gloomyApoplectic (GA) ♍ Kanaya Maryam (
gloomyapoplectic) wrote in
towerofanimus2013-04-27 06:22 pm
Entry tags:
009.
Characters: [AU1] Kanaya Maryam (
gloomyapoplectic) and the ladies of room 2-01 (
reddeadvirtuoso,
culbutiri,
idol_support). potentially you, if your character hears the commotion in 2-01 and comes knocking!
Setting: Room 2-01
Format: starting action, will match!
Summary: Kanaya is an expert in pillow therapy.
Warnings: Post-event trauma and dumb children.
making the fort (closed to
reddeadvirtuoso)
[Kanaya hadn't left the room much since she'd been returned to normal after being brainwashed, save to get sopor pills from the infirmary in an attempt to taper the nightmares. She had no desire to reflect upon that week or the things she'd done during it; that meant staying away from the rest of the Tower and its horrors.
So it only makes sense that she's in the room now, curled up quietly on her bed with her ugly brown pillow.]
finished fort (open to
culbutiri,
idol_support, and anyone who knocks; replies will come from Kanaya and Jade)
[The room has been transformed. All four beds have been stripped bare of their thin sheets and lumpy pillows, and the nightstands have been moved around completely. The nightstands and bedframes act as support for the spread of sheets, which are weighed down with objects from Kanaya's trunk where necessary. The pillows are spread out on the floor underneath the makeshift tent.
Pretty much the whole room is now a clumsy blanket fort.
And within the fort are Jade and Kanaya.
This is totally reasonable.]
Setting: Room 2-01
Format: starting action, will match!
Summary: Kanaya is an expert in pillow therapy.
Warnings: Post-event trauma and dumb children.
making the fort (closed to
[Kanaya hadn't left the room much since she'd been returned to normal after being brainwashed, save to get sopor pills from the infirmary in an attempt to taper the nightmares. She had no desire to reflect upon that week or the things she'd done during it; that meant staying away from the rest of the Tower and its horrors.
So it only makes sense that she's in the room now, curled up quietly on her bed with her ugly brown pillow.]
finished fort (open to
[The room has been transformed. All four beds have been stripped bare of their thin sheets and lumpy pillows, and the nightstands have been moved around completely. The nightstands and bedframes act as support for the spread of sheets, which are weighed down with objects from Kanaya's trunk where necessary. The pillows are spread out on the floor underneath the makeshift tent.
Pretty much the whole room is now a clumsy blanket fort.
And within the fort are Jade and Kanaya.
This is totally reasonable.]

LET'S MAKE A FORTTTTT
So instead of actually hermiting it up most days, she'd spent them wandering around the Tower and wasting times in various ways, with her headphones over her ears and safely drowning out anything from the outside world. One the occasion she actually felt sleepy, she'd sneak into her bed without the others noticing, and usually snuck out before they got a chance.
Unfortunately, she had left her scarf behind in a moment of sheer stupidity this morning, and had to return to the room at an actually reasonable hour. She strolled in without any problem, but-- it wasn't until she was about halfway across the room that she noticed Kanaya was sleeping (?) on her bed.
A moment of panic struck her, so instead of...trying to sneak along quietly, she made a mad dash for her night stand to grab her scarf and tried to shoot for the door before Kanaya noticed her come on almost there--]
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She hears the door to the room open and lifts her head to look at Jade, who is...running.
Before she can completely ollie out of the room, Kanaya prompts:] What are you doing?
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Jade promptly stops when she hears Kanaya's voice (though that might have sort of been a reflex at this point.) She was already halfway out the door, maybe she could just keep running that wouldn't be weird right no it'd probably be weird and definitely not cool but who gave a flying shit about being cool anymore fuck.
Despite her rambling internal monologue, Jade turned around slowly, to the point where you could almost see the cold sweat on her forehead.]
Nothin'.
[Well that was barely audible.]
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What. In hell. Are you doing in there?
jhfjfgjfdhfgdjlkhfgd hi
She didn't feel as trapped and angry as she had a week ago and she wasn't sure what to feel about the fact it was thanks to Ocelot, Rei and April.
Because she wanted to be strong enough to deal with stuff on her own.
However walking into the room she saw... well she had no idea what this was actually, except a mess. Blanket fort making is not an activity encouraged in temple trainees, or assassin brats.] What do you even be doing?
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You're acting like you are being chased by something particularly ferocious.
[She casts an unsure look out into the hallway.] You are not, I hope?
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So she answers without opening the door, because she is a mature young lady of six and a half sweeps.] Engaging in pleasant and therapeutic activities.
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He kind of peeks in, and looks a little surprised. He wasn't really expecting to see a pillow fort set up and engulfing the entire room.]
I...can go if this is a bad time.
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[He doesn't mind therapy, really, he doesn't. Shitty piles are his favourite thing to have, ever. But at least he has the decency to not make it harder on certain other people in the Tower by making sure that he left the place just as nice and clean and sterile as he entered.]
i am so sorry nesir
She remains under the cover of the...well, covers, when she answers.] We have constructed a protective environment of snuggleplanes for therapeutic purposes.
[Kanaya then gives Jade a look. It was your idea to use the stuff from the other beds. >:|]
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[She doesn't think Jade will, but Jade is weird so who knows.]
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[And she sort of, slid back into the room and slammed the door shut as if to...either prove it, or at least protect them from whatever was in the hallway. Even though there was nothing there.
It was the thought that counted, right.]
Sorry. [She did kinda slam that door a little loudly.]
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Mind your own beeswax, nanny.
i'm not
She returned Kanaya's look with a look of her own, except her look was something more along the lines of 'dude, snuggleplane is the best word she's ever heard.']
Crucial teenage therapy business.
[Her reply was a bit more curt 'cause she was...still... kind of, did not want to see Nesir at all. Yeah.]
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Of all the people it had to be Dave.
There was nothing wrong with that though, come on, it was Dave! This was stupid! She shouldn't freak out over a dude that's basically her alternate universe brother or something right?!
Jade was indeed weird however, and sort of settled into a further corner of the fabric construction, with one of the pillows gripped tightly in her arms.]
Sure.
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[She sits on her now bare mattress, just because they were using up the whole room. She ignored Jade's tone as well because she had enough to deal with with Sephiroth being a baby about the whole her bossing him about when she had been brainwashed thing without Jade being an idiot as well.]
While you do be at it you can be explaining what therapy do be being as well.
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Jade? You're in there too?
[girls]
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At the same time, he wishes he could do something about it.
He kind of crawls in, keeping a good distance between him and Jade. She probably doesn't want him near her.] Did you two like commandeer all the sheets ad pillows to do this?
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She probably shouldn't say anything.]
It was my original intention to only use the materials from the sleeping squares designated to Jade and I. It was Jade's idea to utilize the entire room.
[Meaning TOTALLY NOT KANAYA'S FAULT OKAY...]
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There wasn't nearly enough to even make a sheet-shack with what was on our beds, OK.
[H U M P]
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Kudos for going the full ten yards.
[He would have probably gone and done the entire room himself so...] And it's not like you're kicking people out of the room or whatever.