Glamour Failure

[animusmods]

Characters: any
Setting: all around the Tower
Format: any/party-style
Summary: A general mingle log for the reaction to the beginning of the Idealism event.
Warnings: PG-13; please include any more detailed warnings in your threads if necessary

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[no_longer_a_king]

The mention of the Pokemon is what finally makes Arturia look upset. They had been such adorable creatures, though she shouldn't be surprised. The Administrators had apparently not been lying when they said they could only save one being from every world.

"I suppose it is," she continues, glancing up and down the hall. Somehow, she isn't surprised Zelda had gotten John involved. There was no reason for secrecy now. The Administrators would know exactly what had gone on by now.

"The main issue is making sure no one does something stupid in their panic. We have no idea what the tower's capabilities are like this."

[ghostytrainer]

"Yeah...I think Zelda was worried about the same thing." She didn't say it in nearly as many words, but the implication was sort of obvious. He didn't exactly pick up on the fact that she was worried they would do something to HER but he could at least tell she was worried about what people might do in this state.

"Fortunately, I haven't seen anything stupid happen yet, but then again I have hardly been everywhere yet so...but I will do what I can if I happen to come across anything like that!"

[no_longer_a_king]

"You've seen her?" Arturia asked. It was hard to pick people out in this confusion and Arturia had been more focused on keeping people safe than seeking people out. Zelda she knew had a good enough head on her shoulders she could handle herself during this crisis.

"I trust you will, John," she continued to him doing what he could if he came across trouble, "In the short time I have known you, you've proven to have a good head on your shoulders."

....do we even need the "world is ending!" joke at this point?

[ghostytrainer]

"Mmm!!" He nods. "She was upstairs in the dorms next to the elevator. She's actually the first person I ran into since I was asleep in my room when this happened. She uh..." He lowers his voice a little, leaning in and forming a vague box-shape with his hands. "she has the box. And more importantly, it's not an illusion. The thing is real for whatever reason."

He straightens back up, resuming his normal volume and tone as he continues. Why he suddenly felt the need to whisper that as opposed to the other parts of their conversations, we'll never know. "But anyway, I don't know about a good head, but I have managed to keep it on my shoulders at least! And that's really what's important right now."