oo1. I've got headaches and bad luck. [open!]

[perceivesjustice]

Characters: Apollo Justice and you!
Setting: Room 4-20, the two libraries, and the fourth floor.
Format: I'll be starting with action, but I'll match whatever's given.
Summary: Curious lawyers and horror towers don't mix well. Apollo's arrival accommodates an abundance of apprehensive attempts to accustom an attorney to the abundance of aspects Animus animates.
Warnings: None that I can think of!

room 4-20 [closed to roommates].
[Apollo wakes with a start. Or, at least he would if he could. It doesn't take very long for the panic to set in - being of sound mind and body most of the time, the sleep paralysis is unusual, and it definitely doesn't help that he has no idea where he is. When the thirty seconds are up, he manages to stay in bed rather than roll out of it as quickly as he can. He takes his letter with shaking hands and tries to absorb the information all in one go. It doesn't work, of course, and he ends up sitting in bed, rereading the letters several times.

Once he puts down the papers, he goes to his trunk and stares at its contents. The tremble is still present, his eyes are unfocused, and he's trying his damnedest not to panic.]

floor 19 library.
[After tripping over several stair cases and almost forgetting about the existence of the elevator altogether, Apollo manages to find himself in the library. The relief that washes over him is evident in the color in his face - he looks livelier now, though you might be able to blame the flush on his running around. He pores over as many books as he possibly can, and his frustration over the lack of information about the tower slowly grows. If you were to speak to him, he might just break out an example of his Chords of Steel.]

floor 3 library.
[As he goes through the books on this floor, he seems to be taking his time. He has several stacks of books next to him as he sits alone at a table. It's always best to gather as much information on a subject before tackling it, Apollo believes in this firmly. Though by now, his shoulders are tense and each flick of the page seems to be wrought with irritation.]

floor 4 lounge.
[Having done as much research as he could manage, Apollo has decided that trying to get his mind in order is his best choice of action. He's curled up on a chair near the corner of the room, staring out the glass walls. That tension is still about him, clear in his tight shoulders and defensive posture - his knees are drawn to his chest and his arms are wrapped around them - but he seems to be calm and collected.]

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room 4-20

[the_other_path]

Mamoru woke up quickly, as always. Not being able to move once he woke up was new, though, and the sense of someone else in the room with him only made it worse. The other person's panic pressing against his own emotions was just the icing on a horrible cake.

By the time he could move, all he could manage was to sit up with a gasp. Everything else could come later, once he had himself back under control. His eyes darted around the room, but nothing looked familiar.

[perceivesjustice]

The sound of another person in the room doesn't help his nerves at all. He's in the middle of getting dressed when he hears the gasp pierce the air.

With wide eyes, Apollo scans the room as quickly as he can. When his eyes land on Mamoru, he opens his mouth to speak, but it takes a while before words actually come out.

"Wh-- Who are you?"

[the_other_path]

Awake two minutes and already a headache. He pressed a hand to his head, eyes finally focusing on the other man in the room. "Who am I? Who are you? ...Where am I?"

At least the fear said whatever was going on, it wasn't Apollo's fault, but maybe he'd still know enough to enlighten the rest of the class.

lounge!!

[mayatama]

[ Maya knows that new people usually arrive at this time. But when she sees Apollo looking pretty tense, yet calm, she decides to walk towards him and attempt to surprise him. ]

Hi!

[perceivesjustice]

[A loud yelp rips out of his throat. Way to exercise the Chords of Steel there, Apollo. With a wince, he turns to face his visitor.]

H-Hi there. Sorry about that, you scared the wits out of me.

[mayatama]

Then I guess my new tactic to scare off monsters worked! Since I still don't have a Steel Samurai spear or something sharp...

[ Oh, wait. That's probably pretty rude. ]

Not that you're a monster or anything!

Floor 3 library | ... the alliteration in that warning, why aren't you playing Valant

[ocariness]

[ Hello, Apollo--there's a pretty short androgynous-looking person peeking over at what you're doing. They were using the Terminal, and in their hands is a... is that a tiny blue chicken? Yes, yes it is. To make matters even odder, they're wearing a positively outlandishly outdated outfit: green tunic and hat, sword and shield, bow and quiver, some odd mechanical thing around the belt on their waist, gauntlets on their gloves...

They're watching for a bit before they poke their head over to see what you're doing, since you scream of "fresh meat" to them, and Link is always a curious, helpful sort. ]

... The frustration is natural, they have removed any references to the Tower itself, but I might be able to help you a little more than a book... if... you would like?

[ The weensy blue rooster in Link's arms clucks quietly. Who are you, person? ]

if only i had the creativity to spare to do that all the time, haha

[perceivesjustice]

[He spares a few moments to stare, bemused. Even for Apollo's standards, Link looks quite strange - and that chicken definitely doesn't help.

His eyes slide down to the chicken as he realizes that there are words coming out of this person's mouth, oops.]

...Uh?

[Blinking, he quickly returns his gaze to Link's face.] A-Ah, I think-- That would be great, actually. I mean, if you don't mind.

hahaha same, I'd need a dictionary all the time

[ocariness]

[ Cojiro is going to be giving you a look, Apollo. Haven't you ever heard of pocket cuccos? Sheesh! But Link just smiles warmly, in no way bothered. ]

Well... this is the Tower. But I suppose that is obvious. Um... what kind of questions do you want to know most? I guess we could start there, if you would like? If I am able to answer, I will do my best to help.

[ Link's a naturally quiet sort, recent issues compounding it not withstanding, but if it means helping someone, they've got no problem talking. Plus, Navi isn't here to do that for them. ]

Floor 19

[tohko_amano]

[Tohko, as usual, was organizing books, cleaning up books, and attending to her job. Of course, her retrieval unit stalker was following her, but she was slowly starting to get used to him..even if she didn't like him following her around and invading her privacy.

However, when she saw a boy looking through a book, she wandered up to him, her stalker not too far behind.]

Good morning! Need help finding anything?

[perceivesjustice]

[He jumps, turning wide eyes to his visitor. After he realizes that she has no ill intent, he calms down a bit.]

G-Good morning. ...It's morning?

But, uh. I guess if you know if there's any information at all about the tower here, that'd be nice to know.

[tohko_amano]

[At that, Tohko sighed and scratched her head.]

Maybe not, but to some people, it might be. It's just a simple habit of mine. Don't worry about it. However..there aren't really any books that tell you about this Tower. The Administrators pulled all those books off the shelves, and no one has been able to find them yet. If you really want a good record of what's been going on here, the network is another place to look, but it does take awhile to slog though everything.

However, if you want, I would be more than happy to tell you everything I know about the Tower.

Hello roomie

[crouching_sin]

[Naoya's quiet as he watches the man - more of a boy, really - take stock of his surroundings. He takes a deep breath, before responding.]

As far as anyone here can tell, the letter's correct. If you want food, it's on the first floor. You can take the elevator if you want. Eat the oatmeal first, you won't be able to eat anything else until you do. And you might want to watch out for the monsters.

\o/

[perceivesjustice]

[Apollo jumps out of his skin at the sound of another's voice. He whips his head around and nearly gives himself whiplash.]

Wh-wh-what?

[He's not really ready to take information properly right now. With a frown, he shakes his head as if to clear it.]

O-Okay, elevator, oatmeal, and... monsters. G-Got it. Thanks.

Re: \o/

[crouching_sin]

I thought you'd like the quick facts first. But you can go ahead and ask me other questions, if you'd like. I've been here for quite a while.

[He leans back a little bit against his pillow.]

Floor 3 Library action.

[frilliance]

[While Apollo is sitting at the table, reading all those books and desperately trying to look for any relevant information about the tower, he will hear a nearby voice.]

Pardon me, but judging by all those books you have stacked on the table, I cannot help but come to the conclusion that you have just arrived in this miserable place?

[And if Apollo turns his head, he will see a certain famous prosecuting attorney standing at the other end of the table, stern expression and all. The guy's left arm is in a sling, thanks to him being attacked in last month's event. He is also holding a piece of paper in his right hand, which looks like it contains a map of the residential area and a list of some floors.]

[perceivesjustice]

[His jump is a lot smaller than his initial ones, but he's still not expecting any sort of voice to interrupt his thoughts. He sighs.]

Yeah, I just got here. It took some searching, but finding the libra--

[Apollo chooses this moment to look up, his words dying in his throat once he lays eyes on the famous prosecutor.]

--ry... S-S-Sir! [He sits up straighter.] Are you-- Pardon my question, please, but-- are you Mr. Miles Edgeworth?

Floor 3

[savedbyasong]

[Shion was working in the library as usual, a huge stack of books in his arms. His eyes are a little shadowed, he hasn't been sleeping great recently, but at least the work keeps his mind off things.

He saw the man with the pile of books and paused, skimming the titles to see if there was anything in the pile Shion had that could be useful to him.]

[perceivesjustice]

[Apollo's nose was buried pretty deeply into the book he was reading, but his nerves were highly strung as it was - the presence of another person began to slowly draw his attention away from his reading.

He looked up.] Um, hi?

Floor 19

[knightime]

[Dave wasn't one to visit the library often. At least not until recently. Reading was a relatively good way to pass time, which there was a lot of here at moments. He has a book under his arm, but he stops.]

You looking for something? [You okay bro?]

[perceivesjustice]

[His shoulders twitch when he hears another person address him, but he finishes his last line before looking up.]

Uhh-- Well, nothing awfully specific. Information about this whole... situation, I guess.

Floor 4

[warriorscribe]

*A lot of the time, someone sitting and looking so forlorn wanted to be left alone. A lot of the time, they needed to talk. As the years had worn on into decades into centuries, Enoch's tendency to act began to drift towards the former. But then Meridian had given him a place full of immortals, and then Animus had created just the sort of situation that tended to force him back to his natural tendency for the latter. Enoch sat down on a nearby chair.*

...You look like you need to speak to someone.

[perceivesjustice]

[Apollo's shoulders twitched, but he made no move to unravel himself. With cautious hesitation, he turned to look at his visitor.]

...Do I look that bad?

Floor 3

[grancenturio]

Would you object if I sat here?

[Nessiah has a similar stack of books, though notably, his eyes are covered and it doesn't look like any are in Braille. Still, it looks like he has every intent to read them.]

[perceivesjustice]

N-No, of course not. Go for it.

[Sends him a sideways glance.]