uzuki: (washed away)
Shion Uzuki ([personal profile] uzuki) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2013-02-28 07:13 pm

cross your fingers, hold your toes. we're all gonna die when the building blows.

Characters: Shion & YOU~
Setting: You can catch her passing through the dorm floors, the libraries, the media room, or her moping on floor 12.
Format: Take your pick.
Summary: Shion is a mess, surprise.
Warnings: None yet.


After the elevator incident, Shion hadn't exactly been sure what to do. She didn't know how she felt about knowing how the tower worked. On one hand, it was disgusting and it was unnatural. Jason and the rest were keeping them all in the dark and as prisoners. On the other hand... They were immortal. What difference did it make what body you had, as long as you were the same person on the inside? Your soul... Your essence. That's what she had told Allen, right?

And Allen brought another issue. She wanted to see him, more than anything. But she didn't want to worry him. Sure, he was used to her recklessness, but especially after the KOS-MOS incident, she had been trying to lie low. For Allen's sake, more than her own. It might have seemed otherwise most of the time, but she didn't want him to worry about her. So she tried to calm down, or collect her thoughts. But it just wasn't happening. The more she tried to wade through the mess in her mind, the more conflicted and alone she felt.

In the end, she gave up on false pretenses, and started off for Allen's hideouts. The meadow, libraries, the media room... Eventually she ended up on the twelfth floor, quietly staring into the stars as they blinked out of existence.
temptestament: Facepalm (You have to be kidding me.)

[personal profile] temptestament 2013-03-04 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
"He'll find out whether we tell him or not. I can't really think of anything to do about that."
temptestament: (I never did like you.)

[personal profile] temptestament 2013-03-30 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
"It wouldn't really make a difference. And I'd rather take what little control I can dealing with him than let him rub in the fact that we can't keep anything from him."