Osuwari Count 1

[hardedge]

Characters: InuYasha & Anyone daring
Setting: Stairway, 48, 17, Cafeteria
Format: Any
Summary: Typical newbie intro not liking what he sees, is confused, and likely on edge.
Warnings: Aggressive, foul behavior. Idiotism. Atypical shounen heroism.

[Along the Stairway]
[InuYasha hadn't bother to investigate the trunk that carried his belongings, what few he possessed anyway, his main priority had been to locate any of his friends. Unfortunately he wasn't able to pick a scent to any of them. What worried him more was the distinct scent of blood that loomed in certain distances of the new setting he found himself in.]

KAGOME?!

SANGO?!

MIROKU?!

[Where he came from, elevators weren't invented and so he didn't think to use one, or even know its function. Naturally this left him to travel by stairs. For the first few floors he was caution, and anticipating the worse; the stairs kept going…and going. He wondered how large this building actually was.]

ANYONE!!

[Many of the floors came to surprise him. Things he had never seen before, things he's never even dreamed of before. But nothing caught his interest quite like the potent stench of blood of the seventy-first. His expression twisted at the sight.]

What's going on here?

[Was this the insides of something larger? But how can that be possible within a building. Not to mention all of the other nature settings he had passed up until this point. It was more than enough to keep InuYasha grounded on the stairs, at least for this floors.]

[Floor 48]
[This floor was especially questionable, the half breed peered into the graveyard. Was this where they buried their dead? Instincts told him he should avoid all of the floors, but something about a grave just hit a little close to home. Not to mention the gravesite of his very father was hidden within the pupil of his right eye, but you know, that's normal. InuYasha cautiously stepped onto the floor. When nothing dangerous occurred, he proceeded. As he was walking along, he noticed all of the marked graves.]

[Floor 17]
[Bloody handprints and screaming would normally be the cue to retreat to safer grounds, but more often than not it lead to violence and meaningless slaughter. The very things he and his friends rushed to. InuYasha couldn't help but step onto the floor, thinking that there may be someone who needs help here.[

[Floor 1 - Cafeteria]
[The cafeteria, a setting he wasn't familiar with, but the smell of food…or well…nutrition bars (not that he knew what they were) filled the air. At least this one appeared safe, and there was an abundance of people.

He wasn't going to eat the oatmeal by the way.]

Comments

[hardedge]

My world...isn't actually gone...is it?

[lightofhumanity]

It is not gone. However, everything in it is destroyed and dead, I am sorry to say.

[hardedge]

And everyone on it?

[lightofhumanity]

..If they are not dead, then they are lost, wandering souls, waiting to be helped and can be eaten by one of the Administrators here.

[hardedge]

[Grr, these people really all did have the same train of though.]

No one's capable of doin' that.

[lightofhumanity]

It sounds scary and strange, but I assure you, Ruana is perfectly capable of that.

[hardedge]

Ruana? Is that what they go by?

[lightofhumanity]

It is what one of them goes by. There are currently four Administrators. Ruana is the head of the group and is quite malicious. Jason is the..doctor and scientist of the bunch, and he enjoys experimenting on the residents here. Riki is a quiet builder who keeps to himself, and Zo, the person who pulled your soul here, looks like a small child, and is quite worried about our well-being.

There used to be a fifth administrator, a person named Dax who was very empathetic and concerned about us..but was eaten by Ruana when he grew tired of her games and tried to go against her.

[hardedge]

And you're certain of this?

[lightofhumanity]

I am, though the information is not pleasant to know.

[hardedge]

Is this information passed on by word of mouth?

[lightofhumanity]

Word of mouth, the network, letters, pamphlets..there are many ways in which people inform newcomers.

[hardedge]

I don't care how it's spread! I wanna know where you people are gettin' from

[lightofhumanity]

We get it from our experiences here in the Tower, as well as any knowledge that we find or that kinder Administrators pass to us, at their own risk.

[hardedge]

That's still more than one source. [He wasn't the kind to dig for information like his comrades.]

[lightofhumanity]

Of course. It is usually impossible to get all the information you want in any place from only one source.

[hardedge]

Obviously. [But that's not the point.]

This is annoying.

[He didn't want to track multiple sources.]

[lightofhumanity]

It can be rather difficult to track down multiple sources here if you want information, but that is what one must do sometimes, even away from here.

[hardedge]

You don't say.

[lightofhumanity]

I am saying. However, if you are not fond of or bad at searching, there are people here who would probably enjoy helping you.

[hardedge]

I don't need help. I'll figure it out on my own.

[It was his job alone to save his friends, and it would be the last thing he does if he can help it.]

[lightofhumanity]

No one shall stop you from trying to do so. However, I shall tell you that it is much easier to survive and figure things out in this place with help.

[hardedge]

Keh, who needs it? [He wasn't so weak to rely on complete strangers.]

[lightofhumanity]

Everyone, I believe. We all need a little help sometimes. This does not exclude you.