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towerofanimus2013-01-03 08:29 pm
pellegri) wrote in towerofanimus2013-01-03 08:29 pm
Entry tags:
Riding the intro wave
Characters: Pellegri and any awesome person who wants to meet her
Setting: Floor 4, Floor 12, or Floor 13!
Format: I'm a conformist
Summary: Pellegri is here, and what a shock, she's not happy.
Warnings: None yet.
After waking and realizing she was obviously not on the durandal anymore, Pellegri had changed into her own clothing, made herself presentable, and made sure to grab her glaive. Somewhere, she learned about oatmeal and collars, and horrible experiments. She found the cafeteria and sneaked away with her plain oatmeal to force it down in private, then set about deciding what she would do.
[04]
The walls on the fourth floor might have been shatter proof, but Pellegri had no way of knowing. Since no one was around to stop her, she decided to test them. She knew that even if she did manage to break through, there was no telling how far down the ground might be, but she felt like she had to try anyway. And anyone entering the floor would be greeted with the sight of an angry middle-aged woman attacking windows with a spear.
[12]
While taking a little time to explore, Pellegri stopped on floor 12. At first, she thought she might catch a glimpse of home (maybe a nicer one than that other floor with screens), but it didn't take her long to realize what she was actually witnessing. The destruction of planets... whole star systems... Life. She watched the stars bitterly for a while, wondering if they were real depictions. And if, maybe, these were other worlds people had spoken of. If so, who was responsible for this destruction.
[13]
Pellegri may have had her faith in Ormus destroyed, but her faith in general still existed on some level. It wasn't even that though, it was simply the setting. The colors, the lighting... It brought back memories, good and bad. Pellegri sat in one of the front pews, staring forward blankly in thought. She wasn't sure if this church was meant as respite or mockery, given the situation. Regardless, it was a small comfort while she considered her new home.
Setting: Floor 4, Floor 12, or Floor 13!
Format: I'm a conformist
Summary: Pellegri is here, and what a shock, she's not happy.
Warnings: None yet.
After waking and realizing she was obviously not on the durandal anymore, Pellegri had changed into her own clothing, made herself presentable, and made sure to grab her glaive. Somewhere, she learned about oatmeal and collars, and horrible experiments. She found the cafeteria and sneaked away with her plain oatmeal to force it down in private, then set about deciding what she would do.
[04]
The walls on the fourth floor might have been shatter proof, but Pellegri had no way of knowing. Since no one was around to stop her, she decided to test them. She knew that even if she did manage to break through, there was no telling how far down the ground might be, but she felt like she had to try anyway. And anyone entering the floor would be greeted with the sight of an angry middle-aged woman attacking windows with a spear.
[12]
While taking a little time to explore, Pellegri stopped on floor 12. At first, she thought she might catch a glimpse of home (maybe a nicer one than that other floor with screens), but it didn't take her long to realize what she was actually witnessing. The destruction of planets... whole star systems... Life. She watched the stars bitterly for a while, wondering if they were real depictions. And if, maybe, these were other worlds people had spoken of. If so, who was responsible for this destruction.
[13]
Pellegri may have had her faith in Ormus destroyed, but her faith in general still existed on some level. It wasn't even that though, it was simply the setting. The colors, the lighting... It brought back memories, good and bad. Pellegri sat in one of the front pews, staring forward blankly in thought. She wasn't sure if this church was meant as respite or mockery, given the situation. Regardless, it was a small comfort while she considered her new home.
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[A bit of light teasing on chaos's part.]
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[She trailed off, then paused for a moment.]
There is truly another reality where I stayed with Ormus?
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I would like to speak to Margulis. Do you know where I would be likely to find him?
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As I am relieved to hear that he came to the same decision.
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It is good to hear that a version of him that came to that decision exists. It is one of the few blessings in this place that we get to interact.
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