003 | ❝Just Wondering...❞

[acceptedoblivion]

Characters: [OU] Riku Replica and anyone!
Setting: Dorm 2-14 (Roommates only), Option 1: Floor 3, option 2: Night, anywhere
Format: Starting in action, but I'll match you to the best of my ability.
Summary: Rep is surfacing from lying low after certain events and kind of tired of a few certain someones hounding him to get a name already.
Warnings: None currently.

[It had been some time since the events in the Dark World, the Illusionary Room especially. Self-preservation wasn't really something he had normally, but being continually harrassed by people who just didn't get it was something he'd rather avoid. Especially after what he can remember clearly from before this place.

...Which is probably why he is still so quick to try and leave even the dorm room again, considering at least one of his roommates is likely still less-than-pleased and he really doesn't have the patience. But then, his luck stats are in the negative.]

Option 1 - Floor 3

[After one rather short corridor trip and getting his foot stuck in a wall a total of zero times (it's a new feat, okay), he made his way to the library with only one thought in mind: find something on names. Not many he knew from home were good at naming things, so like he was going to ask them or even bring it up. Especially after he refused to pick one before.

This was something he should do on his own. Which is why he picked a book from the shelves and quietly started flipping through the pages.]

Option 2 - Anywhere, night!

[...At least until the metaphorical sun goes down. Instead he's out in the dark, just practicing magic at first. It didn't come as naturally as darkness, which is probably why even the sparks he makes is laced with it. But hey, it gets the job done. He just hopes he can lure monsters into a trap and see how they like being sliced by two blades instead of one. Creating secondary weapons from darkness was fun.]

Comments

[reversedestiny]

[The library is a place of solace and peace for Sora. So of course he'd be here eventually. And when he's looking for a book, it's pure chance he comes across the Replica. ...And mistakes him for Riku.]

Hey, Riku! What'cha reading?

[acceptedoblivion]

[ASDFGHJKL; Sora. Sora, no. Sora no that's bad.]

...Not Riku. [Be glad this is a ~*~library~*~... or that likely would have been a little loud.] ...and nothing, really.

[Sorry Sora, he is now hiding the book. NOPE NOT TRUSTING YOU WHEN THE ONE HE KNOWS WANTED TO NAME A RAFT EXCALIBUR and not the one that's going to California.]

[reversedestiny]

Oh. You look like him. So I just assumed. Sorry. Who are you, then? I'm Sora.

[Hey, he's totally good at naming things! King and Rolly and Kairi!]

[acceptedoblivion]

I know. [He's met one of you out there, somewhere.] ...I'm no one. Just an old pet project.

[...This is telling him it is the opposite. Just saying.]

Floor 3

[littlelifeforms]

[ Data was going through his usual security duties in the libraries when he spotted Repliku picking a book up and starting to flip through the page. By the look of it, that looked like a poor way to obtain information, so obviously the android would walk to him. ]

Good morning. Are you looking for information?

[acceptedoblivion]

Morning, Data. [He'd ask more on the small talk were it his style, but wasn't he supposed to be working?] ...Just looking for something in particular.

[littlelifeforms]

[ Data nods as a reply but then looks at the books. ]

... The method you use does not appear to be very successful.

[acceptedoblivion]

... That's because nothing's catching my eye.

[Why is finding an alias so hard?]

2-14. prepare yourself. 8|

[justabignobody]

[Well, negative luck stats run in the family(?), so no surprise there.

Oh, you bet he is less than pleased. You bet, he is waiting for a chance to get some straight answers for a change. Though hey... to his credit, he's left the Replica alone until now so he can recover somewhat from things. Because he is that nice. Or well... because the Replica is more likely to answer his questions when he isn't quite as post-battle-wound-up. It might be both, it might be just latter, who knows.

Either way, the next time the Replica enters the room, Riku will step out of the door's blind spot, arms crossing over his chest as he leans back against the door. So much for quick exits.

And don't you even dare to think about making a Corridor to get out; this is long over-due. Riku will tie him to a chair, if he has to.

He doesn't do anything, but regard his Replica with mildly irritated glance and a raised eyebrow; if the other wants the chance to start this off, he's got it now. It's not like Riku's message is all that subtle anyways; especially to anyone who happens to know him.

'Care to explain yourself?']

his body was not ready for this

[acceptedoblivion]

[Dude, he inherited it from you; of course it runs in the family(?).

And this is exactly why, were he more of the cursing type, he would be swearing under his breath at the fact that unless he slept in this room one night a week, he would die and give Jason free reign to mess with the one thing that was his. Nope. Nnnnnnope.

So when the door closes and he senses that very similar and particular darkness just a tad too belated, there is only one thought that would go through his mind-



His first instinct is to definitely Corridor his way the hell out of here, because he knows he is cornered and he knows that if something is leaked that the others don't want discovered, well... he knows what happened to Ryoji. And vaguely what happened with some idiot he never met. Yet he knows that glare; it's the glare they all have that they are so done with this shit and if someone doesn't explain it will be worse.

So instead, he simply rolls his eyes.]

...You think I'm dumb enough to talk even in here.

[Y e a h, he might be aware of the "walls have ears" thing, but. At least he isn't completely adverse to talking? so very less worse than running into axel or ienzo ok]

That's too bad for him. >.>;

[justabignobody]

[He's done with it, indeed and he is not going to take any excuses either.

He still isn't saying anything at that, though he certainly is picking out the "not entirely against talking"-bit of that statement. Well, in that case...

A moment later he's unfolded his arms and summoned Way to the Dawn, taking a step forward before pointing it back at the door - only dismissing it when the gleam of sealing magic has settled and he can see the faint gleam of a golden keyhole. Hopefully, Data and Yosuke wouldn't get back for a while yet. (If they do... well, bad luck. He's not unlocking the room until he has his answers.)

Now. Nobody can get into the room, nobody is getting out either. Unless they start shouting, nobody is going to hear anything. Talk.]

/slowly palmface

[acceptedoblivion]

[...Yeah, he may or may not have instinctively jumped back a bit at that. Real thing. Real thing, that's rude.And yet, he smirks just a little bit the smirk of the kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.]

Still mad, huh.

[He shrugs. To be honest, he doesn't really know what to say, and even if he did... it was his choice to help the bad guy this one instance.]

Come on, do you really think I'd actually side with someone who reeks of the dark? [Might as well ease that bit?] ... I was cornered after Dax's end because I was the only one who wasn't worried about the wedding more than what the admins are doing.

[...Real Thing, say something so he knows how much else he has to say.]

Floor 3

[withak]

[Katsuya is reading.

It doesn't really matter what he's reading. Books of recipes, folk tales, how to fix a motorcycle, as long as he's learning something then his mind has something to focus on.

Though, it can easily be put aside at the appearance of someone Katsuya knows.]

Good to see you again.

[acceptedoblivion]

[And this is the third time today he's come across someone he recognizes while trying to find something on his own.Though at least he's fine with this one. Heck, for a half a second, he doesn't seem nearly as angry or jumpy as he normally is.]

...Hey. [It doesn't mean it's any less awkward, much less for the last time they ran into each other. Or he's any less focused on the pages in front of him.]

[withak]

May I ask what you're reading?

[Not 'what are you reading' - the difference is subtle but present.]

option 2 floor 57?

[destructiveprinciples]

[Usually while traveling the Tower, Avenger dematerializes. It's quicker and more effective in conserving prana in the long run.

So when he walks across the empty field in the dead of night, the Servant is not immediately visible as he observes the guy unexpectedly practicing magic and shooting off sparks of dark prana, curious.

After a bit of silent watching, he exited the spiritual mode and called out;]

Hey, what's up?

wow how the heck did my inbox eat this. ;A;

[acceptedoblivion]

[That may be but dude could stand to give at least a little warning. As it is, it's likely lucky that he'd just killed one monster with a strange mix of normal and dark fire (really, how is that a thing?) when suddenly corporeal presence.

Because otherwise that spell might have been aimed elsewhere. Like Avenger's face, since that's his reaction to being startled especially when this floor is not very safe at night.]

-Practicing.

[Why so curious and why suddenly materialize?]

whoops? |D happens to me too

[destructiveprinciples]

[Give prior warning before slipping from a spiritual presence to a corporeal presence nah let's not. When it comes to the safety of the floor they are currently on, he isn't concerned and doesn't react to the startled expression on the boy's face. He lifts up one hand, waving it before it drops back down.

His reply seems nonthreatening enough.]

Practicing what?

[Guy doesn't smell like a magus, even though he's using prana and Avenger's... bored.]

[provenworth]

[Elena is a bit of a regular at the library, from picking books for pleasure reading for when its late at night and she can't sleep and doesn't have the drive to read anything serious to looking for books that hold information that would help her survive the Tower. Anything to try and keep her mind busy on everything that's happened over the last several weeks.

But there's nothing that's begging her attention or catching her eye and, as she rounds a corner, catches sight of the silver-headed youth that looks a little familiar. Her steps are cautious and slow, hands visible to ensure he doesn't take her as a threat.]

Excuse me, but...haven't I seen you before?

Option 1

[princeofjunes]

[He'd really only come to read up a bit more on guitar styles and playing, but Yosuke can't help but notice his roomie looking pretty intense as he leafs through a book. The two don't exactly have the closest relationship, but he can't help but feel it's best to keep things at the very least cordial]

[So Yosuke gives a casual wave from his own seat in the library]

Hey! I didn't really have you pegged as the bookish type.

[acceptedoblivion]

[It wasn't like he made a habit out of coming here in the first place. ...Mostly because he knew a certain someone was likely to visit here often so he stayed away on purpose. But today? ...He'd make an exception because he's getting tired of people not having anything other than "Riku #3" or "HEY YOU"

...Taking a couple others from the shelves, he figures he might as well join one of the few who probably doesn't hate him on principle.]

I'm not; not really. [But he is very literate and a goddamn hacker like his sister.] But then, I could say the same about you.

[Seems more like a gamer or music nut.]

[princeofjunes]

[And here Yosuke thought he had the air of a young socialite, lounging his days away with the educated upper crust of society]

[He can't help but laugh at his roomie's statement. Busted already, huh?]

Man, I didn't think it was that obvious. Yeah, I've been trying to learn some guitar. I usually prefer a hands on approach, but sometimes you have to hit the books.

What about you?

Option 2

[notayoungkitten]

[The night, while dangerous, is when Ocelot is usually awake. A personal preference, really, though she is often only asleep for a few hours regardless. She follows the brief sparks of light to where the boy is trying to cast magic.]

It's been a while. What are you doing?

[Her voice is rather cold, but curious.]

asdfg i am so sorry for the late /)(\

[acceptedoblivion]

[He nearly freezes in place when he sensed someone nearby, but when he recognizes, he seems to relax vaguely. Oh, it's just Ocelot.]

Practicing a skill I don't normally use.

[He was literally built for power and speed, not magic that wasn't dark-oriented. Though pursuit of power normally meant going outside of the comfort zone.]

No problem!

[notayoungkitten]

[She nods, curious. One brow raises as she stretches out her fingers carefully.]

Does the skill not come naturally to you?

[Magic doesn't exist in her world, but she can certainly see the value in the skill.]