Book Girl and..

[tohko_amano]

Characters: Tohko Amano and you!~
Setting: Dorm Floors, Stairs (Any floor you choose), and Floor 48.
Format: Prose to start, but I'll match you!
Summary: After missing for a week, Tohko has come back, but not the same as she left. She's in Group B for the event and full details of how she's been mutilated can be found here.
Warnings: Body horror, gore, and possible death for your characters. If Tohko runs into any characters that she knows are members of the rebellion, she will give them only one chance to say that they won't go against the Administrators. If they don't..then you can expect a fight. She will also sometimes malfunction. If you want to meet her while she is doing so, please specificity in your comment.


Quietly, Tohko walked through the Dorm floors, patrolling as she usually did, keeping an eye out for dead bodies or people acting up, and ignoring the blood that occasionally came out of her joints. It was painful..but it wasn't that bad. If these changes could help her perform better, then so be it. Besides, this only better made her a book girl..and she wouldn't have to carry so many books when she could just read a few words on her arm. She couldn't read too much though. She had to stay focused. The residents sometimes acted up, and the other workers might get out of hand without her. Best to keep walking and patrolling.

Tohko walked up the stairs, ignoring the trail of blood she left behind and the pain that came with each step upwards. She had to patrol on the steps too. After all, how else was she going to keep everyone in line and patrol? Occasionally, Tohko would poke her head into a room before continuing onwards.

People often died here in the graveyard too, so Tohko could be found here patrolling, keeping and eye out on things. However, she stopped for a moment when she saw a gravestone for Ryuto Sakurai. For a moment, it felt like something inside her wanted to cry out..but it was just for a moment. It must have been an old emotion, a remnant of the life she had before the Administrators had lovingly altered her to be a better worker. She moved on, letting the sorrow die.

Comments

[notsogrimreaper]

[As Tohko heads up the stairs, Ryoji is heading down, yet he doesn't really acknowledge the other girl's presence with anything more than a small nod. They both had jobs to do, and though she smelled of death like the others, it wasn't as strong.

If she did decide to follow him, however, he would not object. Then someone can hold trouble-makers down for him as he cuts them apart.]

[tohko_amano]

[While Ryoji just nodded, Tohko couldn't help but speak to Ryoji, even if she did keep heading up the stairs. The old her, the version of her before the Administrators had upgraded her, might have stopped him and kept up their debate on why they should be friends, but now..she didn't care about that. She had duties to do, he had things to do, and they both had to keep people in line.]

Good afternoon, Ryoji. How is your work coming along?

[notsogrimreaper]

[He does pause when she speaks to him, and glances at her out of the corner of his eye, ignoring the little haze of death around her. She wasn't being disobedient. So what if she'd seen a few people die?]

Good afternoon, Tohko. It is going well. There are an unfortunate amount of people breaking the rules, but I am disposing of them all easily. How is it for you?

[tohko_amano]

[Or had murdered a three or four people back in October?]

That is good. I am glad to hear it. I am supervising a few workers and keeping everyone else in line rather well. I need to speak to a few people if I encounter them..but everything is going well.

[notsogrimreaper]

[He's... trying to ignore that because he knows Tohko is a worker like him, and isn't directly causing problems.]

Who do you need to speak to? Are they being disobedient?

[tohko_amano]

[Good luck ignoring it, Ryoji..]

Not right now they are..but they may become disobedient. Don't worry, Ryoji. I shall take care of it. It will be fine.

[notsogrimreaper]

I trust it will be. If you do not take care of it, you might be punished...

[Not that he can do that, but there are a few that have more authority than them.]

[tohko_amano]

I know. It will be taken care of. I'm not going to go against the Administrators or cause disruptions.

[As she spoke, some blood came out of her elbow, but she ignored it.]

Well this is a lovely second meeting, also she is free to attempt to harm him

[semantating]

[ Break is in the graveyard. Ignoring the rows up rows of familiar names.

Sharon Rainsworth. Shelly Rainsworth. Ignored, he is fine; he does not care, he will continue to pass those by.

Gilbert Nightray. He still does not care. What is done is done. If they are truly dead. He will not allow... these... PEOPLE to make him weak. But there is one gravestone that makes him freeze. The name is old and worn and it looks almost like a family plot.

▒▒▒▒▒ ＳＩＮＣＬＡＩＲ

What a dreadful place this room is. But he does not care, he does not care at all. And so he moves on until he turns to find Tohko... not a beast, but the girl. And he cannot help but find the work done to her sort of ironic in a morbid way. He supposes this was Jason's sense of 'humor'. The irony of the girl who told him all this now being in such a way... but he can't be totally sure it's her. Not unless he talks to her, he supposes. And so, cheerfully, leaning on his cane, he regards Tohko as though nothing is wrong. ]

I do hope the book they took was at the very least a good one; it would be a shame if the pages were wasted in such a way without a purpose, then the one responsible would be quite a crook.

[ He saw that odd, brief pause. Something is wrong here... ]

Oh goodie, because she might just try to kill him. :D

[tohko_amano]

[Tohko had just ignored the crying feeling and was about to move on..when she saw Break coming towards her, leaning on a cane a little. While she didn't like the guy, that didn't really matter now. She had duties to perform. Personal fights did not really matter anymore.]

The Administrators used a very good book on me.

[Not that she could really remember this, but why would the Administrators give her anything less than the best in their modifications?]

The Administrators do not waste things, and they are not crooks either.

[Guess who was brainwashed utterly beyond the point of reason? Break might want to be careful..further insulting the Administrators might get him killed.]

She has full permission to try, but I don't think he'll go down so easily

[semantating]

[ ... Hah. Such ridiculous things coming out of something quite without the proper mouth. Oh, this was amusing. ]

... I suppose I should not be surprised they made the book girl from a book. It seems a little more to me that they took the idea of getting lost in the pages of good fiction too literally. So comfortable with our saviors. And I suppose next you shall tell me they did this for your own good?

[ Some friendly advice. For as lax as he seems at the moment, there is a double meaning to his leaning on that cane... ]

Dorm floors

[warriorscribe]

*He'd returned to the dorms to wash off some blood from a worker unit that had attacked him.

What he didn't expect to see was someone apparently made entirely of bloodied paper with a tell-tale pink collar coming down the halls as he emerged from the restroom.

For a moment, all he can do is stare in horror. This had been a person, hadn't it? Just when he thinks he's seen the worst Jason can do, every time...

Perhaps it's a small mercy he can't recognize it as Tohko on sight.*

Dorm floors

[tohko_amano]

[Sadly, Tohko did recognize Enoch as she passed the restroom, and it wasn't good that she did. She knew he was involved with the rebellion against the Administrators, and that wasn't good for her..or her wonderful rulers. Without a smile she approached him.]

Good afternoon, Enoch. I have a question for you.

[One that would lead to a fight if he got it wrong.]

Nor do I, really. That, sadly, isn't going to stop her. ><;

[tohko_amano]

[Tohko nodded, readying her fingers. If he said anything against the Administrators, she would attack, first with lightning, then with her daggers.]

They did it so that I can better serve them.

Oh well this should be fun :V

[semantating]

[ She's going to try to attack him? Oh, this was amusing. He just tilts his had a bit at her, looking for all the world unbothered. ]

You realize most wouldn't happily serve their kidnappers, do you not? And I suppose your pay is nonexistent. What a terrible job being a puppet must be. ... I did warn you, little doll. And now look at you. Unaware of anything. Where is your friendship now, I wonder?

That is should..she really will apologize when this is all over. ><;

[tohko_amano]

They are not our kidnappers. They are our helpers. And this is not a terrible job.

[If she could, she would have glared a little as she spoke, but her face remained normal as she concentrated and formed a large storm cloud above Break. Even if he jumped, it would follow him, and without another word, she snapped her fingers, sending a rain of lightning down on him. Something inside of her was crying out, screaming..but those were old emotions from before the Administrators had helped her. They were to be ignored.]

HAHA... THAT'S OKAY. He'll forgive her. No harm done. :u

[semantating]

[ Oh, dear. He's going to have his hands full dodging that cloud, but as Break is quite an agile man, he manages to miss the lightning strike.

Just barely.

He wasn't expecting that as much, but he knew she'd do something, and so Break simply stays on the move, speaking while he avoids the cloud. Eventually, he lands next to one of the mausoleums and raises his cane, ready to defend himself or strike at the girl if she decides to attack him head-on. He shall not be needing the Hatter for this, he thinks. ]

Helping someone does not generally involve stealing them away from the peace of death, Miss Amano. You have no free will. It is quite distasteful, speaking from one servant to another. The difference, you will find, is that I get paid for my duties, rather than force fed them.

Which..should be good, since Tohko will hate all of this when she returns to normal..><

[tohko_amano]

[Well, Tohko wasn't expecting that, so after Break dodged the first strike of lightning, she concentrated and made it follow him. As she replied, she pulled one of her daggers out of her belt and threw it at him. She could retrieve it later.]

I do not need it, as long as I can help the Administrators. The enhancements are my pay, and they help with my work.

permission if this escalates to harm her??? Because he will try to kill her eventually oops

[semantating]

[ He sighs as he turns to avoid the dagger and then jumps away to avoid the cloud still after him. ]

You are a most irritating puppet. I see they have ground that idealistic little heart of yours into making you a useful slave. Did you always have this ability, Miss Amano? Or was that their "gift" to you? ... Since you seem so eager, I will play with you for a little while as I wait for you to answer my questions.

We may as well make it fun.

Of course! I was expecting that! :3

[tohko_amano]

[Well, that was one dagger she would have to retrieve later. No matter. Tohko gave up on the storm cloud, and it dissipated. As Break spoke, Tohko felt something in her want to cry out in anger and pain, but she didn't do anything. These old emotions really were a nuisance sometimes.]

What is wrong with being a servant? And what ability are you talking about? And I am not playing with you. I am punishing you.

[As she spoke, she pulled out her other dagger and started to walk towards Break. He better be prepared-training with Saber for seven months every day had toughened her up somewhat and improved her fighting skills.]

Yes good. Time for a game ♥

[semantating]

[ Break keeps his hand on his cane but does not move. In fact, he grins like this is all just fine and they're not in this situation, that nothing has changed. He laughs. ]

Little Librarian, you did not listen to my words very well, did you? You are a slave. A servant is quite fine. I am one, after all. To be a slave one is forced into doing something you do not wish to do for someone else. You were modified against your will--those little pages were torn out and stapled all over you... so the torn little child is going to punish me for not being a slave?

[ And here, he raises his cane toward her... ready to unlock the sword hidden within at a second's notice, or to parry her dagger. ]

... I invite you to try. Do not do something you will regret.

I don't think Tohko will win, but it should be fun. :3

[tohko_amano]

[As Tohko speaks, she continues walking towards Break, getting ready to strike. His eyes..or his heart would be targeted.]

I have not been forced into this. I was only modified so that I could better serve the Administrators. I have been like this for quite awhile. And I am punishing you for going against the Administrators.

[As she spoke, that old, annoying feeling of wanting to scream and cry out emerged, but it was brushed aside. Even if it was large, it was useless to her current tasks. Without another word, she lunged quickly toward Break. He might anticipate her dagger going for his heart..but the fist to his stomach might be another matter.]

[semantating]

[ Though the punch connects, Break moves back in time to avoid any lasting damage, and he takes a second to regroup and catch his breath. As he does so, his cane manages to block the dagger and parry it away; he jumps backwards and puts some distance between the two of them. Click. The top of the cane comes off, revealing a sword inside. ]

You are putting me into a very bad mood, Miss Amano... if you do not quit, I am afraid I shall get extremely irritated with you...!

[ Truly, the look in his eye is far more DANGEROUS now. This really is your very last chance, or he will cut you in two, little drone. ]

[tohko_amano]

[At this point, Tohko didn't care how mad Break looked, what threats he used, or the screaming useless emotions in her. This was her duty, and she was going to do it. Again, Tohko rushed at Break, but this time, she moved to try and cut off his hand.]

[semantating]

[ He does not waver. He dodges the attempted assault with what almost seems like ease as he runs around and behind her; he was being purposefully kind to her before, but he will not be so forgiving now. This time, he is focused purely on offense, and his speed is actually rather surprising for someone who seems so 'helpless'. Whether or not Tohko can keep up is the question.

This girl would simply have to die. There was no remorse left in him to even care; why should he? He had intended on simply knocking her out, but this is not an option. She will try to kill him, and he simply cannot afford to die in any world. He does not trust a system where they must make new bodies for him, and he would prefer not to waste what he has. He takes his sword and rushes at her, bringing it up and down on her. All the years he spent as a knight in his past life coming back with natural ease, the sort of ease that is well-practiced, mastered, and never let slip from constant training.

If Tohko does not block or avoid his hit, she may lose an arm, or worse--she may be cut entirely in half. ]