Wake Up

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Characters: Marceline + anyone who wants in
Setting: Room 2-01 (if you want to just pass by there), and then on to other floors.
Format: Starting in prose but I'll match you.
Summary: This Vampire Queen is less than pleased about all these rules, this tower, and she's looking for a way back home.
Warnings: None at the moment.

Every day she woke up without the sleep paralysis was enough cause to be thankful, but Marceline wasn't going to accuse herself of being a grateful creature. She could still feel the sourness in her stomach from that forsaken oatmeal (not a drop of red to be leeched from it at all, besides the fact that oatmeal turned her stomach anyway), the heaviness of her limbs for the too-long seconds when she woke up in this bleak world with that note by her bedside. How could she be happy here, it wasn't Ooo. There was no one to bother. No one to appreciate her playing. Not that she needed it, really. It was just nice.

With a sigh, she swung her legs out of the bed, picked her way around the mess of things she'd scattered around, the amp at the foot of her bed where she'd been sitting there the night before playing as loud as she could in hopes someone in charge would come say something so she could demand to go home, her extra shoes, her jeans from the previous day, and settled her axe bass on the bed so she could open her trunk and get some new clothes. Today was going to be a day to explore, and she wasn't going out without the bass. If worst came to worst she could get her bearings, track someone down, and threaten them for answers at the least.

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"Well, I wanted to get the attention of someone in charge, maybe get some answers," Marceline scowled as she crossed her arms over her chest. "But apparently they don't seem to care what the flip happens at late o'clock here."

The chirpy sound startled Marceline into the air- she hadn't expected it, but she settled back closer to the ground quickly. "Never heard of that kinda animal." She floated over for a closer look. 'Chu Chu' huh? "She's kinda cute though."

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"No they really don't....they really don't tell us much, and from what I know, it's a dangerous place." She looks down at the floor and then back up. "So we have to find a way out of here. Or at least back to where we come from."

She a bit taken aback by Marceline being startled, but a smile spreads across her face. "Oh, she's not an animal. She's a pokemon, and one of my friends. She just said hello."

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"I'd like nothing better," Marceline scowled, crossing her arms. Ooo might have had its places and moments, but Marceline knew what she was doing there. She knew where to go and how to get away if she needed to, and how to handle anything that cropped up there. Getting used to a new place, especially one she didn't hope to be in for long, wasn't her favorite thing.

She'd never heard of 'pokemon', but she knew about being friends with creatures, and she could respect that. "You can understand her?" she had to ask. Honestly, she was still trying to get past the fact that Chu Chu looked kind of like a giant mouse.

[empathicals.livejournal.com]

She quirks an eyebrow, crossing her arms, a thoughtful look on her face. "Well, maybe they will tell us, someday. But if they don't, then we should try to find out by ourselves. Don't you think?" Even if she looked like she could never harm a fly, Yellow had already learnt more than enough when it came to fighting evil people and being in dangerous situations. And if her Pokemon were by her side, then she had no problems.

She gives a small smile when asked the question, nodding. "Yep. I can sort of understand her thoughts and feelings. It's an ability I have..."