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towerofanimus2013-07-17 11:12 pm
seekinganswers) wrote in towerofanimus2013-07-17 11:12 pm
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010 ♃ it's all a game of this or that, now versus then
Characters: Sheba and... wait for it... YOU! And also closed threads for Asch, Saturos, and Xion.
Setting: The music room and the restaurant for open prompts, and the library, the dorms, and floor 52 for closed prompts!
Format: Brackets because I am too tired to prose at the moment that I'm writing this. But I can switch if you want!
Summary: First, Sheba deals with some fallout regarding a castmate's arrival. Next, she gets distracted by music. Then, she gets hungry and goes on a quest for restaurant food.
Warnings: She's toned down her mind reading by a lot, but may try and peek at your character's thoughts if they say something that makes her curious. It's up to you if she succeeds in finding anything, though! Also, the last prompt may involve character injury or death. c:
[Library - backdated to just after this thread, closed to Asch.]
[This just feels really awkward.
She hasn't met Asch's eyes since he'd essentially chased Saturos away. For as much as she's found out about his past by reading his mind and sifting through his memories (and even that isn't much), she hasn't come anywhere near as close to sharing as much about her own past. Talking about Saturos had been the furthest thing from her mind, anyway - a small part of her had known that even people who had died on their worlds could appear here, but she'd never in a million years thought that she'd see the Proxian again.
She glances at Asch out of the corner of her eye and sighs as they make their way to a more secluded section of the library. She still has no idea what to say, aside from -]
Um... thank you, for before.
[Dorm floor 2 hallway near room 02-05 and 02-06 - backdated to in the evening after the above thread with Asch, closed to Saturos.]
[It's been a long day. Sheba would like nothing more than to fall into bed and sleep (though she knows it's not really a bed), and in fact she has every intention of doing just that as soon as she gets to her room.
But she has to pause as she approaches, because there's a familiar figure - too familiar, and not in the good way - standing at a door right near hers.
She sighs heavily when she realizes what it must be. Great. First they take away Felix and replace him with Saturos, and now his room is this close? She figures she must have really pissed someone off.
Her earlier reprieve had just been temporary, it seemed.]
...Saturos. Hello again.
[Floor 28 music room - not backdated, open.]
[There are more important things she could be doing with her time, and she's aware of that, but sometimes a girl just needs to relax. This is one of them.
It doesn't particularly bother her that the instruments are playing all on their own. She's sitting off a few feet from the staircase, near a harp, munching on some food brought up from the cafeteria for her lunch and watching the strings pluck themselves to try and get an idea of what strings make what sound. She'd never really learned to play an instrument on Weyard, but it was easy to see - or rather, hear - the appeal.]
I guess it's never a bad time to learn something new...
[The words are spoken mostly to herself, but are said out loud - loud enough for someone on the stairs to hear, certainly.]
[Floor 21 restaurant to start - not backdated, open to the first person to reply to it.
NOTE: There's a risk of death/injury in this prompt.]
[It's dinnertime and Sheba's mouth is watering. She knows - knows - that it's not safe to eat at the restaurant, but she can't help it. She's got her eye on some of the dishes they're not serving in the cafeteria, and she just can't get it out of her mind.
If someone else decides to eat with her, she decides, she'll find out what it is they want and they can go hunt down the cost of their meal together. Whether it's a friend or someone she's never really spoken to, she flags down the next person to pass onto the floor with a smile.]
Hey! Were you thinking about eating at the restaurant?
[Floor 52 - July 20, closed to Xion]
[Sheba would be kicking herself if the situation weren't dire. She and Xion are covered in blood, looking rather worse for the wear, and are now in the center of a floor that seems to be made of playing cards. They can't just run for the staircase - being dumped onto the floor by a Floormaster counted for putting up the blockade the same way that stepping onto the floor did.
(Note to self: Next time she and Xion hang out, they leave to catch the elevator before it gets dark, so a Floormaster can't grab them as they're waiting for it to arrive.)
She winces and gets to her feet, looking down at the pattern warily.]
How are we going to get out of this one...?
Setting: The music room and the restaurant for open prompts, and the library, the dorms, and floor 52 for closed prompts!
Format: Brackets because I am too tired to prose at the moment that I'm writing this. But I can switch if you want!
Summary: First, Sheba deals with some fallout regarding a castmate's arrival. Next, she gets distracted by music. Then, she gets hungry and goes on a quest for restaurant food.
Warnings: She's toned down her mind reading by a lot, but may try and peek at your character's thoughts if they say something that makes her curious. It's up to you if she succeeds in finding anything, though! Also, the last prompt may involve character injury or death. c:
[Library - backdated to just after this thread, closed to Asch.]
[This just feels really awkward.
She hasn't met Asch's eyes since he'd essentially chased Saturos away. For as much as she's found out about his past by reading his mind and sifting through his memories (and even that isn't much), she hasn't come anywhere near as close to sharing as much about her own past. Talking about Saturos had been the furthest thing from her mind, anyway - a small part of her had known that even people who had died on their worlds could appear here, but she'd never in a million years thought that she'd see the Proxian again.
She glances at Asch out of the corner of her eye and sighs as they make their way to a more secluded section of the library. She still has no idea what to say, aside from -]
Um... thank you, for before.
[Dorm floor 2 hallway near room 02-05 and 02-06 - backdated to in the evening after the above thread with Asch, closed to Saturos.]
[It's been a long day. Sheba would like nothing more than to fall into bed and sleep (though she knows it's not really a bed), and in fact she has every intention of doing just that as soon as she gets to her room.
But she has to pause as she approaches, because there's a familiar figure - too familiar, and not in the good way - standing at a door right near hers.
She sighs heavily when she realizes what it must be. Great. First they take away Felix and replace him with Saturos, and now his room is this close? She figures she must have really pissed someone off.
Her earlier reprieve had just been temporary, it seemed.]
...Saturos. Hello again.
[Floor 28 music room - not backdated, open.]
[There are more important things she could be doing with her time, and she's aware of that, but sometimes a girl just needs to relax. This is one of them.
It doesn't particularly bother her that the instruments are playing all on their own. She's sitting off a few feet from the staircase, near a harp, munching on some food brought up from the cafeteria for her lunch and watching the strings pluck themselves to try and get an idea of what strings make what sound. She'd never really learned to play an instrument on Weyard, but it was easy to see - or rather, hear - the appeal.]
I guess it's never a bad time to learn something new...
[The words are spoken mostly to herself, but are said out loud - loud enough for someone on the stairs to hear, certainly.]
[Floor 21 restaurant to start - not backdated, open to the first person to reply to it.
NOTE: There's a risk of death/injury in this prompt.]
[It's dinnertime and Sheba's mouth is watering. She knows - knows - that it's not safe to eat at the restaurant, but she can't help it. She's got her eye on some of the dishes they're not serving in the cafeteria, and she just can't get it out of her mind.
If someone else decides to eat with her, she decides, she'll find out what it is they want and they can go hunt down the cost of their meal together. Whether it's a friend or someone she's never really spoken to, she flags down the next person to pass onto the floor with a smile.]
Hey! Were you thinking about eating at the restaurant?
[Floor 52 - July 20, closed to Xion]
[Sheba would be kicking herself if the situation weren't dire. She and Xion are covered in blood, looking rather worse for the wear, and are now in the center of a floor that seems to be made of playing cards. They can't just run for the staircase - being dumped onto the floor by a Floormaster counted for putting up the blockade the same way that stepping onto the floor did.
(Note to self: Next time she and Xion hang out, they leave to catch the elevator before it gets dark, so a Floormaster can't grab them as they're waiting for it to arrive.)
She winces and gets to her feet, looking down at the pattern warily.]
How are we going to get out of this one...?
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...Why would I want to go in there if it's possessed by something?
[But he does anyway, giving the harp suspicious looks as he does, sitting so that Sheba is mostly between him and the harp.]
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[She grins at him as he approaches and shifts so that she can sit with her legs crossed. She can't help but raise an eyebrow at the way he situates himself, though.
Sticking a young girl between yourself and something potentially dangerous? Rude, Luke.]
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[He'll put her between him and something potentially dangerous...but that doesn't mean he won't help her if it does turn out to be dangerous. Also young girls aren't necessarily people to be underestimated.]
What were you saying about learning something new?
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I was thinking about the instruments here. I never learned to play anything like these back home. [She'd been in a lot of places with interesting music, too - Kibombo was just one of the ones that came to mind.] Do you know how to play any instruments, Luke?
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[Said lessons actually stopped because he kept ducking out of them in favor of sword practice, which was more interesting.]
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The people who raised me never seemed to think I needed to learn something like that... [And then Babi hadn't really cared what she did, as long as she stayed in the palace so he could use her as leverage.] What kind of music did you like listening to?
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[He cringes, clapping his hands over his ears at the noise, removing them only when Sheba turns back to him.]
What kind of music? Anything that's not whatever you just tried to play.
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It's not like I did it on purpose. [She sighs.] I guess whatever's playing that doesn't want to share.
[Maybe she should try playing something that's not already being played.]
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[Whatever it is. At least if there is something there, it doesn't seem violently angry.]
And uh...I like listening to...anything, I guess. I don't know, I haven't really thought about it before.
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[The harp doesn't seem to like this, because it responds with another loud twang. Sheba just rolls her eyes.] That'd be a no, then.
...I guess that makes sense. I never really think about the things I like - I just sort of keep doing them, until someone asks me about why. Then I realize it's because I like them.