Sayaka Miki (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
beknightedheroine) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
towerofanimus2013-05-02 06:15 pm
beknightedheroine) wrote in towerofanimus2013-05-02 06:15 pm
Entry tags:
twentieth staff ♞ witty music-related title
Characters: Sayaka Miki, Taro, & OPEN~
Setting: dormitories, then a choice from floors fifteen, eighteen, twenty seven, fifty one, fifty-three and seventy-eight.
Format: Prose to start, action if you wish!
Summary: Agent Miki is on a mission of grave importance, and decides to recruit backup.
Warnings: As always in the tower, there's a chance of things going Terribly Wrong.
(dorms)-->
Her mission statement: gather supplies (aka, lots of and lots of markers, in as many colors as possible) to support a truly momentous endeavor into fine art (aka, to scribble all over drones with). The time limit was roughly a 'few days' - she was sure mission control (aka the ponytail-toting Lancer) would update her as the mysterious deadline drew closer. The drop off point was Floor 25 (or maybe 86? All he did say was 'meadow' -) and Sayaka was absolutely confident she could fulfill the parameters with 100% success. Well, she was absolutely certain until she realized there was only so much markers one can fit into their pockets and old schoolbag. Obviously, she was going to need an additional accomplice or few.
That's why she was now taking a long, purpose-filled walk through the residence halls, reading every plaque of names she passed and internally weighing whether the occupants would make a good and willing gopher - erh, partner. In her pocket's a scribbled list of what she knows of the tower's floors, with circles around the ones that might make good prospecting places for vital equipment. Her entire demeanor is deceptively intense and grave.
...she stops on a dime, five steps past reading the name when it strikes her that hey, maybe she can ask that person...?
(other floors)-->
She's dragged her crinkled list out once they've reached the elevator, and Sayaka "hmm's" thoughtfully at what she'd hastily circled earlier. At least two of those floors are nice and close together; but if risk-reward probabilities have taught her anything ever, there would have to be cooler colors stashed in the places that were more annoying to get to. "We got enough time to check everywhere once, for sure..."
Setting: dormitories, then a choice from floors fifteen, eighteen, twenty seven, fifty one, fifty-three and seventy-eight.
Format: Prose to start, action if you wish!
Summary: Agent Miki is on a mission of grave importance, and decides to recruit backup.
Warnings: As always in the tower, there's a chance of things going Terribly Wrong.
(dorms)-->
Her mission statement: gather supplies (aka, lots of and lots of markers, in as many colors as possible) to support a truly momentous endeavor into fine art (aka, to scribble all over drones with). The time limit was roughly a 'few days' - she was sure mission control (aka the ponytail-toting Lancer) would update her as the mysterious deadline drew closer. The drop off point was Floor 25 (or maybe 86? All he did say was 'meadow' -) and Sayaka was absolutely confident she could fulfill the parameters with 100% success. Well, she was absolutely certain until she realized there was only so much markers one can fit into their pockets and old schoolbag. Obviously, she was going to need an additional accomplice or few.
That's why she was now taking a long, purpose-filled walk through the residence halls, reading every plaque of names she passed and internally weighing whether the occupants would make a good and willing gopher - erh, partner. In her pocket's a scribbled list of what she knows of the tower's floors, with circles around the ones that might make good prospecting places for vital equipment. Her entire demeanor is deceptively intense and grave.
...she stops on a dime, five steps past reading the name when it strikes her that hey, maybe she can ask that person...?
(other floors)-->
She's dragged her crinkled list out once they've reached the elevator, and Sayaka "hmm's" thoughtfully at what she'd hastily circled earlier. At least two of those floors are nice and close together; but if risk-reward probabilities have taught her anything ever, there would have to be cooler colors stashed in the places that were more annoying to get to. "We got enough time to check everywhere once, for sure..."
dorms
"Mm? What's with all the markers? You taking up arts and crafts or something?"