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towerofanimus2013-05-13 05:44 pm
fusedstars) wrote in towerofanimus2013-05-13 05:44 pm
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Training to Destress
Characters: Hei and YOU
Setting: Floors 1, 27, 30, 77, 14, and
Format: Prose, but I'll match
Summary: Hei tries to ease his mind while training.
Warnings: violence, possibly nudity in spa, and will be updated if necessary.
Floor 1:
As always, Hei was at the cafeteria, cooking up some more meat. He made sure to gather a whole lot of materials for such a thing, mainly vegetables to add some flavor, and of course various meats he saved from killing some sharks and deer. The supply was eventually go bad, so he might as well have cooked it now. There were even plates laid out, no doubt for those new here. He made sure to put up a sign as well, letting everyone know they can eat it. However, there was a warning regarding the oatmeal to eat that first though, less they liked to throw up.
One can even his mogwai Mao aiding him, giving him the tools he needed.
Floor 27:
After telling Homura of this place, Hei had an idea. Materia was great for spell-casting, but he needed more weaponry, more ways to make sure he was ahead of the game. One can see him making small pellets, no bigger than a large gumdrop ball. These were meant to be smoke pellets at least, though he needed to make sure they worked. After all, chemistry wasn't his strongest suit, and it had been over a year since his memory could aid him. Being trapped in a facility filled with torture and then a tower as well did not aid him too much.
Floor 30:
Dark, filled with powerful creatures, and no one else was around...perfect. Right now, Hei needed to get in some exercise, and he was certainly getting it. Many creatures surrounded him, the strange shadow creatures, mixing Neoshadows and Darkballs. Hei was panting, two orbs glowing on his belt. The Materia were of great aid, but it was clear Hei needed to retreat.
He steps back, the tendrils of the Neoshadow zipping past and striking him. Yet he still stood, glaring at the creature. One can easily see an aura surround him, clearly magic at work. He puts his hand in the shadow, electricity building and released with a sudden burst. The shadow died in that instant, twitching violently before vanishing into black air.
His gaze fell upon the others, raising his knives. Another one down, and he just needed an opening. One of the Materia on the belt seemed to shine brighter as he was readying another spell, the ground below shaking too.
Floor 77:
Sometimes this was the best thing to do, and it was clear he needed some time away from everything stressful, before he went insane again. One can find him in the unisex rooms, unknowingly wandering into it, and he didn't really care. A good chance to earn more information at any rate. He was clad only in a towel, laying against the wall as the heat engulfed him. Certainly a good place to ease some stresses of life at least, even if temporary.
"Should have done this a long time ago..."
Floor 14:
Taking more breaks than he was used to was harder than he thought, but necessary. With so much things getting done, he had hardly allowed himself any time dedicated to this. With Mao next to him, he had been watching a variety of animated movies, mainly of the superhero called Superman. At the facility, there was a clone of him, and he wanted to know more. Movies seemed the most logical route. Hei though leans forward as he watches the movies, particularly vs The Elite, interested.
"Certainly one way to solve a problem," he spoke. "Too bad killing is sometimes the only option."
Setting: Floors 1, 27, 30, 77, 14, and
Format: Prose, but I'll match
Summary: Hei tries to ease his mind while training.
Warnings: violence, possibly nudity in spa, and will be updated if necessary.
Floor 1:
As always, Hei was at the cafeteria, cooking up some more meat. He made sure to gather a whole lot of materials for such a thing, mainly vegetables to add some flavor, and of course various meats he saved from killing some sharks and deer. The supply was eventually go bad, so he might as well have cooked it now. There were even plates laid out, no doubt for those new here. He made sure to put up a sign as well, letting everyone know they can eat it. However, there was a warning regarding the oatmeal to eat that first though, less they liked to throw up.
One can even his mogwai Mao aiding him, giving him the tools he needed.
Floor 27:
After telling Homura of this place, Hei had an idea. Materia was great for spell-casting, but he needed more weaponry, more ways to make sure he was ahead of the game. One can see him making small pellets, no bigger than a large gumdrop ball. These were meant to be smoke pellets at least, though he needed to make sure they worked. After all, chemistry wasn't his strongest suit, and it had been over a year since his memory could aid him. Being trapped in a facility filled with torture and then a tower as well did not aid him too much.
Floor 30:
Dark, filled with powerful creatures, and no one else was around...perfect. Right now, Hei needed to get in some exercise, and he was certainly getting it. Many creatures surrounded him, the strange shadow creatures, mixing Neoshadows and Darkballs. Hei was panting, two orbs glowing on his belt. The Materia were of great aid, but it was clear Hei needed to retreat.
He steps back, the tendrils of the Neoshadow zipping past and striking him. Yet he still stood, glaring at the creature. One can easily see an aura surround him, clearly magic at work. He puts his hand in the shadow, electricity building and released with a sudden burst. The shadow died in that instant, twitching violently before vanishing into black air.
His gaze fell upon the others, raising his knives. Another one down, and he just needed an opening. One of the Materia on the belt seemed to shine brighter as he was readying another spell, the ground below shaking too.
Floor 77:
Sometimes this was the best thing to do, and it was clear he needed some time away from everything stressful, before he went insane again. One can find him in the unisex rooms, unknowingly wandering into it, and he didn't really care. A good chance to earn more information at any rate. He was clad only in a towel, laying against the wall as the heat engulfed him. Certainly a good place to ease some stresses of life at least, even if temporary.
"Should have done this a long time ago..."
Floor 14:
Taking more breaks than he was used to was harder than he thought, but necessary. With so much things getting done, he had hardly allowed himself any time dedicated to this. With Mao next to him, he had been watching a variety of animated movies, mainly of the superhero called Superman. At the facility, there was a clone of him, and he wanted to know more. Movies seemed the most logical route. Hei though leans forward as he watches the movies, particularly vs The Elite, interested.
"Certainly one way to solve a problem," he spoke. "Too bad killing is sometimes the only option."
Floor 1
Good afternoon.
[ He looked familiar, this man. ]
Re: Floor 1
[Hei had not turned his head, still focusing on adding some more seasoning. Mao the mogwai on the other turned to Hidetoshi and waved its little arms.]
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Is he yours?
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He is.
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May I ask what his name is?
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[A pause.]
How is your arm faring?
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My arm?
[He withdraws his hand from the little creature and rests it on said arm for a moment.]
Fully recovered, thankfully. A friend's acquaintance offered to heal it for me after that entire mess was over with. [Survival in the everyday Tower was difficult enough without the handicap of an injury like that.]
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[Any disadvantage one could have in this tower was very dangerous after all.]
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It was kind of him.
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An archangel named Raphael.
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[Hei thought he might have gotten used to this kind of thing. Angels and things like that were still things a bit over his head.]
Sometimes I forget who this tower imprisons at times.
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[Hidetoshi admitted with a slight shrug. His upbringing hadn't been religious, but meeting an actual angel in the flesh had been enough to taken him off guard. The Tower was full of weirdos.]
Indeed. It can't be called discriminate in whom it kidnaps.
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[ ... Reminds him of how terrible he was at that before the last school year. ]
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So far though, it's mostly been bending.
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I wonder if they see it as a warped sort of game to do that to us.
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