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towerofanimus2013-05-29 03:04 pm
undefines) wrote in towerofanimus2013-05-29 03:04 pm
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Characters: Nue Houjuu and OPEN
Setting: The dormitory floors; the cafeteria; Floor 6 (forest)
Format: Action preferred
Summary: Nue wakes up in the Tower, is annoyed by mysterious sounds, and doesn't care for the cafeteria food.
Warnings: Some goriness in the last prompt.
Notes: You might want to check this out before tagging in!
I. Dormitories
[Nue has a lot of questions about her situation when she comes to. There are the obvious, like where this place is and how she has been brought here, and then there are the more esoteric, like the number of youkai and the number of humans here alongside her. However, as she explores her new surroundings, her thoughts begin to come back to one particular question more and more often.]
[What is that noise?]
[Her pointed ears twitch and lie back like an animal's—not that most people should be able to see that, given the way she has covered herself with one of the few seeds she has access to. (Another thing to wonder about.) She even growls a little. It's seriously irritating, and it doesn't sound like anything she has ever heard before. Her wandering through the dormitory hallways quickly turns from an attempt to get her bearings to a quest to locate the source of that whining. Occasionally, she'll stop and scratch at a wall, as if to dig inside.]
II. Cafeteria
[Sometime later, Nue can be found in the cafeteria. She doesn't look significantly more pleased by the situation here than she did by the one upstairs, but for what is at least in part a different reason. Specifically, she's miffed by the options she has for food.]
[Seriously. As if suffering through the oatmeal wasn't bad enough, her reward is this flowery crap? What kind of self-respecting youkai would be pleased with this garbage?]
III. Floor 6
[Being unable to fly makes taking down a prey animal somewhat more difficult than it would otherwise be, but Nue makes do nonetheless. The loss of her powers and the aggressiveness of what should have been a timid doe catch her by surprise—and she has the bloody shoulder to prove it now—but it isn't hard to entangle the animal's legs with one of her flexible, blade-like wings while the other five slit its throat and rend its flesh. It doesn't take her long to leave it jerking against the ground in its final movements.]
[She doesn't feel like carrying her prize all the way back to "civilization," so when she settles down to eat, it's in the dirt. The scythe-like limbs at her back cut into her meal's still-warm body, and the blue spears opposite of them pry it apart for her. Blood drips down her chin as she gobbles down the meat raw. Unashamedly, she eats like an animal, because there's no one around to tell her she should do otherwise. She doesn't mind it.]
Setting: The dormitory floors; the cafeteria; Floor 6 (forest)
Format: Action preferred
Summary: Nue wakes up in the Tower, is annoyed by mysterious sounds, and doesn't care for the cafeteria food.
Warnings: Some goriness in the last prompt.
Notes: You might want to check this out before tagging in!
I. Dormitories
[Nue has a lot of questions about her situation when she comes to. There are the obvious, like where this place is and how she has been brought here, and then there are the more esoteric, like the number of youkai and the number of humans here alongside her. However, as she explores her new surroundings, her thoughts begin to come back to one particular question more and more often.]
[What is that noise?]
[Her pointed ears twitch and lie back like an animal's—not that most people should be able to see that, given the way she has covered herself with one of the few seeds she has access to. (Another thing to wonder about.) She even growls a little. It's seriously irritating, and it doesn't sound like anything she has ever heard before. Her wandering through the dormitory hallways quickly turns from an attempt to get her bearings to a quest to locate the source of that whining. Occasionally, she'll stop and scratch at a wall, as if to dig inside.]
II. Cafeteria
[Sometime later, Nue can be found in the cafeteria. She doesn't look significantly more pleased by the situation here than she did by the one upstairs, but for what is at least in part a different reason. Specifically, she's miffed by the options she has for food.]
[Seriously. As if suffering through the oatmeal wasn't bad enough, her reward is this flowery crap? What kind of self-respecting youkai would be pleased with this garbage?]
III. Floor 6
[Being unable to fly makes taking down a prey animal somewhat more difficult than it would otherwise be, but Nue makes do nonetheless. The loss of her powers and the aggressiveness of what should have been a timid doe catch her by surprise—and she has the bloody shoulder to prove it now—but it isn't hard to entangle the animal's legs with one of her flexible, blade-like wings while the other five slit its throat and rend its flesh. It doesn't take her long to leave it jerking against the ground in its final movements.]
[She doesn't feel like carrying her prize all the way back to "civilization," so when she settles down to eat, it's in the dirt. The scythe-like limbs at her back cut into her meal's still-warm body, and the blue spears opposite of them pry it apart for her. Blood drips down her chin as she gobbles down the meat raw. Unashamedly, she eats like an animal, because there's no one around to tell her she should do otherwise. She doesn't mind it.]
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[Sorry, Patchouli, you brought it on yourself by mentioning etiquette.]
Sorry, but do I know you?
[In other words: Unless you have a good reason, not my problem.]
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The problem is potentially a rather deadly case of of mistaken identity for both you and the younger of the two vampires that inhabit the Mansion, seeing as you are both here in the Tower.
You both have unusual wings, you're both threats to humans, and - let me be frank here - I don't trust most of the humans here to be smart enough not to mix the two of you up.
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Look— You must have heard about what I look like back in Gensokyo, right? [She knows that there is, at the least, one article in a tengu newspaper circulating about her. It's not surprising that someone who presumably enjoys reading would have picked up the information from somewhere.] If you're worried about people mixing us up because of our wings, you're wasting your time. Unless someone is already familiar with it, they shouldn't be able to see this appearance at all.
[She pauses briefly, her head cocking slightly, and then she adds:]
Which means it's in your benefit to keep this to yourself, too.
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The black-white has a terrible habit of breaking into my library. Between her incessant need to run her mouth about her latest adventures and the crow tengu newspapers, I pieced together the information easily enough.
[And she drops her voice even lower.]
I don't have any intention to tell anyone who you are or what you actually look like. It's my primary interest to keep Flandre safe from anyone who decides to go hunting a vampire. Now that I know you're here, keeping your identity hidden from anyone who's too stupid to see that her crystal wings and your red and blue wings are entirely different is part of that.
But you should know that the Tower itself isn't like home. You might not always be able to depend on your own magic to disguise yourself. There are places here where magic doesn't work, and avoiding those is easy enough. What's not so easy is avoiding any times where they - and I'm convinced the person running this place is a youkai herself, though I don't have enough information to say what kind - decide to manipulate what you can and can't do.
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[That hum is a discontent sound, but of course, there's not really much that can be done about that situation now. At least she doesn't have to worry about that here
or so she thinks. This witch one seems agreeable enough, at least.]Well, if that's how it is, I'll do you a favor and keep my eyes peeled for people like that. If I catch wind of anyone looking to try something, I'll get word to you.
[Maybe she feels a little thankful for her agreement. It's not like she wants to see any youkai attacked by humans, anyway, so she doesn't mind offering to do that much.]
[She harrumphs, then, her ears lowering and her wings flicking irritably behind her. It seems that Patchouli's words have hit a sore point.]
Thanks for the concern, but I've already realized. [What with her ability to produce Seeds having been severely limited, not to mention the way her powers had failed while the deer was alive.] I'll be careful, anyway.
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[And now it's Patchouli's turn to look irritated; she really hates the cake analogy. It's too simplistic.]
- using an analogy that involves cake. But the timeline split, at some point. I'll let her handle the analogies, if she doesn't decide to make you angry first. She's good at that.
[As much as that analogy is a bee in Patchouli's hat, the irritation doesn't stay around for long.]
Thank you. I'm not going to ask you not to be yourself, of course. That's too much to ask anyone. Do what you need to do in order to survive. If it makes the youkai running this place angry? That's good. It'll make it easier for me to trace her. The sooner she's traced, the sooner we all get to go home.
If something happens, I'm working on expanding my magic repertoire to cover healing spells.
[Spellcard rules being what they were, no one had to, since nothing would kill anyone and most youkai would heal on their own eventually. Then Eirin's clinic had opened, and after that, it had been easier to leave it to her.]
I trust you'll be able to handle yourself, but if something happens and you ever need it, the offer is always open - my room's 3-11, or find our gatekeeper, the dragon youkai with the long red hair. Meiling will know where I am if I'm not there.
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Well, I guess we'll see. [She is curious now, so maybe she'll try to be patient. Whether or not she'll succeed...]
Wow. You're pretty generous. [She feels a little surprised, given how stuffy Patchouli seemed at first, but Nue thinks she might even be able to get along with her.] All right, then, I will. How's your healing magic now?
[You know, given the way she's bleeding out of her shoulder.]
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Let me take a look and give it a shot.
[Sound. That's the element here, she remembers, from what Tear said. Sound is the key, and so she manages to take a deep breath - that's the difficult part here, given her asthma - and sings a short melody, while keeping the focus on channeling the sound in the right direction.
Patchouli's asthma and the need to focus on sound in the way she's being taught mean she's not a perfect healer, but the bleeding's stopped once she's done.]
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Is that kind of magic popular nowadays?
[She doesn't sound ungrateful so much as bluntly curious.]
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[And it seems to have worked - thank goodness. Though she's going to have to get on the whole 'not being asthmatic' thing.]
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