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warriorscribe) wrote in
towerofanimus2013-03-17 07:52 pm
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Behold the summer and the winter, how the whole earth is filled with water
Characters: Enoch and anyone; people are free and encouraged to make multiple threads for multiple prompts of course!
Setting: Various places, just about anywhere in the tower otherwise
Format: I'm starting in prose but it doesn't matter.
Summary: Like A Lion catch-all event post
Warnings: Er...one prompt involves nudity? That's the only warning I can think of for now.
Spring
Enoch wakes to the sensation of water droplets on his skin. No sooner has he gotten to his feet and grabbed his Arch than it's a downpour, soaking his hair and jeans. His summoned armor protects his sandals from the water's wear, but he's confused about these developments, to say the least. Rain isn't necessarily a bad thing, to him, after all. ...But that's when he notices the water flowing over his trunk is also flowing into it.
"No!" He runs to it and flings it open, hurriedly gathering three books out of them - one of them is soggy by now and a distressed little whine sticks in his throat as it slips from his hand. He clutches the two remaining books to his stomach with one arm and slams the lid shut with the other, rushing out of the room.
He can be found running along the dormitory floors, still hunched protectively over his books. Or, after they've been put away somewere safe, somehow, he can be found elsewhere, seeming unperturbed by the rain itself, standing on a stretch of staircase and letting the water flow past his feet.
Summer
In the dry heat, Enoch seems to thrive. He lays out his cloak and the leggings he'd made in October flat on top of the trunk or the floor below to dry, and grabs one of the juice boxes, thankfully plastic instead of cardboard, left over from December's food basket, and sets off. He can be found in the sewing room, cutting a portion off a large stretch of violet fabric. When he's separated it, he does some work on it to make ties and wraps, and eventually has a short headscarf that he quickly puts on and leaves the floor, finally poking the straw into and sipping that juice box he'd taken with him. He's a little shaky from hunger, but...he's not starving, at least, not as bad as it was when he'd first come here.
After this, he can be found moving around somewhat sparingly with his new scarf, working beautifully at keeping sweat out of his eyes, though it isn't long before he removes it and uses the Arch to cut a large portion of it off, rendering it a headband instead. He seems to be doing just fine, overall, or to at least not be panicking or upset.
Until the humid heat starts coming in, at which point he is nowhere in the tower's levels to be found. Those who want to seek him out during this time will find him in his own room, lying naked on his bed, the fitted sheet beneath him having accumulated a fairly large sweatstain beneath him. He has the sheet nearby to cover himself if someone is offended by his current state of undress, but he's not going to touch it if he doesn't have to. If he notices he's stopped sweating, he'll take a few sips of the juice box, probably a different one than the one he had before at this point. He grimaces a bit after, but hydration is hydration.
And then the thunderstorm starts. Enoch sits upright at the rain, holding his hands out to catch it. He manages a few sips before his position, elevated and near the room's metal wall, works against him, and an arc from a lightning strike that hits it arcs straight to his arm. There's a sharp cry from inside room 3-18 and anyone who investigates will see Enoch has tumbled off his bed, for the moment paralyzed and in pain. But eventually the paralysis ends and he staggers to his feet, grabbing his jeans from the floor and hurriedly putting them on. He has never been happier for his superhuman endurance.
He can then be found out and about again, keeping away from the walls and letting the rain cool him as well as it will.
Autumn
Enoch has a few leaves in his hair as he wanders the tower to keep his mind off his hunger. He'd run out of the beef jerky from the December food basket three days in, and it was now the fourth. He's a little unsteady on his feet sometimes, but the weather seems to be doing him good. He'll be strained, but pleasant in conversation, and will attempt to try to help with hunting now that the weather seems calmer.
Until it isn't so calm anymore. Enoch can be found leaping off staircases to avoid tornadoes, or diving behind or under things that are bolted down. If anyone needs any help with the tornadoes, though, he's there to help!
Winter
Enoch is shivering when he wakes up. He summons his armor for whatever insulation it can provide and pulls his Arch from the snow, kneeling at his trunk to open it and take out the cloak he'd dried in the first day of summer. It isn't so dry now, but it will warm at his body heat at least. He's still shivering as he leaves the room, seeking out the company of others. Surely, there is a gathering of people somewhere...
Setting: Various places, just about anywhere in the tower otherwise
Format: I'm starting in prose but it doesn't matter.
Summary: Like A Lion catch-all event post
Warnings: Er...one prompt involves nudity? That's the only warning I can think of for now.
Spring
Enoch wakes to the sensation of water droplets on his skin. No sooner has he gotten to his feet and grabbed his Arch than it's a downpour, soaking his hair and jeans. His summoned armor protects his sandals from the water's wear, but he's confused about these developments, to say the least. Rain isn't necessarily a bad thing, to him, after all. ...But that's when he notices the water flowing over his trunk is also flowing into it.
"No!" He runs to it and flings it open, hurriedly gathering three books out of them - one of them is soggy by now and a distressed little whine sticks in his throat as it slips from his hand. He clutches the two remaining books to his stomach with one arm and slams the lid shut with the other, rushing out of the room.
He can be found running along the dormitory floors, still hunched protectively over his books. Or, after they've been put away somewere safe, somehow, he can be found elsewhere, seeming unperturbed by the rain itself, standing on a stretch of staircase and letting the water flow past his feet.
Summer
In the dry heat, Enoch seems to thrive. He lays out his cloak and the leggings he'd made in October flat on top of the trunk or the floor below to dry, and grabs one of the juice boxes, thankfully plastic instead of cardboard, left over from December's food basket, and sets off. He can be found in the sewing room, cutting a portion off a large stretch of violet fabric. When he's separated it, he does some work on it to make ties and wraps, and eventually has a short headscarf that he quickly puts on and leaves the floor, finally poking the straw into and sipping that juice box he'd taken with him. He's a little shaky from hunger, but...he's not starving, at least, not as bad as it was when he'd first come here.
After this, he can be found moving around somewhat sparingly with his new scarf, working beautifully at keeping sweat out of his eyes, though it isn't long before he removes it and uses the Arch to cut a large portion of it off, rendering it a headband instead. He seems to be doing just fine, overall, or to at least not be panicking or upset.
Until the humid heat starts coming in, at which point he is nowhere in the tower's levels to be found. Those who want to seek him out during this time will find him in his own room, lying naked on his bed, the fitted sheet beneath him having accumulated a fairly large sweatstain beneath him. He has the sheet nearby to cover himself if someone is offended by his current state of undress, but he's not going to touch it if he doesn't have to. If he notices he's stopped sweating, he'll take a few sips of the juice box, probably a different one than the one he had before at this point. He grimaces a bit after, but hydration is hydration.
And then the thunderstorm starts. Enoch sits upright at the rain, holding his hands out to catch it. He manages a few sips before his position, elevated and near the room's metal wall, works against him, and an arc from a lightning strike that hits it arcs straight to his arm. There's a sharp cry from inside room 3-18 and anyone who investigates will see Enoch has tumbled off his bed, for the moment paralyzed and in pain. But eventually the paralysis ends and he staggers to his feet, grabbing his jeans from the floor and hurriedly putting them on. He has never been happier for his superhuman endurance.
He can then be found out and about again, keeping away from the walls and letting the rain cool him as well as it will.
Autumn
Enoch has a few leaves in his hair as he wanders the tower to keep his mind off his hunger. He'd run out of the beef jerky from the December food basket three days in, and it was now the fourth. He's a little unsteady on his feet sometimes, but the weather seems to be doing him good. He'll be strained, but pleasant in conversation, and will attempt to try to help with hunting now that the weather seems calmer.
Until it isn't so calm anymore. Enoch can be found leaping off staircases to avoid tornadoes, or diving behind or under things that are bolted down. If anyone needs any help with the tornadoes, though, he's there to help!
Winter
Enoch is shivering when he wakes up. He summons his armor for whatever insulation it can provide and pulls his Arch from the snow, kneeling at his trunk to open it and take out the cloak he'd dried in the first day of summer. It isn't so dry now, but it will warm at his body heat at least. He's still shivering as he leaves the room, seeking out the company of others. Surely, there is a gathering of people somewhere...

Spring, because these two had to meet at some point.
However, Yotsuba loved the rain, and even though she was curious as to why it was raining, she couldn't help but splash around in puddles and laugh.
However, when she saw a man standing on the staircase, she couldn't help but ask-"Why is it raining?"
Yep!
"Because...the boy in charge of the tower right now still has much to learn."
Might as well tell the truth. Kids tend to be able to sniff out lies fairly easily sometimes!
Or he could just be a very poor liar.Re: Yep!
However, at the anwser to her question, Yotsuba looked even more puzzled.
"Boy? I thought bad people op..operated here! The people who kidnapped us!"
Guess who hadn't been told about the Administrators?
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...And here I thought this would be a sweet thread..
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Why did I even bother with the dice?
Because old habits are hard to break?
Because a long walk undisturbed is too convenient to not be earned XD
That too. xD; Earn your long peaceful walks.
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SUMMER
Perspiring, and already exhausted, she managed to give Enoch a weak smile when he got closer... Until her knees buckled and she collapsed right into the wall, sliding down it.
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"Are you all right?" It was a silly question in the circumstances, but her ability to answer was what he was looking for.
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She would have seemed a little out of it, but at least she gave her usual apologetic response. Despite how lethargic she appeared, and how red her face was, she was trying to clutch the wall with one hand to pull herself back up.
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Spring
He is still wearing his pajamas, his clothes were sodden in his trunk and they would have been too heavy anyways, he has the trousers rolled up to his knees and is barefoot, looking very different than he usually does in his robes.
He was struggling up the stairs when he saw Enoch, he had vague memories of the man carrying him to his room, and he hoped he hadn't hurt him. Taiki looked down, his long hair plastered to his face. "Hello..." He whispered because he should still be polite...
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Enoch headed down the stairs to meet the kirin, kneeling down to be a little closer to his level. "Are you all right?"
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Let him go paternal mode on you Taiki <_<
sob yes
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Spring!
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Enoch pauses no longer than a moment to look back at Gilbert before hunching over again to protect the two books from Meridian that remained from the rain. Where could he possibly store these...?
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That's right. Gilbert, brilliant planner that he was, had no idea where to begin looking for a place to store Enoch's books. If it was raining indoors, how would they find places that were actually safe?
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Autumn
When Enoch looks particularly unsteady as he comes down the staircase, Aleph reaches out to steady him and keep him from falling. "Are you alright?"
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With the weather the way it was, animals seemed somewhat scarce...they were confused.
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Winter
He trails behind Enoch, speaking up after a moment. "Want me to start a fire somewhere?"
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"...You can do that?" He 'd appreciate that...at this point he'll take help from anyone.
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Autumn
Don't have a clear idea of whether he was able to save all the books yet so /vague
"When the highest ground wasn't safe? I tried to save what I could. Were you able to save what was important to you?"
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Summer
"H-hey, you all right?"
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The spot where it hit was finally starting to feel like a burn, and though he didn't look at it, it probably looked like one too.
"These rooms are too small to stay in..."
Lightning strikes indoors...that's something he didn't really know how to handle. But at least that much was clear.
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Sorry for the late, notif got eaten
That's okay, notifs are slow for me.
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Autumn
Who came up with this freaking storm?!
[Even keeping them down doesn't help. For once being aerodynamic is working badly against him.]
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It seems to be a mistake...are you all right?
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How about we go through... every season?
Speaking of his hair, it was completely fine, for the sole reason that he had been using an umbrella. It was one of the nice things humans have thought up. "Need some help Enoch?"
Of course!
"Lucifel, please...can you help me protect these?"
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Summer
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