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towerofanimus2013-01-03 10:38 pm
speaks_dirty) wrote in towerofanimus2013-01-03 10:38 pm
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Welcome back to hell...
Characters: Siira speaks_dirty and OPEN
Setting: Room 1-09, 39th Floor Gymnasium, 3rd Floor Library
Format: Action
Summary: Siira’s back in the tower and not happy.
Warnings: Swearing, her mouth is rather foul.
Room 1-09
[Waking up from sleep paralysis was a thing she had almost forgotten about. Happily, forgotten about, she‘d add. Waking up in the tower was more welcome than she‘d thought it would be. The remaining screams of the dead Planet still ringing in her ears. She was furious and feeling sick. And when it finally wore off, those in the room would be welcomed to the sound of an enraged yet equally agonized scream.]
FUCK!
[She coughs and gasps, already working on yanking off the white suit somewhat erratically and not caring about who is seeing her strip down to get it off. It‘s too confining. She hates being confined. A fear she‘d had since she was a child. Coughing and breathing heavily, calming down quickly as she can, she yanks open her trunk to grab one of her suits. There’s less in it this time but that‘s fine. She‘s only disappointed in the lack of a hand gun and she doesn‘t need one. That‘s why she was called Fist Fighter or Martial Arts among the Turks.]
39th Floor Gymnasium
[It was cold but she didn’t care. She grew up in Icicle and spent a lot of time there during the Geostigma Outbreak up there. Stripping off the jacket of her suit, she shivered and went into a few martial arts movements, warming her body up and relieving some of her anger before she lost her temper with someone. It doesn’t help so she moved on to the weights, swearing as she discovered that they were unmarked.]
Screw it.
[She just grabs one of the nearest weights and swears again as she nearly dislocates her shoulder in trying to lift it. Not that one then. She searches again until she finds a few that are acceptable, setting them up on a bar bell and proceeding to lift weights until her rage has subsided, she’s covered in sweat,]
3rd Floor Library
[Pulling a pair of oval shaped glasses from the pocket of her suit, Siira look over the covers of several books until settling on one from Gaia, published by Bugenhagen no less. She had time to kill, let’s read.]
speaks_dirty and OPENSetting: Room 1-09, 39th Floor Gymnasium, 3rd Floor Library
Format: Action
Summary: Siira’s back in the tower and not happy.
Warnings: Swearing, her mouth is rather foul.
Room 1-09
[Waking up from sleep paralysis was a thing she had almost forgotten about. Happily, forgotten about, she‘d add. Waking up in the tower was more welcome than she‘d thought it would be. The remaining screams of the dead Planet still ringing in her ears. She was furious and feeling sick. And when it finally wore off, those in the room would be welcomed to the sound of an enraged yet equally agonized scream.]
FUCK!
[She coughs and gasps, already working on yanking off the white suit somewhat erratically and not caring about who is seeing her strip down to get it off. It‘s too confining. She hates being confined. A fear she‘d had since she was a child. Coughing and breathing heavily, calming down quickly as she can, she yanks open her trunk to grab one of her suits. There’s less in it this time but that‘s fine. She‘s only disappointed in the lack of a hand gun and she doesn‘t need one. That‘s why she was called Fist Fighter or Martial Arts among the Turks.]
39th Floor Gymnasium
[It was cold but she didn’t care. She grew up in Icicle and spent a lot of time there during the Geostigma Outbreak up there. Stripping off the jacket of her suit, she shivered and went into a few martial arts movements, warming her body up and relieving some of her anger before she lost her temper with someone. It doesn’t help so she moved on to the weights, swearing as she discovered that they were unmarked.]
Screw it.
[She just grabs one of the nearest weights and swears again as she nearly dislocates her shoulder in trying to lift it. Not that one then. She searches again until she finds a few that are acceptable, setting them up on a bar bell and proceeding to lift weights until her rage has subsided, she’s covered in sweat,]
3rd Floor Library
[Pulling a pair of oval shaped glasses from the pocket of her suit, Siira look over the covers of several books until settling on one from Gaia, published by Bugenhagen no less. She had time to kill, let’s read.]
Re: Library
[She closes her eyes for a moment to think then shakes her head.]
Nah, ain't new. I was here months ago but they sent me back to what's left of the Planet. I used to be in room... 2-13. With Puru Two, she still around?
Library
[Tohko sighed and nodded.]
I see..I'm sorry to hear that. And Puru Two is still around! It's been awhile since I last saw her, but I did see her!
Re: Library
[A grin crosses her face. Well, now she'd have to go and find her later.]
That's good. I was kind'a hoping I'd see a familiar face. Half a year without seein' anyone kind of sucked.
Library
I understand. It gets pretty lonely not seeing anyone that you know in a strange place.
Re: Library
Library
I'm sorry to hear that..loneliness isn't something that should be faced for too long. At least..that's what I think.
Re: Library
[She gave Tohko a smirk at that.]
Library
Well..I'm not sure about harassing them, but it's good that you have a lot of new friends here!
Re: Library
And I can make some if I want.
Library
Yup! There are a lot of nice people here that you can be friends with. Hopefully I'll get to be one of those people for you.
Re: Library
Who knows, maybe you will!
[She winks and laughs. Tohko was pretty useful to have around so it was a good chance.]
Library
Well, if I did, that would be rather nice!
Re: Library
[Those parts of herself that people were allowed to know. Even after having left the Turks, parts of her life were kept to herself and her work history was a private thing. Which was half the reason she and the girls had just opened up a bar in Junon.]
Library
Well, you don't seem like a hard person to get along with, even now!
[Tohko hid the fact that she couldn't taste normal food from most of everyone, so she could deal with the fact that someone else wasn't that open with their life.]