and I need someone to talk to apart from you

[animusnpcs]

Characters: Zo, open
Setting: floor 001
Format: brackets, party-style
Summary: Zo visits the residential levels of the Tower.
Warnings: none so far

[The elevator dings as its doors slide open--that's not an unusual occurrence, really, for a floor that not only houses one of the elevator stopping points but also the most reliable food sources. What's unusual, though, is the boy who steps out of it.

Zo enters the cafeteria, looking around as if he hasn't seen it in some time, which is true. He's followed by one retrieval unit. While she looks as blank as any retrieval unit, her collar is chipped and she wears glasses. In fact, she might be a bit familiar to some, though she will not respond (but there's something... Unusually alive about her, even so).

Though he's careful not to stray far from his bodyguard, he smiles at the floor in general.]

Um... Hi! Wow, it's been a while since I've been up here!

Comments

[animusnpcs]

Hi! [He waves.] How are you?

[greyerrant]

I endure. [ He says, his jaw set firmly, and asks the boy. ]

I don't think we've met. I am Cerberus. And you are...?

[animusnpcs]

I'm Zo. I'm the administrator in charge this month! [He smiles cheerfully.] I came to visit.

[greyerrant]

I... see. You don't seem like the others. For obvious reasons. [ His voice carries a faintly plaintive tone. ]

Would you describe yourself as human?

[animusnpcs]

I'm younger than the others. And yes, I'm human!

[greyerrant]

That is good to know. How did you come to be an administrator in this place?

[animusnpcs]

I was born here and I'm the only one who can bring people here.

[greyerrant]

So you are the reason I am here? Well, tell me this: Why was I brought here twice? Once at the behest of the hunt for Nyaralathotep, and now again.

[animusnpcs]

The first time wasn't us--he brought you here, and you were just visiting. The second time, the world you were in got destroyed, so you got brought here like the others did.

[greyerrant]

I see. Why not let us die with our worlds?