towerofanimus | a boy and his pet dino

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a boy and his pet dino

Characters: Phillip and you.
Setting: Starting in his room, but gonna end up in the hallway pretty quick. Catch him at either point~!
Format: Starting prose, matching you~
Summary: This is not how you want to wake up, the day of a hostage situation.
Warnings: Probably some small time angst. ALSO, SPOILERS FOR KAMEN RIDER W.

Panic wasn't a poignant enough word for the state Phillip was in. Last he could recall, he was talking to Fuyumi Asou- the next, he was strangely dressed in a white room with no bearings for his current situation. He'd had a plan, but this...pretty much set everything back. Of course, the first thought was that this was part of the Organization, and they had somehow managed to snatch him up while he was sleeping. It wasn't so far-fetched; the hostage taker could have alerted them to the agency's whereabouts. The collar was new, the suit was weird, but the most troubling?

He couldn't do lookups. Never in Phillip's recollection could he not do a lookup.

Phillip found his things in his trunk- scowled at Fang, but let the dinosaur hop out -and changed in to his normal outfit. The Organization wouldn't have left him his things, so what the heck was going on? He never even looked at the letters. Once he was dressed, he was out the room door, Fang crying out and following.

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Going the other way, Shoutarou paused a few doors down when he heard something he hadn't heard in a long time. Fang.

He shook his head, leaning against the wall and rubbing his face and eyes. Frog Pod was in his trunk, and the memory for it was in his pocket. It wasn't trolling him by mistake. "Must be going crazy..." he mumbled, shaking his head.

Maybe Fang had a sense of trolling itself, considering it whirled its little dino head down the opposite end of the hallway. It gave a roar, which only seemed to irritate Phillip's mood even further.

"Fang!" First he couldn't get rid of the thing- now it was running off on it's own? Whoever programmed the damn thing...

Of course he had to follow the damn memory. It wasn't like he expected it to be a bloodhound, but leaving it unattended would probably be worse than ignoring it.

There's the roar again, hah.

Heh. Ha ha. Hahahahaha.

Shoutarou leaned against the wall, back to the direction Philip and Fang would approach from, and chuckled nervously to himself. "...guess I am." The stress of being in this place in general, plus dealing with the fallout of his spat with Francisca must be making him crack.

If you think you've lost it, how do you think your aibou feels, spotting you down the hallway? Despite Fang roaring a third time, Phillip didn't even seem to notice, too busy gawking.

Glance at Shou. At Fang. At Shou. At Fang. At Shou, leaning against a wall looking pensive and in thought.

...yeah, that had to be the real deal.

"Shoutaro!" YOUR AIBOU IS RUNNING AT YOU, HIDARI. WHAT DO?

Why, continue to think he's imagining it, of course. And shake his head, smacking his forehead with his fist a few times. "Get ahold of yourself, Hidari..."

Ankh's hand (or perhaps it would be more apt to Shingo's hand) freaking hurt. Thanks to Cain, his right hand had a nice array of bruises on it, though it wasn't enough for him to both with bandages or anything. Instead he just let it hang by his side, forced to hold the ice cream with his left hand as he walked past Philip down the hallway, towards the Eel candroid that was flopping at the end of the hallway.

He kneeled down and picked up the candroid by the tail while the ice cream rested in the corner of his mouth, scrutinizing it closely as it made some robotic noises

Romeo smiled politely at the man as he walked past but his eyes widened at the creature. "What is that?" He blushed a bit at his own rudeness and glanced at the man.

"I'm sorry sir, I just never saw a creature like that before."

What was that really sad sound?

Jade had been sitting in her room, trying to repair her electric bass -- it was snapped in half, and she had been examining it, getting ready to take it to the workshop floor to help it get put back together. But now, she head the crying of some sort of animal, and peeked her head out into the hall.

"Um...hello?"

How about when said Phillip is actually shaking your shoulder?

"Shoutaro, what are you doing here?!" He wanted to ask a lot more than just that, but- oh, screw it. "Are you injured?"

Phillip had a mission, and he needed to be quick and- was that a robot?

He skidded to a stop in the hallway, watching with slight awe as the eel squirmed about mechanically in the other's grip. To say it was reminiscent of Double's gadgets would sort of be an understatement.

However, it was Fang who spoke up first, eliciting a loud roar and hopping on his human's shoulder.

"Huh?"

Phillip almost kept going, but the apology sunk in deeper than the first statement. People were around- but not ones aware of pseudo-sentient memories. A low-level test facility?

"This is..." But, he stalled out on answering. "Where are we?"

Fang turned its head towards the girl and gave another short cry, hopping and making a whirr noise. Phillip stopped and turned, intending to figure out what the damned memory was doing now, but looked surprised at the sight of Jade.

Instead of being polite- he, didn't have time for manners, lives were at stake! -he scooped Fang up. "Do you know where this is?"

"Sorry sir did you just wake up?" Romeo smiled at him, "You are in a tower, it's a bit scary and you have a note in your room saying your world ended but that's not true!" He added quickly in case the man got sad.

"We've been brought here by bad kidnappers and we haven't worked out how to escape yet."

Tower, world ended? That couldn't have to do with the Organization...could it?

Phillip's face quickly turned neutral at 'kidnappers'. Well, it explained the collar devices. He didn't need the Gaia Library to work out that something was wrong here.

"I was in the middle of a rescue. I can't stay here."

...and just as quickly as he said that, Phillip was off down the hallway. He'd find an exit, surely

Ankh stalled a bit when he heart the electronic roar from Fang-- he had no idea what that was, but a roar like that never meant anything good. He turned this head to glance over his shoulder for just a minute; he then whipped around and threw the Eel Candroid streamlined straight towards the hopping dinosaur on the stranger's shoulder, which began emitting electricity mid-way through flight.

He was watching it carefully, and this would be a more serious image if he didn't still have the ice cream poking out of his mouth. Still, he didn't look none too pleased.

Romeo blinked after him and then made up his mind and followed him. "There really isn't any way out sir," he felt a bit bad at saying that, because he should be helping to keep peoples spirits up. But maybe it was better he knew, than if he tried all day to get out before realising he couldn't.

Phillip kept moving, vest whipping around when he turned or jerked too quick. Someone was in a hurry. "There has to be. How would people get in if there wasn't an entrance?"

Phillip spotted the down-going stairs, and heaved a sigh, leaning against the wall. Okay, this place was seeming a lot bigger than he'd anticipated- legging it was more Shoutaro's sthict. "Are there any areas you aren't allowed? How many floors are there?"

Phillip realized the eel was flying at him a second too late, but it didn't seem to matter- Fang intercepted the candroid almost automatically, landing at Phillip's feet. When Phillip lowered his arms and spotted the helpless little robot, he wasted no time in picking it up and looking it over quickly.

"What is this?"

...lets ignore he was just throwing the candroid at him with probable-malicious intent.

"I don't know they just arrive in the night sir!" This man was a little bit scary but Romeo figured if he just kept being polite it would be alright. "There's some bits, like a lift on the bottom floor that's locked that we can't go in. But we are allowed everywhere else. Theres twenty three floors," he had counted, just after the new floors had appeared. "Three of them have bedrooms in them."

Well, on the one hand the candroid had hit that...robot thing. Was that another candroid? It didn't fit that dumb color scheme, but it sure looked like something the Kougami Fouandation would churn out. On the other hand though, it had hit in that that weird Dino candroid had nerfed the attack and now this weird guy had it.

Ankh made a 'tch' sound at this turn of events (which was a bit muffled due to the ice cream), and grabbed the popsicle out of his mouth with his left hand. "None of your business," Ankh stated, marching over to the strange guy angrily and ripping the Eel out of his grip with his right hand rather violently-- which ended up being a mistake, because he immediately recoiled from the bruising on his hand and dropped the Eel to the floor again, cursing under his breath.

"More importantly, what the hell is that thing?" He asked once he had recovered, as he jerked his head at Fang, his left hand how holding his right hand as well as the ice cream.

Twenty three floors? And no windows, that Phillip could see. However, given this kid didn't look the least bit Japanese-

"...fascinating." Maybe an awkward time for that, but he couldn't help but be intrigued by the improbability of the situation. "Maybe underground? This can't be the Organization..."

Whoa, touchy. Fang made an annoyed noise, but Phillip once again ignored the memory, focusing on the dropped eel. He once again picked it up, looking it over with more detail now that he knew it's owner wasn't a threat.

However, he didn't seem like he was going to answer Ankh's question either, and finally looked up with a frown. "Where's it's memory?" If someone had made a robotic gadget like this, it had to have a memory slot somewhere.

"Memory?" Ankh gave him an odd look; what the heck did that even mean? The thing wasn't a damn picture album or something. He still seemed pretty pissed that the guy was holding the Eel, but yeah, not gonna try and grab it again.

"What's a memory?" He finally asked back, his temper seeming to calm a bit only because he had a defunct hand and was trying to gather some information.

Shoutarou's head slowly turns, and he blinks several times before his head weakly shakes. "I... You're not here. You're not real... You're one of those phantoms..."

Santana was walking around the tower when, wait, was that a dinosaur? She looked up at the human following, "Some pet you've got, it a robot or something?"

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a boy and his pet dino

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