towerofanimus | Glamour Failure

[It was far too soon for him to want to talk about it. Her discretion is appreciated.]

Do something about which problem? Us being here?

...

Do you know anything about this? I only know the basics.

About us being here. And, hmm... I know a few things that might be relevant.

One of those is that there's apparently multiple towers, like this one. And that one of the admins here was researching ways to reverse what may have happened to our worlds, but he... isn't around anymore. But based on how someone in the tower got hold of something that broadcasted a wireless signal, which is meant to be impossible, I believe that it would be possible to find his research.

[She sighs quietly, rubbing the back of her neck.] I'm, um, a bit of an info collector, so I know some things... But if you really want to know more, your best bet would be to ask the leader of the resistance group, Zelda.

[The brief but incredibly detailed explanation that he got from Tohko on his first day suddenly had a little more context. He wondered if the strange disappearance had anything to do with the mention of the woman-- Ruana? --cannibalizing another one of the admins. There were too many details for him to absorb in a short span, and no written records that he could tuck away and peruse on the nights that he couldn't sleep.

There were many of those anymore.]

So people have already gotten that far in their work? It seems like I've got a lot more to learn in this place.

[Although he would follow that thread with Zelda on his own. Recent events proved that even his Hundred Power wasn't worth very much in the larger context of the Tower, but it was still something. But, he had his own problems to deal with, and he was sure that Zelda had the same.

[If he wants written records, April would be happy to do those, especially since she rarely sleeps much as well. Though her handwriting is... well, it's readable, at least, though just barely.]

Ehe, yep! I-if you want, I can try to fill you in a few more when things are... less hectic, t-though I only know basic details. But I'm not sure if people are going to be able to work on stuff much more this month, s-since I'm gonna guess by that howling that Ruana is really not happy...

[April glances down towards the floor and shifts uncomfortably.] ... S-she'll probably want to keep us busy this month.

[He would have preferred having more than just scraps of paper to keep his own records, but the conversations he's had thus far have had him wary of everything. At least the library and the lounges were safe, for the most part, but the conversation about carnivorous clothes was very worrisome.]

I'll appreciate anything you can offer when it gets less hectic. There's no reason to rush, especially now.

People have said that it'd be wise to stay alert this month, because of that woman.

[April nods a few times, moving to pick at the end of the tattered shaped film that was once her coat.]

All right. That'll give me some time to think over things to say too, I tend to, um... have a lot going on in my head at once.

And now that she seems mad, it will possibly be worse than usual. Best thing to do is to be ready for anything and be prepared to face some sort of violence whenever you leave the dorm area.

[His frame tensed at suggestion and he bristled in irritation at the very thought.]

Danger is something I can handle.

[At worst, he could run. Once he got his powers back (because there was no 'if'), he could even make sure that others can escape to safety. There wasn't much that he could do with his Hundred Power. Not until he learned more.]

Okay. But if you need assistance with things, I would be happy to help, such as stuff concerning weapons or extra fire-power.

[April had been making weapons before, but now she thinks she'll work a bit more on that. Her electrical powers are luckily able to do more than just shock monsters.]

[He glanced over at her, seeing an opportunity to continue a thread he had started to follow earlier, to little progress.]

What kinds of weapons or firepower are you talking about here?

[April glances back at him, before humming to herself in thought.] Ah, I can make weapons out of metal, so things like swords and metal staffs, but as long as it's metal and I have an idea of how to shape it and so on, I can make it. Firepower-wise would be something like a basic taser, since I can help channel electricity into it initially and then help charge it up when it runs out.

I see. [He huffed, thinking over things himself.] I was told on my first day here that I should consider taking up a weapon. It's valuable advice, after the confusion a week or so ago, but I have no idea which one to pursue.

Hmm... It would depend on your fighting preference, really. Like, if you prefer fighting long range, I could make a lance, or if you prefer fighting up close, I could make something like a machete or gauntlets.

A machete?

[Please.]

I prefer take my time, but move quickly when its time to strike. My power works best in close range, but it can have other uses. Something lightweight but easy to move with would be the best. Gauntlets would be my partner's style, really.

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H-hey, I think it's useful. But my fighting style isn't the most... erm, orthodox.

[She's pretty much a very messy fighter.]

Let's see... How does something like a short sword sound?

[It sounds tasteless and you should feel tasteless. :|]

I've considered that recently. Mister Fabre thinks that something similar could work too, and Miss Grants has suggested knives...but I'm not fond of getting my hands dirty.

[He led any fight with a kick, after all.]

There's a lot to consider.

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[Hey, you try being tasteful when you're from a post-apocalyptic wasteland. She works with what she's got, plus being physically handicapped means she finds dirty fighting works best for her.]

Yeah, that's true... Maybe a lightweight pole arm would be better, then, or... What does your fighting style involve, exactly?

Speed and agility. I'll need to show you my powers sometime for you to get a better idea. They're effective at home, but they aren't here. The monsters are in an entirely different category...but I'm not going to be useless out there

[Speed and agility but not fond of getting his hands dirty... She makes a quiet 'aha' sound to herself, nodding a few times.]

Okay, I think I might have a faint idea of what to make, but it would be best for me to wait and see how your powers work first. Last thing I wanna do is make something that could break on you.

[He huffed in bitter amusement over the situation.]

With luck I won't have to show you, Miss April. But, I do appreciate the consider if it turns out that we have no choice. Something breaking...is a valid concern.

[There's a bit of a pause before she replies, since she isn't really used to being called 'Miss'. But she doesn't comment on it.]

Especially if it's mid-fight. Never a fun thing when it happens... B-but I guarantee that anything I may make for you will be as sturdy as possible.

[It was a force of habit that he had to learn later in life, by intellect and will alone. Barnaby wouldn't be able to have this conversation without the structure and cover it provided.]

Thank you, then. I'll be sure to come to you once I do figure out what to use.

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