pisces out of water ( 001 ; OPEN )

[dysrhythmias.livejournal.com]

Characters: the new fish Kanata and whoever wants to deal with him
Setting: F19, 1-04 Roomies ; Morning or Afternoon
Format: Action, but prose is okay!
Summary: Kanata is a new kid in the tower, and he needs some enlightening. Or a rude awakening. Either or.
Warnings: He might swear, but nothing too bad.


A. ROOM 1-04

[ For those of you who are oh so unfortunate to live with this crybaby slob, you'll find Kanata snoring, only just a little loudly, from his bed. He's not yet woken up and has no idea where he is. You're welcome to yell and jump on him, but it might take a while to wake sleeping beauty. His sheer terror at finding you there might be amusing, however. ]

B. FLOOR 19

[ Kanata isn't pleased. He'd woken up far away from where he was supposed to be; he was at least bright enough to know that. He'd stumbled around a dark hallway, frightened and angry and ready to thrash at just about anything that planned on coming his way. He'd nearly fallen down a set of stairs trying to run out of this god forsaken place. Now he's in a library which is CERTAINLY not a place he wants to be right now. Remember that rule about being quiet in libraries? Kanata doesn't either. ]

Where am I? What the hell am I doin' here? Someone better start explaining things or I'll....I'll...!

[ He's not sure what he'll do yet. And he's also not about to cry either. Totally. ]

Comments

[dysrhythmias.livejournal.com]

[ HIGHLY SUSPICIOUS BEHAVIOUR. Kanata will proceed to make chase. He wants some answers, goddammit. ]

DON'T THINK YOU CAN GET AWAY, BASTARD!

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

[Oh wait, he called him a bastard. Poland will turn around.]

Oh my gosh, what?

[dysrhythmias.livejournal.com]

[ He barely halts, glaring at the person in front of him; he practically hisses at him. ]

You heard me. Now tell me where the hell you've taken me and why.

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

[Poland can play this game and he crosses his arms, trying not to look him in the eye because it's a lot easier to tell someone off that you don't know if you look at a wall or something. But he called him a bastard!]

I didn't take you. That's like, flattering yourself and stuff.

[dysrhythmias.livejournal.com]

[ He balls his fists up; Kanata's SO not in the mood for this crap. ]

I don't see anyone else running around like a guilty person. You can't fool me, I know what you're up to!

[ That last part is totally not a lie at all. Really. ]

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

[Okay, Poland can glance at him. He can do this!] Why would I even want you? Oh my gosh, seriously. I didn't do anything. You were being all loud and stuff so I was like, "Wow, this person seems really grouchy!" and who wants to deal with that?

[He looks away again because wow, this is really testing.]

[dysrhythmias.livejournal.com]

Well of course I'm grouchy! I just got abducted! So you tell me where the hell this is and I won't have to punch the living daylights out of you.

[ He glares at him; what is this guy's problem anyway?? ]

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

[Wait, did he just threaten him? Hey now. Hey. That isn't cool.]

Oh my gosh. You just don't punch someone you don't even know.

[dysrhythmias.livejournal.com]

[ Excuse you. ]

I will if I think they kidnapped me!

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

I'm kidnapped too, okay...?! Like, everybody here is and stuff. Didn't you read the dumb letter?

[Holy crap, can he just walk away now?]

[dysrhythmias.livejournal.com]

They got you too...so it wasn't you? Then who the hell did!? Like I have time to read when I've been kidnapped!

[ Kanata has a really one track mind. ]

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

I-I don't know! [At least he's not threatening him anymore. Threats get old. But he's just going to leave now because talking sucks.]

[dysrhythmias.livejournal.com]

[ Oh no you don't. Following Poland; he doesn't believe him 100% yet. ]

HEY! I'm not through askin' stuff yet. Where the hell is this place? Who the hell are you?

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

[No, no he can't do this. There's nobody to hide behind and this person is so aggressive! He's not scared, it's just...a stranger. Strangers aren't fun. Walking away faster now.]

[dysrhythmias.livejournal.com]

[ Suspicion level is rising again. ] Stop running away from me! I said I ain't through with you yet!

[ WALKS JUST AS FAST you can't escape. ]

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

[OH HEY, THERE'S A SHELF HE CAN HIDE BEHIND. He's hiding there.]

[dysrhythmias.livejournal.com]

[ Dude, he totally thought that blonde guy was right here. Where on earth did he go??? He combs through a shelf or two, kneeling and crawling and moving books around. At last he sees a pair of legs he recognizes as he's on the ground, which he reaches for and bats at. ]

Get back here.

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

[Wow, way to be stubborn. He runs to another shelf to hide because no. He's not getting back anywhere. He's not dealing with this.]

[dysrhythmias.livejournal.com]

[ Wow, you try to ask a guy a few questions and this is what you get. He scurries back up and makes chase again. There is no such word as giving up at this point. ]

Why won't you just give up already?!

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

[Because Poland never gives up. So is his life. But he'll be trying to make his way out of the room.]