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sunflowerfairy ([personal profile] sunflowerfairy) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2013-03-13 01:53 am

The new Deadman..

Characters: Yotsuba Koiwai and you!~
Setting: Around the Tower's steps.
Format: Starting in prose, but I'll match you.
Summary: After unknowingly eating some contaminated food on the eleventh, Yotsuba gains some strange powers, and is rather..curious about them, so she starts to search for answers.
Warnings: Yotuba will get killed by Wretched Egg, so look out for that. And Yotsuba can control her blood, so..people who don't like that should probably avoid this post.

Yotsuba dimly remembered that dinner on the eleventh had tasted odd, but since it wasn't yucky, not many people payed to much attention to it, chalking it up to the Administrators again, and since it wasn't bitter, no one thought it was poisoned. She didn't give it much thought either, since she wasn't harmed. After all, she was a little girl with much more to do and much more to keep her occupied.

However, when Yotsuba woke up on the thirteenth, she noticed that she wasn't feeling..right. Not bad, just not right. Trying to think of what wasn't right, she got hopped out of bed and started to walk through the dorm floors. When she heard a loud noise from below-probably someone fighting or a newcomer-she jumped, surprised..and cried a little in pain. Turning her head around, she saw small spikes of her own blood coming out of her back.

This..wasn't normal, and curious, Yotsuba started to walk up the Tower steps, calling out the people she knew so that she might be able to find some answers. Since she didn't know how they came out, she didn't pull them back in. They just stayed like that while she climbed and called.

"Dia..Diamud! Edgeworth?! Arada! Hibiki?! Yu..Yukki?!"

Feel free to bother her or help her out.
oathshackledbird: Quiet (Quiet)

Gonna poke you on Plurk with a few thoughts since this seems to be done!

[personal profile] oathshackledbird 2013-03-16 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
Diarmuid smiles when he finishes the song and looks down to see her asleep. That is how things usually go, though. The young ones just can't stay awake more than a short time into the song. Maybe it is just because it's a boring song, but maybe it is because it does its job and brings comfort and good dreams to those who hear it.

He gently smooths the blankets over her again, but doesn't immediately leave. Instead, he stays and watches over her for a while like he promised he would. As he sits there, his mind drifts to memories of doing this with his own children.

All in all, it's not a bad way to spend a few hours.