towerofanimus | [09] || [Deadlines] || [Open/Closed]

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Characters: Ganondorf and You. One open prompt, one closed.
Setting: The Viewing Stations (5th Floor; Open) and The Second Tower (75th Floor; Closed).
Format: Prose or Action, will follow.
Summary: For the closed prompt, Ganondorf gathers some of his Evil CR to discuss the situation at hand and plot their next move-- Which may end or not in yet another infiltration. In the open prompt, Ganondorf wastes time examining one of the few things that remained real even during the Glamour Failure. Who knows? That may be relevant.
Warning: Ganondorf. No but really, unless you really annoy him there should be no warnings.

• Viewing Stations - 5th Floor (Open)
Ganondorf was on the fifth floor, observing the viewing stations as if lost in thoughts. These stations had been amongst the only things in the entire tower that had remained real during the glamour failure. Quite strange... Why had they not been fake like everyone else? He could deduce that the images they showed were real as well, but still made little sense as to why everything was fake, except for these things.

No matter, he kept observing the stations under every angles. Feel free to bother him?

• Second Tower - 75th Floor (Closed to Sephiroth, Nesir, Veigar and Kiryu)
One way or another, Ganondorf had sent to four of his allies-- Namely Sephiroth, Nesir, Veigar and Kiryu a message indicating that he wanted to meet them at the entrance of the second tower, the one on the seventy-fifth floor. The message was probably not as pretty as the ones Zelda had sent for her ball, but they would do. However it was no secret that Ganondorf had used this tower as a base of operation ever since its appearance-- Hence he was not stupid enough to hold a gathering here. Not with the retrieval unit following him. The tower would only be a starting point, so to say.

Either way Ganondorf would be standing close to the tower's entrance, reading a book in hand and waiting for the four to come, if they would come. Probably they disliked gatherings as much as he did, but yet again they probably wanted to be done with this tower as much as he did as well.

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"I have many ideas, none of them that can be accomplished in such a short period of time unless we gather more information. But something in particular caught my interested, our fake bodies. Our weakness, the reason why our plans failed in the past comes from these bodies. They're made to allow the administrators to control us."

He paused. He had made mentions about the bodies before, but ever since the reveal it was obvious the problems was all about how these bodies amounted to nothing of value.

"However our real bodies are intact and safe on our dead homeworlds. I have seen it before. I have returned to my dead homeworld a few times, and there I was in my body-- A collarless body in a world without this glamour system."

He paused before continuing--

"Furthermore we know that Zo is the one to summon the monsters in the tower. It is proof that souls are not the only thing that can be summoned here: flesh and blood can be brought to this tower."

Which led to his idea:

"I believe we need to bring our real bodies into this tower. Not only would we then be able to survive the deadline, but our powers would be real as well. I believe it to be possible but for this, we need to find Zo."

Quite clearly Sephiroth wasn't the only one who had thought of this then. Knowing that his soul, and only his soul, is the real part of him contained in the Tower it's crucial that Sephiroth find a way to get for himself a body again. How else indeed were they to carry on if they did manage to get their souls free of their cages? As demonstrated on every occasion so far, these bodies are not capable to stand up to their captors.

As Ganondorf continued though, Sephiroth dropped his gaze to the floor. He was still listening, but while Ganondorf went on about his own body being back home Sephiroth fought to stop a scowl from creeping across his features. Eventually he broke the death-glare with the floor and looked around the floor again, to keep an eye out for monsters as well.

When Ganondorf finished he would only comment one thing.

"Makes sense, if it were that easy."

Which it's not. The other two gathered could input what they will. Sephiroth had seen first hand how a simple chocobo from his homeworld has been mutated in it's 'transition' to the the Tower; he'd certainly not like his own body twisted like that. That is, considering the fact he's not about to share; Ganondorf might have a body to go back to back home, Sephiroth certainly does not. The theory of what might happen if his soul did get sent home temporarily is a vast expanse of unknown he'd rather not jump into.

She raised her eyebrow as well. But it was a sound plan, if crazy and probably nigh impossible. Still Zo had brought monsters here, so maybe he could bring their bodies, and they could hope they weren't as distorted as the monsters were.

"I do no be thinking anyone did be claiming it would be easy." She snapped at Sephiroth before turning back to Ganondorf. "So we do be distracting the other administrators, and getting Zo on his own?"

Yes.... YESSSSSSS Why hadn't HE thought of that before?! Surely because most of his focus had been on destroying the Tower, he never thought what lied outside it, let alone their 'destroyed' worlds... Veigar's grin only grew wider as he listened and thought and plotted. Truly, his views on the situation were a bit different. He still believed that the source of one's power is from their being, their existence, their sould if you'd like to use such a trivial term. But gaining their bodies would be ridding themselves of this petty cage which more than likely nullified their true powers, just like they could do whenever they so wished.

"Considering my mastery over any and all magic, especially spacial and time, I could make our bodies' travel to this location less straining by deterrin' any change that could be uncurred from the hardships of traveling dimensions and time... I don't see how that would be hard at all."

He paused, "I believe getting Zo... and in turn, getting him to do what we require could be the annoying part of this plan."

"Indeed, none of this will be easy, yet this is the only lead we currently have. I have long-term plans, but they all are useless if our bodies fail us within the year."

The hostility between Nesir and Sephiroth is such-- He'll have to ask later what happened. For now Ganondorf looked at Veigar with interest. If with his true powers he could accomplish the same task than Zo, then the boy's cooperation would no longer be needed as soon as Veigar would have his own body.

"We would only need Zo to cooperate once. If your true powers could accomplish the task, the kid's cooperation would be obsolete quickly."

He nodded slowly before continuing.

"I am going to the administrators floors next month to find Zo. I know exactly where to find him and how to treat him. This time will not be a suicide mission. The past infiltration taught us exactly what we need to know: the location and timing needed for the infiltration." a short pause "I will also look to find what the others did exactly this month... I won't be able to accomplish all of this on my own, but this time I won't make the mistake to pick one such as Ryoji."

Because Ryoji truly had been a terrible, terrible mistake.

Sephiroth continued to ignore Nesir's tone. He offered nothing but a raised eyebrow for a moment, not directed at Nesir though, silently he was enjoying how irritated she was with him.

His attention didn't have to be directed at the floor for much longer though, indeed those green orbs raise suitably to Veigar as he describes his specific abilities. Spacial and time hm? So theoretically the little mage could reach into the past of his own homeworld and pull Sephiroth his original body to the Tower. Or even better than his original body - a smile crept across Sephiroth's features when he considered his other form; the one due to him that had been so unfairly destroyed before it's power could be totally realized. Though the smile was short-lived, before returning to it's expressionless state. What guarantee did he have of Veigar's 'power' other than his word? And more concerning, what would stop Veigar proceeding to destroy the Tower and all of them inside; if he could be the only soul here with it's true body?

Sephiroth dropped Masamune into nothingness and drew his arms up into a folded position, eyes flicked from Ganondorf to Veigar a lot as the plot was unveiled. He very nearly huffed in response to Ganondorf's comment about Ryoji but reigned that reaction in before it could even show. Sephiroth still really has no reason to trust either of them, though-

"It's the result of an already digested admin and few foolish-minded individuals. The details- are not for wasting time over, we don't have much of it now, after all."

That is all he will say on the matter, if they didn't take his word well that would be their waste of time.

"Though I will, of course, accompany you to find Zo. If the kid knows a way, we must get it out of him."

Nesir scowled at Ryoji's name, it had been a mistake of Ganondorf's yet the boy was an annoyance. Not that she was thinking about him at all. She glared daggers at Sephiroth again and concentrated on the task at hand. An infiltration, not a suicide mission, one with a more direct purpose.

She didn't quite take Veigar at his world, but figured he must have a decent amount of power to be so vocal.

"Yes only those who can be actually be being trusted should be going." If it was up to her that would rule Sephiroth out for one.

While Sephiroth's ill thoughs of his teammate weren't missplaced, Veigar had other plans in mind. Plans that didn't involve anything to do with this wretched place. Once all was said and done, and his allies had gotten what they sought, Veigar planned on leaving if he could.

Then again, plans do change as time goes by, events unfold and new revelations are thrown into the clockwork. For now, his allies had nothing to fear from the Yordle other than angering him and pushing the wrong buttons. It's never wise to piss someone who could destroy gods in the blink of an eye. (Granted only if they possessed power themselves.)

"You need only get me my true powers and I, the great and powerful Veigar, can do whatever I desire. And of course, considering our alliance, this would benefit our group greatly." With as much power as he had drained from this place added to his already immense power naturally, the level of things Veigar could do was unfathomable... The administrators fed him plenty oddly enough.

"I forsee hiccups, but," Veigar grinned dangerously. "I also see very little stopping us."

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