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towerofanimus2013-05-12 06:56 am
etherealblast) wrote in towerofanimus2013-05-12 06:56 am
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Characters: Fayt Leingod and whoever runs across him.
Setting: Dormitory room 2-08 and various first block floors.
Format: Action. I’m also willing to follow along prose if you prefer that.
Summary: Fayt arrives in the tower.
Warnings: He's not exactly going to be very happy about this.
Room 2-08 and dormitory levels
[To be waking up in a strange room, in a strange place, wasn’t exactly the outcome Fayt had expected after everything that had happened recently. Not that he even knew what he expected to happen after they couldn't stop that program, but this didn't feel like it at all.
The first letter, when he opens it, is like a punch in the gut. The message was short and simple, almost horribly cheerful, for the information it contained. Fayt didn't want to believe it. There had to be another explanation, because he was sure the last thing he remembered hadn't been completely emptiness.
So of course, the first thing he does after reading through both letters is to change out of the awkwardly tight outfit he'd woken up in into something more familiar from the trunk at the foot of his bed and try to find someone who knows more than he does. He'll be wandering the halls of the dormitory, seeking out anyone he comes across for answers. Maybe he could find whoever was sharing that room with him... the other sections of the room did look occupied.]
Floor three library
[After spending some time on the dormitory level, Fayt takes to exploring the tower, taking the long elevator ride to the bottom. He’ll be lingering in the library on floor 3 the longest, hoping to find some more information. Fayt will be browsing determinedly through the shelves trying to find something on this place, but he’s failing, much to his frustration. Some of the books do seem interesting, though, and he can occasionally be found picking his way through the shelves, a pair of reading glasses perched on his face as he glances over random books.]
Cafeteria
[A while later he makes his way to the cafeteria to get a bite to eat, but he’s hesitant about the oatmeal. Why the insistence on eating that first? It seemed pretty odd, really. Fayt’s going to be deliberating on that for a bit before he decides what to do. Someone should probably stop him before he does something he’ll regret.]
Floor four
[He makes his way to floor four after that, and he takes in the view of the world outside the windows for a while, glancing out over the clouds and hoping to see something besides the obscured view. It was a roomy lounge, but he really would have preferred to see something of their surroundings. Was this really all that was out there?]
Floor five
[On floor five, Fayt wanders around a bit before finding the viewing stations. He spends some time eyeing them, wondering if he honestly wanted to know what sights they contained yet, let alone if he could trust them. He wasn’t sure what to believe, if the viewing stations were genuine or not, but he knew what he didn’t want to believe.]
Setting: Dormitory room 2-08 and various first block floors.
Format: Action. I’m also willing to follow along prose if you prefer that.
Summary: Fayt arrives in the tower.
Warnings: He's not exactly going to be very happy about this.
Room 2-08 and dormitory levels
[To be waking up in a strange room, in a strange place, wasn’t exactly the outcome Fayt had expected after everything that had happened recently. Not that he even knew what he expected to happen after they couldn't stop that program, but this didn't feel like it at all.
The first letter, when he opens it, is like a punch in the gut. The message was short and simple, almost horribly cheerful, for the information it contained. Fayt didn't want to believe it. There had to be another explanation, because he was sure the last thing he remembered hadn't been completely emptiness.
So of course, the first thing he does after reading through both letters is to change out of the awkwardly tight outfit he'd woken up in into something more familiar from the trunk at the foot of his bed and try to find someone who knows more than he does. He'll be wandering the halls of the dormitory, seeking out anyone he comes across for answers. Maybe he could find whoever was sharing that room with him... the other sections of the room did look occupied.]
Floor three library
[After spending some time on the dormitory level, Fayt takes to exploring the tower, taking the long elevator ride to the bottom. He’ll be lingering in the library on floor 3 the longest, hoping to find some more information. Fayt will be browsing determinedly through the shelves trying to find something on this place, but he’s failing, much to his frustration. Some of the books do seem interesting, though, and he can occasionally be found picking his way through the shelves, a pair of reading glasses perched on his face as he glances over random books.]
Cafeteria
[A while later he makes his way to the cafeteria to get a bite to eat, but he’s hesitant about the oatmeal. Why the insistence on eating that first? It seemed pretty odd, really. Fayt’s going to be deliberating on that for a bit before he decides what to do. Someone should probably stop him before he does something he’ll regret.]
Floor four
[He makes his way to floor four after that, and he takes in the view of the world outside the windows for a while, glancing out over the clouds and hoping to see something besides the obscured view. It was a roomy lounge, but he really would have preferred to see something of their surroundings. Was this really all that was out there?]
Floor five
[On floor five, Fayt wanders around a bit before finding the viewing stations. He spends some time eyeing them, wondering if he honestly wanted to know what sights they contained yet, let alone if he could trust them. He wasn’t sure what to believe, if the viewing stations were genuine or not, but he knew what he didn’t want to believe.]
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[He'd only been here for a few hours... so it was possible, right?
But he knew some of them would at least be doing the same things he's been doing.]
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There's still a chance that they are alive. Don't believe everything you hear here.
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