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towerofanimus2013-06-14 10:21 pm
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Conversations and unfinished buisness [closed]
Characters: Nesir and Hidetoshi then Nesir and Sephiroth
Setting: Library and then Unpowered forest- 14th June lunch time then late afternoon
Format: Prose to start can switch
Summary: Nesir and Hidetoshi have a conversation that really doesn't go very well and then she and Sephiroth fight to the death
Warnings: The first prompt will contain ethical conversations, dubious morals and fall outs. The second will be violent, angry and result in death.
[For Hidetoshi] Nesir was exhausted but she had coped on less sleep before. Her nights had been filled with fighting, monsters which could control them with one bite. Monsters which were apparently some of those in the tower.
Another way they controlled them. She chuckled darkly as she turned a page in her book. She didn't even know why she was in the library, it wasn't like there was going to be any answers, there were never any answers and Nesir was getting sick of being powerless.
She was wearing her white tower given suit and the cloak Chidori had made her, which she drew around her as she threw the book heavily across the room. She didn't even care if Tohko came and shouted at her, she had her daggers, the interfering librarian would regret it.
[For Sephiroth] Well after that lovely and enlightening conversation Nesir was ready to destroy everything. To scream and kill and make things bleed.
She wasn't really feeling up to losing the remainder of her allies and so instead she tracked down Sephiroth, not after stealing the tree she had made for him back and attaching a small long haired figure she had made to it, by the neck.
She then tracked Sephiroth down and practically threw it at him. "Floor 32, you do be having until sunset, you will be being there."
She waited in the forest, knives ready, eyes blazing. Past any level of calming. He would pay for what he had done, what he had made her do, ruining her mission and making her fail.
Setting: Library and then Unpowered forest- 14th June lunch time then late afternoon
Format: Prose to start can switch
Summary: Nesir and Hidetoshi have a conversation that really doesn't go very well and then she and Sephiroth fight to the death
Warnings: The first prompt will contain ethical conversations, dubious morals and fall outs. The second will be violent, angry and result in death.
[For Hidetoshi] Nesir was exhausted but she had coped on less sleep before. Her nights had been filled with fighting, monsters which could control them with one bite. Monsters which were apparently some of those in the tower.
Another way they controlled them. She chuckled darkly as she turned a page in her book. She didn't even know why she was in the library, it wasn't like there was going to be any answers, there were never any answers and Nesir was getting sick of being powerless.
She was wearing her white tower given suit and the cloak Chidori had made her, which she drew around her as she threw the book heavily across the room. She didn't even care if Tohko came and shouted at her, she had her daggers, the interfering librarian would regret it.
[For Sephiroth] Well after that lovely and enlightening conversation Nesir was ready to destroy everything. To scream and kill and make things bleed.
She wasn't really feeling up to losing the remainder of her allies and so instead she tracked down Sephiroth, not after stealing the tree she had made for him back and attaching a small long haired figure she had made to it, by the neck.
She then tracked Sephiroth down and practically threw it at him. "Floor 32, you do be having until sunset, you will be being there."
She waited in the forest, knives ready, eyes blazing. Past any level of calming. He would pay for what he had done, what he had made her do, ruining her mission and making her fail.
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Unfortunately for Hidetoshi he was just in the wrong place at the wrong time and Nesir was taking out her frustrations on him.
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Hidetoshi wasn't much of a doormat. Besides, he knew full well the limitations of being a soft, urban teenager with no training skills and what would happen if he went up against one of those rabid monsters.
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She was glad he wasn't a doormat, she wanted a fight not something who would just quietly leave her alone.
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Well, push a few buttons and it's a fight she'll probably get.
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"Or you do be being a coward, either way you do be useless."
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"Are you calling me a coward for not having any wish to kill another?" He returned that glare, trying to keep his temper. He sighs. "I am already aware I would be a hindrance in this sort of battle, thank you very much."
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His mouth twisted. "Besides, I know none of us can escape that choice. It's rather obvious."
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Hidetoshi folded his arms across his chest. "Nesir-san, you may believe that but the residents of the Tower aren't united under the same banner... Except in their collective displeasure or loathing of the situation."
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She looked up glaring at him, "As our current situation do be proving."
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"Are you attempting to insult me merely for stating a belief that you don't agree with? How mature of you."
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She glared at him, "And your beliefs do be being stupid and unrealistic, that do be being why I do be insulting them."
She is the most mature, but at the moment she doesn't care. "Useless things do be being thrown away, so either you do be start being useful or no be crying when you do be being left to be being no more than a puppet here."
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"It's unrealistic and stupid to not want to kill people? Good grief, some of us feel otherwise, as you know," He scowled. "Inexperience doesn't equal uselessness. A few mouths of training isn't enough to take on a rabid, super powered monster. I am not useless, and don't you imply that I am."
What stunning displays of maturity from both of these morons.
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"I do be getting that some people do no be liking killing. But this do be for your survivall. You can be getting better at fighting. But you can only be getting better. Even a light addled idiot like you should be understanding that." Her words are snapped and a lite loyder than they should be.
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"I'm not going to be fighting monsters that will kill me the moment I try, much less kill them if they're people brainwashed into doing this," Hidetoshi shook his head, still scowling at her. Killing? That wouldn't make him better. "That wouldn't improve my combat skills or allow me to gain experience. I'm learning what is necessary to survive, but this isn't one of those things."
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It's not fair and Hidetoshi hates it.
Less forcibly; "There are going to be whose who care, and will be as vocal about that as the majority if the majority choses not to care. That wouldn't send a unified message."
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She scowled, "If there did be chaos then there would no be anything for them to crush, no order for them to be disturbing. It do only because we do be clinging onto such stupid ideals that we do be being hurt by them."
So obviously the solution to being forced to kill your peers is to preemptively kill them...
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"... Excuse me, what?"
Just. What.
He frowns. That didn't make any logical sense at all.
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She shrugged.
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"It's an ill-thought out option. If a couple of your fingers were broken or dislocated, Nesir-san, would the correct course of action be to promptly cut off your hand?" It's a morbid anthology but it's the one of the first ones that come to mind after months in the Tower.
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"You did never be asking about this. Most people do be assuming I did be losing them in some knife fight, or because I did be being stupid and annoying the wrong person."
She shook her head, "I did be getting snow sickness, my fingers did be going black and dying, if they had no been cutting them off then I could have been losing my hand, or my arm or my life. So yes I would be cutting off the weak parts of my body, because they can be affecting the rest."
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