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towerofanimus2013-08-06 06:17 pm
hardedge) wrote in towerofanimus2013-08-06 06:17 pm
Osuwari Count 1
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.]
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.
[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.]
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[Especially after what happened when they had run into Jason. Going down to the administrative floors hadn't seemed to work out in anyone's favor.]
Speaking from personal experience, anyway.
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[He could probably handle whatever they dished out. He was a tough person. He could handle himself.]
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[Ion looks very adamant about this fact. He's not trying to be rude or impolite and tell the newcomer what to do...he just doesn't want the young man to get himself hurt unnecessarily.]
And even if it wasn't, they seem to go to great lengths to keep themselves out of the public eye.
[For good reason, too. Especially when you took into consideration how heated Inuyasha was--and Inuyasha hadn't had to suffer through any form of real torture, yet.]
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But for how long? I'll hunt them down if I have to!
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[It seemed like a good time to perhaps take his leave, but then Ion's face lit up in surprise.] Oh! I never introduced myself, did I? My name is Ion.
[The Fon Master didn't want to be accused of forgetting his manners just because he found himself distraught as of late.]
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Ion? [Unusual name, but he was from a different world.]
InuYasha.
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[He hoped that in time they'd learn to be good friends, as Ion tended to hope with most people he met. He wouldn't, however, push the idea. At least not at the current time. Inuyasha seemed irritated enough as it was.]
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