under him. By the time he got to his feet, he had just enough warning to dodge out of the way of a Darknut's sword. Ordinarily, he might have been an even match for the creature, likely even somewhat stronger due to his superhuman abilities. But now he didn't even have the energy to maintain his full enhancements. His Ethers were useless, and as he clashed blades with the monster, his growing list of wounds made it obvious that he couldn't defeat it alone.
[Floor 13]
But despite his detour on floor 30, Margulis eventually made his way to the cathedral floor. After the noise of the other floors, the quiet was a relief. Even his unusually heavy footsteps were barely audible as he walked to the front of the line of pews, his movements making it clear that he was injured even with his dark clothing concealing the bloodstains. As he sat down heavily, his mind drifted off to his own world, to events that had occurred not even hours before he'd arrived in the tower. In this state, he wouldn't even notice the muffled sounds of someone else entering the floor.
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If he was at full strength, he wasn't sure. But that didn't matter right now, since he was far too drained to even temporarily boost himself that far. Not that it would stop him from taking advantage of his enemy's momentarily dropped guard. With a lunge, he managed to stab the tip of his blade under its armor, earning a faint creaking sound before he had to fall back to avoid a swipe of its own sword.
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"I'll distract it!"
She darted to the side quickly and raised her weapon again.
"Pow hammer!"
A rubber mallet materialized above the Darknut and fell suddenly, bashing it on the head. She repeated this process again. Dashing in another direction and casting the hammer. She was hoping it would be annoying enough to get its attention.
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"Keep your distance. I doubt that staff of yours would survive blocking a blow from this thing intact."
The monster did indeed turn its attention to Tear and, as it turned to face her, Margulis dashed in the opposite direction from her, placing himself behind their opponent and lunging. The armor creaked again, then the damaged pauldron tore free, exposing a small area of white flesh.
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