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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...?
[Floor 28] this is so late it's edging on satirical comedy
[It was kind of a dull observation-- but hey, an accurate one, from his point of view. The most use he'd seen the instruments get that was...actually useful was the others using them to try and drown out the microphone bugs all around here.
And honestly Jin didn't really care about that, he was just kind of...awkwardly talking because this is someone he actually recognized. He was pretty sure he felt the vague inkling to apologize, but then he was also pretty sure he didn't.]
it's not too late, it's never too laaaate...
Part of her feels like she should apologize, but there's something about getting blown up with a grenade that makes her loath to bring that situation up again.]
That's true. [Though, who knew if that would work? The administrators seemed almost too thorough to let something from a floor that they put in be enough to keep them from hearing a conversation if they really wanted to. There's a pause, and then she pats the ground next to her.] Do you want to sit down? I checked the floor for monsters earlier and for the moment it's safe, if you need to rest.
stop singing three days grace
'Sides, I'm fine defending myself from the monsters around here when people aren't trying to snoop in my head.
[A very pointed look, though he wasn't necessarily being malicious or harsh about it. If he were a little lighter about it, you'd almost think it was a joke.]
iiiit's now or never
After a moment, her expression becomes more of a teasing smile.]
I guess most guys are too... [What's the word that some people had used?] Macho to let a girl protect them, huh.
NO
"Macho" as not exactly on the list of adjectives that Jin had ever been accused of being.]
Yeah, that's it. [He says when he finally recovers, speaking with a bit of a haughty huff of voice.] So embarrassed that I blew both of us to kingdom come. [A scoff.] What a load...
somebody help me tame this animal i have become
It wouldn't be the first time I've seen someone blow something up because they were embarrassed, you know!
i'm embarrassed you know more than one song
Just because I used fire doesn't mean I'm that desperate to get out of a bad situation. [OK not even he knows if he's joking or not anymore.] I'd like to think I'm better than your run of the mill pyromaniac.
[
he's not.]so you've tried your best to get out of this mess but that's just a joke
[Mars Adepts. There was no way she was ever going to say he was better than Jenna (sorry Jin), and he wasn't funnier than Garet, but he had the other four she knew beaten by far.]
...oh, but you know, I never did learn your name. But... better late than never, right? [She grins and holds out a hand to him.] I'm Sheba.
i'm ignoring you
[He's smirking, which...is his idea of a friendly expression, so we can safely presume that yes, he has been joking all along. Maybe.]
Surprised you didn't find it while you were rooting where you don't belong. [Nevertheless, he reaches out and shakes her hand. Surprisingly civil of him, really.] Name's Jin.
i tried so hard but you're running away, please don't turn your back on me
[Another one that sounds like he'd be from Izumo, if he lived on Weyard. He'd fit right in with Uzume, and Susa, and Kushinada. Remembering them brings a small smile to her face.]
Well, nice to meet you. I promise not to go poking around in your head again if you promise not to blow us up. ...well, you can do that as long as you take an administrator or two with us, I guess.
the back is beyond turned
[What he wouldn't give for the chance to throw a grenade at Jason's face.]
Usually I try to keep the blast radius away from myself unless it's a last resort. Trust me, it was probably better than the alternative.
But as long as you've learned your lesson, I can probably let it slide.
over and over, over and over, i try not to
[They had less than a year left, after all. Why not throw a few grenades at them? It wasn't like things could get much worse than they already are.]
I've learned my lesson! Promise. [Yeah, she's learned not to read the minds of people who can catch her at it.]
you're an ass
[Congratulations Sheba, your moxy has gotten you on the good side of a slightly insane antagonist. May or may not be a good thing.]
will you help me find the right way up or let me take the wrong way down
I'm definitely in. It sounds like a fun time.