towerofanimus | Log 022 | Monster Hunting

Characters: Sephiroth, Any Monsters & Anyone Else
Setting: Floors 41 -43 - 45 as in below & Sub-threads - throughout the Monster ~~game~~ event (15th-26th June)
Format: Usual long-Prose, Action prompts as Sub-threads. Can switch.
Summary: Somewhat catch-all: The ~~ULTIMATE~~ Jail-cell Tactic & Sub-threads as described. [Open at any point to All] *OOC Note: This may turn into a 'running-log', depending on how the event progresses. I'll add more sub-threads/update the date range/warnings later. Sephiroth may not even keep this tactic up all event but this is the plan at least to start with.*
Warnings: Monsters-related fights/gore/injury/death. Sephiroth-related general warning.

Well clearly then, he's been playing the game wrong.

Though he's fairly sure that the first monster hadn't gotten back up after being decapitated Sephiroth hadn't hung around to check. Fact remains, it was becoming more and more dangerous every night after dark and more monsters had to be coming from somewhere. He'd started out so keen to hunt them all down personally if that's what it took to end this silly game.

Then there had been Ruana, taunting them all from the safety of the network. Though at least that had been a relatively good use of his time. He'd have to start putting monsters to people before this would get any more out of hand; not just for his own personal safety around the Tower anymore though. No, just to prove that he could do it. He could win. This game called strongly to a part of him that he'd spent a lot of effort keeping in check and only indulging in when it suited, that part that liked to kill. There was a certain jubilation in asserting enough control over another being to have the power to end it's life.

Each victory. Even against the usual fare of monsters in the Tower, reminded Sephiroth that despite the limited containment within the Tower, his skills weren't suffering as a result. He's still as sharp as the first day that he came here, perhaps more-so on account of what he- or rather, his soul- has ~~learned~~ experienced here.

There was a tactic that begged to be tried, but it could only work under the right set of delicate circumstances.

Step One, find a monster.
Step Two, capture/lure, or otherwise incapacitate/kill said monster and drag it to the 43rd Floor
Step three, throw it in a cell until morning
Rinse and repeat.

Then he'd deal with whomever turned out to be a monster, after they turned back.

Simple right? Not really. There was the question of how many floors around the jailcell floor he could afford to monitor whilst at the same time making sure (provided he caught one) that nothing somehow came out of somewhere to release the monster. Dealing with one at a time was bad enough, and sitting all night guarding one jail cell for one monster per night wouldn't be enough. Other monsters could be making more even as he ensured one wouldn't. On the other hand, Sephiroth knew he'd have big problems dealing with more than one of those at a time if they did get loose again before day. He might be an expert, appreciating of the challenge as well but he figured it'd take them all of a few seconds to rip him to pieces.

What a way to go. Though if this proves fruitful...

Sephiroth had settled for patrolling the stairwells between Floor 41 and Floor 45 to see how well this plan could be worked. Two up from the Jails, two down. Seemed logical. Floor 41 is an elevator-serving floor, this would be where the monsters could get under his radar. He wouldn't even have to step onto the floor much to launch a fireball at a mask if he saw one dancing inside the swarming, crushing mass of insects - just to attract attention before darting up the stairs. Floor 42 could be looked in on but he'd best be careful if one managed to chase him in there, he's not too sure about the extent these monsters disable powers but his telekinetic flight would be crucial there. He'd avoid leaving the stairwell on this Floor where possible. Up to Floor 44 and 45 would be patrolled as well just in case any one of them would come down behind him.

15th - 21st June Prompts:
A Bathroom Infirmary Cafeteria Dormitory Level 3 - Dorm 03-02

June 20th: 3rd Floor Library

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[For a while, Sephiroth will return to a monster, who snarls when he approaches and tries to break through the door to get at him.

Then, after a couple hours, there won't be a monster in the cell anymore, but a confused teenager with no recollection of ever coming near this floor, let alone ending up in a cell. Coincidentally, his hair matches the monster's mask.]

What the...? When did I get in here?

[At least there were no more monsters to fight tonight. With his mangled left arm throbbing painfully Sephiroth was already forcing his own regeneration not to rush into repair mode too far. He might need the energy later, besides, it had to be morning soon.

The next time he passes the cell, he'll stop to observe the red-headed teenager but will remain silent. The calm before the storm, his face expressionless as he lingers fingers of his good hand on the release button; as if considering if he even would fill in some of the blanks for the guy.]

[Luke doesn't know the other guy's intentions, but Sephiroth is outside the cell and he's inside, so of course he's going to ask for help. Sorta.]

Hey, are you the one who stuck me in here?

[Depending on how easily Sephiroth volunteers information, his next question will probably be 'why?']

That's right.

[Sephiroth is curiously looking over Luke, as if he might be able to figure out what might make this one susceptible to turning where he is not. Apart from the obvious of course, Luke seems human enough and they are a weaker species.

Maybe this time, Sephiroth's will has managed to overcome the admins control in light of the fact that he knows the truth of his existence now and his spirit naturally would retaliate. This inkling would have to be tested later, as if true he would be a fool not to take the advantage. For now, well, Sephiroth doesn't bother to hide the smirk that creeps across his face as he backs up from the cell. Monster or not, he's going to enjoy this.

If Luke's going to try and make him pause, he'd better have a good question quickly. Masamune is already held fast in both hands, though leading with his right on account of his mauled left forearm. A thought at the release button might be enough to open the cell and then it'd be over as quickly as Sephiroth could deliver a deathblow.]

[He's a little creeped out at the staring and the scrutiny, stepping back from the cell door a couple paces.]

Why? And quit staring at me like that, it's creepy.

[Dammit tower. One minute he's trying to sleep in one of the lounges, and the next he's in a jail cell talking to a guy who may or may not be planning to stab him to death.]

You'll figure it out.

[His tone definitely will allow Luke to tell what his intention is if it wasn't already clear. Sephiroth stretches out with his mind to press the release button and just gets close enough to be able to reach with his sword.

If nothing else it'll be over quickly. He's an expert in knowing exactly where to slice and stab for a quick end. Namely a small nick in exactly the right position just on the side of the neck, and then a clean skewer into the chest.]

[That...doesn't make him feel much better. Dying is still dying, and the last time was quick too, but still extremely painful.

It's probably not a good idea to go get closer to Sephiroth again, but he does. Makes the yelling more effective.]

Tell me or let me out!

[As soon as Luke goes to step closer, Masamune is mercilessly swung at him in a long arch from the floor to the ceiling. There is no way he's letting Luke closer and if that means a messier-than-intended death then so be it.

Sephiroth is explaining nothing to the boy.]

[Nope nope nope. Strategic retreat go, further back into the cell. Even if it's a bad idea...so there are no really good ideas at the moment, or at least none that he can think of off the top of his head.

He's just going to start staying in his dorm if he keeps encountering the crazies every time he steps out of it.]

...S-seriously?

[Hm. At least the boy was smart enough to back off. Not that it was going to do him any favors, there is only one way out of this cell for him. Though he does offer a last comment towards the boy.]

Oh yes, very seriously.

[Before proceeding to launch a first stab with Masamune at his victim.]

[He backsteps to avoid the stab, moving one hand to where his sword normally sits--it's still there, and it probably would've been useful to remember that a few minutes ago.

Sephiroth'll likely get his best chance at a killing stab once Luke manages to back himself up against a cell wall soon enough.]

[He's not phased at all by the youth's grab for his own sword. Sephiroth is an expert in killing.

True to his intent Sephiroth will not stop coming, closing the range between himself and Luke until he will have to be backed up against the wall. Taking stabs at the boy, of which any one would be fatal.]

Log 022 | Monster Hunting

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