http://spiritsup.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] spiritsup.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2011-10-09 03:56 pm

[Event, returning from surgery, open]

Characters: All those who were expermimented on if they want and everyone else
Setting: Cafeteria, morning
Format: Whatevers easiest
Summary: Those that were taken a week ago are left in the cafeteria, changed and somewhat broken. (I'm starting with Romeo, and then everyone can just make their own threads/reply to each other/tag around. I just thought this would save 8 very similar different threads)
Warnings: Horror, description of body modification horror, trauma, angst, unplesentness. Probably lots of anger

Romeo had barely struggled when he was taken a week ago but now he was angry. The bad people had hurt them all, did awful things to them. He shouted at them and was ignored, he tried to bash them with his antlers but it did nothing. Soon they were left in the cafeteria. It had only been a week but everything had changed. Romeo had fallen once they had put him down, he still wasn't good at walking and he looked around. The cafeteria was exactly the same though it seemed that the whole tower should have changed, become even scarier than it already was. He looked at his mouth, so strange and protruding out of his face and then down at his legs, four of them now not two. They looked strange in a way they hadn't in the cells. They had been a scary place and the face that he now had hooves and antlers hadn't been as horrifying as it was now he was in a normal place. A place he had been for a long time now.

He looked at the others and tried not to cry, he had cried so much already and it wouldn't keep anyone's spirits up. Now they were back they had to act strong and brave because they would be seeing their friends. Those that were hopefully safe. With a determined look Romeo struggled to his feet and stood, staying very close to the others, scared even now he was no longer imprisoned. "It will be alright." He whispered, both to himself and to those around him. They just had to keep their spirits up, and no matter what they had to keep living.

[identity profile] craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com 2011-11-30 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
Um... Why didn't you tell me?

[identity profile] grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com 2011-11-30 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
I was not going to impede your red advance with Tavros.

[identity profile] craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com 2011-11-30 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
Well, you saw how well that worked and that's all over with anyway. You should have told me before or after or something.

[identity profile] grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com 2011-11-30 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
It never seemed like the right time.

[identity profile] craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com 2011-11-30 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
So you just stopped talking to me instead.

[No no. It's the wrong time to get bitter, this time is supposed to be about Kanaya, and she's making it about herself like she does every time.

She sighs, leaning against the table.]


Man I must have been pretty oblivious to not have noticed! What, am I turning into Egbert or something?

[identity profile] grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com 2011-11-30 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
It may not have been the correct thing to do, but it was the easiest for me. Forgive me.

[identity profile] craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com 2011-11-30 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
It's fine, whatever. It's in the past now!

[But now Vriska doesn't know what to say or how to handle it. She's got a lot to think about.]

[identity profile] grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com 2011-11-30 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, the past.

[wow this conversation was tiring]

[identity profile] craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com 2011-11-30 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
... You should probably go back to your respiteblock and rest or something!

[identity profile] grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com 2011-11-30 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, I think I need to rest.

[identity profile] grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com 2011-11-30 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you, Vriska. [she stands up]

[identity profile] craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com 2011-11-30 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
[She stands up too, and begins to walk next to her a little awkwardly. She has to figure out how to respond to Kanaya now that she knows.

Kanaya is pretty, and they had spent a lot of time together as kids so... She could definitely see the potential. But she's been trying to get back to just being moirails with her so this is an entirely new development.]

[identity profile] grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com 2011-11-30 02:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[She walks slowly back to her room, trying not to exert too much energy for the phantom to suck up. The situation is awkward for her too, they haven't spoke in so long and now this confession and also Rose is here and everything is confusing and no one understands.]

[identity profile] craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com 2011-12-01 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Vriska walks with her as far as her room, not really talking anymore because she's mulling over all of it and she's out of things to say. She's not really good at the comforting thing anyway.

When they get there, though, she lingers. She's not entirely sure she wants to leave Kanaya alone, all things considered but... She can't stay with her day and night.]


So... I guess I'll see you tomorrow or something! And about that thing. [She gestures to Kanaya's chest.] We'll figure out how to get rid of it.

[identity profile] grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com 2011-12-01 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
[she smiles a genuine smile] Thank you, Vriska.

[identity profile] craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com 2011-12-01 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
[Vriska looks away, and there's not a little blue tinging her cheeks, damn it!]

Don't mention it, F- Kanaya. Just go get some rest. See ya!

[identity profile] grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com 2011-12-01 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[She just smiles, she would hug Vriska if she wasn't worried about the phantom stealing her energy]

[identity profile] craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com 2011-12-01 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[She gives a small smile back, though it looks more like her usual smirk. Bad habits are hard to break. She turns to hurry back down the hall.]