001 To Take A Deep Breath

[fashionfairy]

Characters: Kanaya and everyone! (You are included in that!)
Setting: Various, starting outside room 1-07
Format: I'll follow you
Summary: Kanaya attempts to explore the tower and make friends. Or at least not make any enemies right off.
Warnings: None unless she's attacked. She may look meek and gentle but she's quite proficient with that chainsaw. Also, a secondary warning: she tends to ramble when nervous.



The first thing Kanaya was aware of was the inability to move. That was hardly unusual as the viscosity of the sopor slime in the recuperacoons made it difficult to thrash about in but that gave it a sense of comfort. She was not in her recuperacoon however. She was lying on some soft surface, like a cushion but raised and with blankets. Panic began to rise in her throat as she realized that she was not even on the flying chunk of rock she and her friends now called home. As the paralysis wore off she was able to take in her surroundings....and the rather hideous bodysuit and collar some clearly style challenged being had put on her.

She spotted the letter, read it quickly, and then went to the indicated chest to change into something more familiar. At least the collar was similar to her blood color so it didn't clash too terribly. A small wave of relief washed over her to see the matriorb safely nestled among various lengths of fabric. Even if she had failed everything else at least that was still safe and there was still hope.

Next, however, came a more pressing matter. She turned toward the door, placed her hand on the handle...and hesitated. Who knew what lay outside. She steeled herself, made sure the bottle of lipstick was in her pocket, and walked out to meet whatever lay beyond the threshold.

Comments

dorms

[ghostytrainer]

[One thing she'll find beyond the threshold is a boy who might be somewhat familiar, despite his purple outfit, skulking past her door with an overly large red-and-orange hammer slung over one shoulder. Trailing behind him is a small candle with a purple flame.]

[And it's this candle that notices Kanaya first, nudging John with her little nubs of arms. It's another one of those weird grey horned kids! One of daddy's friends...though she doesn't recognize this one! And unfortunately, neither does John.]

[He stops, examining Kanaya quietly for a moment, clearly wracking his brain to figure out who she is. By now he knows full well what the trolls in general look like and it's easy enough to figure out who is who even if they aren't human here. The only problem is that Kanaya hadn't been in Johto for nearly two years and she and John hadn't really talked much.]

[Eventually though, it seems to click. Somewhat.]

You're...Rose's friend, right? Kaaa...naya was it? [He mispronounced it, but points for trying?]

[fashionfairy]

[She jumps ever so slightly and stares at him. The logical side of her think pan was telling her that it was rude to stare in such a way but she had never seen someone who looked like him before. No horns and pale skin. Not to mention the odd looking familiar trailing behind him. She manages to recover herself enough to respond hesitantly.]

Yes, I am Kanaya. [She subtly corrects his mispronunciation and then proceeds to ramble.] You know the Rose Human then? I read her notes on the game my friends and I partook in and they were incredibly helpful so I greatly anticipated speaking with her and perhaps even meeting her in person but I fear that I was delayed by technical difficulties and then I ended up here. ...Wherever here might be...

[ghostytrainer]

[Oh whoops. Commit correct pronunciation to memory, gj there John.]

[BUT WOW YAY SOMEBODY ELSE WHO IS WAY BEHIND THE REST OF THEIR FRIENDS. This is something to bond over, yes.]

Well she is my fiancee so, yes, I would say I know her pretty well. [He laughs a little.] I'm John, one of the players from the human session.

[fashionfairy]

It is a pleasure to meet you. Karkat spoke a great deal of you although you seem different than his description. If I may ask, what is a fiancee? I am afraid I am unfamiliar with that term.

[true_noir]

Sometimes, Chloe stalked the halls of the various dormitories. New arrivals were a curiosity, and after speaking to Aradia some time ago, she confessed a certain... curiosity about these small, gray creatures. So, when she caught sight of Kanaya, the cloaked girl began to make her way towards her, a thin smile on her face and the curiosity quite apparent in her eyes.

[fashionfairy]

Kanaya turned when she heard the footsteps and had to force herself to not stare rudely at the strange creature coming towards her. She had a troll-like body and face but lacked horns and had oddly peach skin. She didn't appear to be a threat however so Kanaya greeted her in a well enunciated but hesitant voice.

"Excuse me, would you be able to tell me where I am? Are you the being that brought me here?"

[true_noir]

Fresh off the boat, it would seem. Chloe smiled a little wider and shook her head, pausing a short distance from Kanaya and speaking a tinny, quiet voice. "No, you will find the other guests of this tower call them administrators. A decidedly... strange group of creatures," she said. "I am just one of the other guests trapped here. You are in a tower where they like to play games."

"...of a sort."

Dorm corridors

[chronomancer]

[Please don't mind the jadeblood currently slouching his way to the elevators, looking cranky without his sunglasses and muttering to himself about waffles of all things. He's a little dazed and doesn't quite seeing her as he passes by, scarf trailing after him.

Give him a moment and he'll start freaking out.]

[fashionfairy]

[She brightens considerably at seeing another troll. Had others managed to survive? Had they been picked up by the armada? Not that being on a ship full of adult trolls could be considered safe but it was at least preferable to being alone.

She doesn't get a good look at his face before he passes her so she calls out after him.]

Excuse me, could you possibly be able to assist me?

[chronomancer]

[Eridan stops, takes a deep breath and turns around.]

Su--

[WELP. He stares a little. Or a lot. After a moment, the small mechanical mother grub sitting between his horns buzzes somewhat, and the sound snaps him out of it.]

...Kan?

dorms; i'm sorry, this tag is godawful

[geometry]

There was nothing but pain and suffering within this tower, Kanaya Maryam. Run while you still can. Even though you can't. At all. Equius was not really accomplishing much at all in the hallways today; mostly it was just derping around rather aimlessly on one of the terminals, twirling his hair around one finger. He was waiting for something else to happen with the kind of resignation that only came when one knew that what they were waiting for would never happen. The time that he decided this is stupid and turned away from the computer happened to be the same time that Kanaya came around the bend. So girl, enjoy the delightful visage of one tall, miserable, scuffy-looking yellowblood walking along with terrible posture and staring mostly at the floor.

That tag is perfect <3

[fashionfairy]

Kanaya had been staring at the walls, windows, and everywhere not directly in front of her and consequently ran smack into Equius. She stumbled back, making a most undignified squeak and landing in a most ungraceful manner.

[geometry]

OH GOD.

Even Kanaya's frame was enough to unbalance Equius. And so, as she fell, as did he. It was all extremely classy and well-put-together, of course, but the fact remained that we have here a couple of losers who have no social lives and kind of need to watch where they're going every once in a while. In the meantime...

"--sorry!"

Squeaky squeak squeaky.

[gradosfinest]

[And who should be walking the halls at this very moment but Amelia, the young knight from Grado simply on her way to the elevator when she noticed Kanaya. She'd yet to talk to any of them but she'd seen a few people around who looked like that, with the horns and the strange gray skin... she'd never approached any of them before but curiosity had begun to get the best of her, and she'd never seen her before. It wasn't hard to remember how lost she'd felt at first, so why not approach and say hi?

Which is exactly what she decided to do, hesitating for just a short moment before walking straight over towards Kanaya, armored boots on the floor almost certainly giving her away before she reached her. Rough as her stay had been so far she still maanged to muster a smile and a wave.]

Excuse me! Hello there, are you new by any chance?

[fashionfairy]

[Kanaya regards her with similar curiosity, having never seen a human before, but attempts to conceal it for fear of appearing rude. The armor makes her mildly nervous so she grips the tube of lipstick but doesn't draw out her chainsaw.]

It would seem that I am indeed new as I am completely unfamiliar with this place.

[gradosfinest]

[Hooboy, how to even begin to explain what was going on then? She can still remember how confused she was when she first got here, it hadn't been all that long ago really. Less than a month if she wasn't terribly mistaken.]

Yeah I... I'm not really sure how to describe it either. I've been here only a few weeks myself so I'm not really sure what to make of it either, aside from that it's really, really dangerous here. I guess the two main things you probably need to know right now is that there's a ton of monsters here and a bunch of people here somehow got pulled here from different worlds.

[There's a pause here, she's certain there's more than that but she's not really all that qualified to answer a ton of questions. That's probably best left to somebody who's been around longer than she has.]

Oh! By the way, I'm Amelia! What's your name? [For someone clearly armed and armored, she sure is a cheerful one.]

[wweh]

[Eridan's hesitant to make his appearance known. When seeing her down a hall, he quickly attempts to abscond with a shriek. He's not sure where she's from in the timeline, and being cut in half again is probably the last of the things he's had on his mind. Although sadly, he trips on his own cape in an attempt to escape. He normally wouldn't be so graceless, but he was kind of caught off guard.]

[fashionfairy]

[She probably wouldn't have even noticed him if it hadn't been for the shriek. She turns to see the heap of cape and horns. Normally she would have been secretly pleased to see him in such an undignified state but for now she is simply glad to find someone familiar despite her distaste for the sea troll.]

Oh honestly, I know you are not overly fond of me outside my role as an auspitice but that reaction is hardly appropriate. Or did you mistake me for one of the angels you angered? Perhaps you need to have your glasses checked?

[wweh]

[Play it cool, Eridan. Play it cool.]

I thought I saw somethin' behind you so I was shriekin' to provide a clever ruse so that you could get away from it...

[He was never good at lying.]

F94: With the lights on....

[canofworms]

[It was only a matter of time before Kariya came across the darkroom floor -- it's admittedly troublesome to wander the Tower with the bulk of his old-fashioned camera around his neck, especially with the monsters lurking around (seemingly) every corner, so he doesn't have it with him. It is a pity.

He does have to wonder why there's an entire floor dedicated to photography, even if it seems like a dream come true at first glance. He's already learned, though, that questioning the Tower is bound to lead to as many headaches as there are monsters. He has enough of those trying to sort out his own personal slice of it.

So he contents himself with wandering the floor, Blade Wing Worms cautiously in tow -- when he spots the unfamiliar girl with her grey skin and horns, it's unsurprising that he takes her for yet another monster: there's no shortage of humanoids among their number.

His skeletal familiars hiss gently, scenting danger and a possible meal. Kariya hesitates, though -- with the Worms at his side, he's a little more willing to give something that seems to be moving about calmly the benefit of the doubt.]

Excuse me.

[fashionfairy]

[The hair on the back of Kanaya's neck rises and in a flash the lipstick in her hand turns into a pure white chainsaw as she turns to face him. The blade remains low however and she watches him cautiously, watching the worms even more cautiously.]

[canofworms]

[The Worms quiver at the threat, but Kariya hasn't given the signal yet -- they're left hovering there in the midst of the sudden standoff, dripping bloodthirst that has nowhere to go.

Kariya himself very nearly gave in to the kneejerk reaction when he saw the chainsaw, but the fact that the girl stops is enough to stall him again. He's not a fighter by nature, even now.]

If you aren't one of the Tower's monsters, then speak up.

FASHIONABLY LATE STRIKES A POSE

[hystericull]

[Gods a fucking bove, just how long had he been asleep!? After waking up in only his underwear, recuperacoon tossed on the floor and sheets tangled around him, he felt like the inside of his head was too big for his skull. It had been a long time since he'd had a sopor hangover. He could only assume that this monstrosity of a plague was because he hadn't dabbled in the slime in a pretty long while. Still, he wasn't expecting the after-effects to be this terrible.]

[Perhaps it was from mixing slime and pills. Not that he really gave two flying fucks about the risk involved there, but at least now he knew what kind of hangover he was in for.]

[After he'd managed to put his pants back on (backwards, granted, but at least they were on), he stepped tentatively out into the hallway, shrinking back from the lights there. Great fuck, did they sear his little goat pupils.]

[From the haze of the light and the (extra) pounding in his head, he was able to make out a pair of horns that he was quickly growing quite fucking tired of seeing.]

[Being in such a collected, healthy state as he was, Gamzee was terribly slow to react. He stood there dumbly, shielding his slits of eyes with one hand and groping himself to make sure he was, in fact, wearing the proper attire for the upcoming encounter.]

OMG MONET WHAT IS THIS

[fashionfairy]

[All Kanaya can do is stare, half aghast and half disgusted. Gamzee had always made her vaguely uncomfortable with his spaced out stare but half dressed, fondling himself, and seemingly ill was not exactly the way she had hoped to meet him.]

Gamzee, are you quite alright? You seem...unwell.

just a boy grabbin his crotch nbd

[hystericull]

Ahah... ahahahaha...

[He would have laughed harder, if it didn't hurt his everything. "Unwell" was about the biggest understatement of the century. Not fully realizing that this wasn't the Kanaya that did his boys in the last time, he still tried to remain on high alert.]

Awfully all being a fuckin' astute observation, you motherfuckin' globe-splitting nooklick.