the world stopped turning after my fall

[bowandblade]

Characters: Archer/Gilgamesh [AU3] and you!
Setting: Dorm room 2-12 initially, then on to other floors
Format: Whatever you prefer
Summary: Newly arrived and quick to shirk heavy duty explanations and get down to the business of exploring. That's Archer for you.
Warnings: Arrogance and dangerousness if provoked. Typical Gilgamesh.

Dormitory 02-12

Waking up to the feeling of not being able to move was not a completely new experience to Gilgamesh, unfortunately enough. After all, it had not been that long ago that he had expended just about all of his prana and then been overtaken by Saber's Excalibur, and waking up from that feeling had not been fun at all.

But he did not remember falling asleep in a bed. Did he even make it to the couch? Either way, he was staring at a ceiling that was unfamiliar, and his head was cushioned in such a way that--

--Ah. And there was the ability to move again. His lips quirk into a frown as he sits up and stares at ... his clothes. What was this thing supposed to be? Whatever it was, he was better off without it, and so he immediately unzipped the skin-tight suit and began tugging the material off of his arms.

Depending on how long it takes for someone to discover the new resident of room 12 on floor 2, he may be stripped down to half-wearing the suit, not wearing the suit at all, or be in the process of changing into a pair of black pants and an orange v-neck shirt.


Various dormitory levels

After getting out of the dorm room, it's time to properly acclimate himself to his surroundings.
That means wandering around. Gilgamesh doesn't really glance at the nameplates as he goes along, instead focusing on how everything looks pretty much the same wherever he goes. Boring.

He can be seen looking at some of the network terminals as he goes along, though he's not yet to the point of actually operating them. Maybe later, after he's gotten a little bored of exploring by foot. On the dormitory first floor, he's even looking at the open elevator with mild curiosity. Because this floor numbering system is downright odd.


Floor 81

A fascinating display.

Gilgamesh cranes his head back as far as his neck allows, taking in the strange view of the tower that seemed to stretch onward beyond earth and the stars. Seated at the window and quiet in his musings, he wonders if this is a view like what the gods could see. Was this the empty space that Enki sliced through in its devastating drive towards earth?

The mere question sends him back to his battle with Saber, and he finds himself scolding Enki for having failed him at such a critical moment. Because muttering to yourself while staring into space is definitely not strange. (But muttering to a pair of golden swords really wouldn't be much better, anyway.)


Various first block floors

The very idea of exploring new surroundings seems to give energy to the golden-haired man's actions. While he has no set destination on any of the floors he visits, he looks confident; a sharp smile never seems too far away from his face. After puzzling out the elevator earlier, it seemed fitting to go out and actually look at some of the floors in between elevator-visited areas.

Comments

floor 81

[puppy_lancer]

[Lancer has to stop and rub at his eyes when he sees the man standing there. Though he was familiar, it was even stranger to see him than it was to see all the unknown people.]

[Had the Tower given him someone back after sending so many of his friends away? He couldn't exactly call Archer a friend, but Archer was familiar, and he had gotten along with Archer.]

...Archer?

[bowandblade]

[Archer had been stretching near the lip of the window when he heard the voice, and he couldn't help but smirk. While not unfamiliar by any means, the other Servant is a surprise in this strange tower. He rests a hand on one hip as he coolly looks across the way.]

Is that surprise I hear coloring your voice, hound?

[puppy_lancer]

[That indolent posture. That haughty tone. That voice.]

[This is undoubtedly his Archer.]

[...But then he had once "seen" Ferdiad too.]

[He gives his head a little shake. There's no fog. This should be no illusion.]

Maybe...

[He rushes up to Archer until he's standing extremely close in front of the other Servant.]

Maybe I'm just surprised by your shitty timing!

[Ayaka was gone already. He could have appreciated Archer's help when she was still there. But now...]

floor 14 (again)

[looselips]

[Hey, you know what meeting another alternate universe not-uncle is not conductive to?]

[Actually playing video games.]

[So, dammit, that's what Shinji is going to do this time. Of course, as always, he picks the flashiest games he can find, because if it can't live up to his 2030s graphical standards then obviously it isn't worth playing. Now, he's definitely more focused on the television screen than his surroundings and anyone who might be wandering through them...]

[bowandblade]

[Ah. While the network system around the tower dorms certainly hinted at the technology he was familiar with, this particular floor seemed to have things more aligned with the entertainment he sometimes enjoyed.

It looks like someone is already in the room ahead of him, and he ventures over with his hands in his pockets, his red eyes fixed on the screen for a short while. When he glances down, it's only long enough to acknowledge the boy who is actually playing.]

Tell me, boy -- what game are you playing?

[This can only end well.]

Dorm Elevator Incident!!!

[canofworms]

[It isn't immediately obvious that he's been spotted, because whatever footsteps are coming down the corridor stop abruptly a fair distance from the golden Archer blocking the way down.

It's either a good or a bad thing that he can be spotted from a mile away, because it gives Kariya time to recover from his shock and summon his Blade Wing Worms, which he'd refrained from doing in the dormitories until now. They seemed largely free of monsters.

Until now.]

oh, it's an -incident- already...!

[bowandblade]

[Gilgamesh rubs his chin thoughtfully as he looks at the elevator doors, peering at its framework and impatiently pushing at the call button. Why did it take so long for the elevator cars to come? Just how big was this place?

For the moment, he doesn't take note of any passersby, even though he's in an area that should obviously get a lot of traffic. Maybe they were already on the elevators. Hmph.]

floor 81

[fionnuisce]

[Everyone's favorite ponytailed lecturer had returned to this floor after consulting a few books on astronomy; he didn't expect the stars to match up with a single thing, but there seemed to be no harm in trying.]

[Until he saw what was at first glance a very familiar sight.]

[Maybe if he backed out very quietly, this wouldn't end in disaster. The magus in green and black slowly stepped back, silently hoping he could get back to the stairs before Archer turned around.]

[bowandblade]

[The silence of the room is really what is the other man's undoing; had it not been for that, Gilgamesh may not have noted that someone had entered. But he does turn from the window, briefly still muttering to his swords before properly addressing the person. His tone is relaxed, but still undeniably haughty.]

No need to be shy. Do not slink around in the corner like a mouse.

Floor 15 (The Workshop)

[oathshackledbird]

[There's a book open safely to the side of where Diarmuid is working and a smudge of something black across his cheek--soot or maybe grease--but Diarmuid doesn't really pay attention to that. Instead, he's focused on the metal he's working with in front of him. As he works, though, the scowl on his face grows. He's obviously not all that happy with the results he's getting.

Granted, he's not suppose to be working all that seriously on anything without Sephiroth or Ryoji around, but he hadn't been able to find either boy, so he'd decided to just go mess around a bit. Not that just 'messing' around had really stayed that way for long.

He's distracted from his task, though, as something golden moves by the entry to the workshop. Diarmuid almost drops what he's working with in shock.

Really? Him? Here? This is going to prove either very amusing as the so called King of Heroes finds himself limited by the Tower or very deadly when said King takes whatever frustration he's most likely feeling out on his former enemy. ]

Welcome, Archer...

[Not that this Archer looks quite the way Diarmuid remembers him looking, but that aura is unmistakeably him.]

[bowandblade]

[That golden head of hair turns at the voice. Yet another person calling out to him in this place. Though he knew his true name was spoken far and wide and virtually known to all in his own time, to be referred to by that Servant class...

Ah, but this was not any normal person, was it? Another Servant. He tilts his head lazily, eyes narrowing faintly.]

Yet another Servant, I see.

dormitories

[chainsawn]

[ With size differences going on here and all, it's very easy to overlook a girl like Urotsuki. Especially if she's still pretty short for her age too, and then she's already just a girl in her early teens to begin with.. And her head is always in the clouds, so she doesn't pay attention to where she's going. So it's more or less inevitable for her to bump into this guy without even realising while she's heading through the dormitory hallways. ]

.. Wah.. [ That sound is the only response, coupled with her having to stumble back a few steps. ]

[bowandblade]

Hah? [Gilgamesh had barely felt the bump, his attention having wandered up to the ceiling for a few moments. He peers down at the small girl, tilting his head with a mild expression.] What do we have here?

[Dorm levels]

[doesnotgetit]

[There is a girl standing nearby. A rather plain-looking girl, her face blank yet slightly etched with exhaustion. She doesn't seem very impressed at the guy just... standing there.]

Is something wrong with the elevators?

[bowandblade]

[After pushing the call button a few more times, Gilgamesh turns to the voice. Oh good -- someone around who could probably tell him some things.

So, of course, he ignores her question in favor of asking his own.]

Do the elevators usually run this slowly?

[savedbyasong]

Shion woke up at the noise of people stirring in the room, he was exhausted after the day before and though the anger of losing Nezumi was still there it was numbed, there was nothing to fight, nothing he could do that would hurt the administrators and not others.

He looked to the side to see an unfamiliar man changing out of the suit people war when arriving. He jolted because he had slowly gotten used to that bed being empty...

"Hello..." It was so strange seeing someone who wasn't Reno in that corner of the room, Shion tried not to let the pain sound in his voice as he sat up.

[bowandblade]

At the sound of a voice, Gilgamesh looked up from where he had been rummaging through the trunk at the foot of his bed. He had already successfully identified his button-up jacket, pants, and shoes, so he knew that these were supposed to be his clothes.

Still half-clothed in the skintight suit and showing off an impressively-built body, he stood up to address the boy. "Who are you supposed to be, boy?"

Mild, faintly distracted. He could be sorting out his clothing right about now if he wasn't addressing this child.

Floor 81

[warriorscribe]

Enoch finds himself drawn to this floor, himself, often enough. It's a lounge at an elevator stop, for one, and for another, it's so high, far away from the murderous, capricious ruler of Animus, and so close to what must be Heaven from just below.

When he sees someone else staring up, he gives them a smile as he steps onto the glass, himself.

"It's quite a sight, isn't it?"

[bowandblade]

While he had not really thought of other people visiting this lounge, Gilgamesh is not surprised that such a surreal view would attract others to look upon it. When he hears the question -- conversation filler, really -- from the older-appearing man, he smirks.

"A sight unlike anything I have seen in my earthbound existence."

He crosses his arms and looks down through the glass, giving the glass a tap with his foot.

Various Block Floors

[chevalier_mal_fet]

[No dramtic entrance, just an average Halllway within the Tower. Lancelot has left his Master in good company, and is now about seeking exercise and occupation. He wears a dark suit, and his sword is sheathed, for the moment.

The Aura is strange-- but not so the face of the Servant moving towards him. Archer. And yet--
Lancelot pauses, nodding in acknowledgement.]

Archer.

[bowandblade]

[After finally making his way out of the dormitory levels and to the first block, Gilgamesh wanders around with the loose goal of understanding his environment a little better. He was in no particular hurry, hands in his pockets as he strolled for a awhile.

He pauses when he senses the presence of another Servant, eyes locking on the dark-suited man further down the hall. At the serious greeting, he finds himself smirking.]

I find myself wondering just how many Servants I will meet this day.

floor 81;

[swordedpast]

[ He knows the feel of another Servant nearby.

Normally, that'd be a cue to watch and observe from a distance. He doesn't need to be picking fights here. But Archer is not in the greatest of moods, and so when he approaches, it's boldly and without caution. ]

There's no place for another hero up in those stars.

Is that what you were curious about?

Re: floor 81;

[bowandblade]

[Though he feels the presence of another Servant, Gilgamesh is in no hurry to acknowledge him. It's only when the voice is carried across the lounge to his ears that he looks away from the sight of the sprawling tower that seems all too capable of going on forever.

The question is met with a smirk.]

Hardly. I had just wondered what a tower built on impossibilities would look like.

Floor 7

[proteusmoon]

It's against Cecil's better judgement to leave Kain alone on most days, but since he is insistent (at least as much as Kain ever is) on having time to be by himself, she is trying her best to give him the space that he needs. She doesn't like doing it, frightened of losing him again somehow, but today she's managed not to follow him around constantly. She expected him to behave as such, considering he is Kain Highwind, but it still causes her to feel much more like a child again, following her older sibling around adoringly, than she has in a many years.

Thankfully, with the school plan with Hei underway, the paladin has had enough reasons to wander the tower floors more during the days, despite her tendency to only do so at night in an effort to combat the monster population. She's been looking for a safe, proper place to conduct her combat classes with her students, but so far, she hasn't found many. This large pool room, however, seems so far promising as long as she can keep everyone from the water. Even if she can't, it provides a safe alternative to being knocked onto the hard floor. It would also be good for exercising.

Now if only she can somehow guarantee that the water is safe to be in without dying. Cecil paces around the water's edge, eying it warily, but she doesn't so much as put a toe in it.

apologies for the wait!

[bowandblade]

His continued exploration of the tower eventually brings him to the floor that seems to give off a smell that he associates with modern fountains -- some form of chlorination. His gaze goes over the large pool, and he cannot help but walk closer to stare into its depths.

He had traversed the deep waters seeking immortality, once upon a time. Something as innocuous as a swimming pool did not invoke nervousness of any kind.

It is only then that he looks to the other person by the pool.

"Another explorer?"