towerofanimus | [open] cautionary tales

Characters: Adalind and OPEN
Setting: Room 1-19 on her first day, Cafeteria on the second in the morning, the elevator later that day.
Format: Either.
Summary: Adalind gets settled in and explores.
Warnings: None yet. Will update if needed.

➝ 1-19

[ The sleep paralysis was new but if Adalind knew anything, it was don't freak out just because you can't move. If she was captured or kidnapped, her best shot at getting out of it was definitely not bolting up and alerting everyone to the fact that she was awake. Instead, she focused on moving just her finger. When she finally could she very slowly turned her head to glance at the rest of the room.

Once it was obvious that she wasn't in immediate danger, she sat up and guided her feet to the floor, then slowly ran her hands down her body, feeling the new suit before they darted up to her neck to feel the collar. She slides her fingers beneath it and her skin and tries to pry it open, but it isn't as though that would work without her powers. (Or at all, but she doesn't know that just yet.) Her eyes move to the letter next and she reads through it quickly, a slight panic running through her mind that doesn't necessarily show except for the slight tightness of her fingers pressing against the papers before she finishes. She wasn't entirely sure she believed the bit about her world being dead, but that was something she could work out of someone later.

Right now, there was something more important. Adalind moved over to the trunk at the end of her bed and opened it up, carefully pulling each item up to examine what it is. Well, at least if anyone had gone through her things it was unlikely that they could read the proper names on the labels to know what some of these things were. The leeches might've seemed a bit weird if someone had gone through her things, but everything else just looked like a mystery. Adalind removed the dress from her affects to set on the bedspread, then took out the last vial hidden beneath it, a bright smile pulling to her lips as she realized what it was.

If the world had gone to hell this was the one and only thing that she wanted from it.

If she wasn't well aware that this potion needed to be at least relatively fresh, Adalind probably would've erred on the side of caution and made moves to figure out if there was anything here that would effect the potion or just how long it had been since this zaubertrank had been concocted, but since the recipe had originally required a still-beating heart, she had a feeling that the shelf-life wasn't particularly extensive. Adalind moved over to the bed after placing the dress back in the trunk, in case she had some kind of negative or unexpected reaction to this and downed the contents of the vial she held in her hand, then crawled back into bed to try to sleep or at least look like she was sleeping. She had no idea if this would be painful or not and from the looks of things, this room would be shared so she needed people to not notice. Adalind would stay in her bed for the rest of the day, just to make sure that this worked properly without outing herself as what she truly was.

If you're one of her roommates, feel free to check on her or ask if she's okay since she's going to fake being 'sick' for the rest of the day just to excuse herself. Not that she'd normally have to.. she's actually feeling pretty fine compared to how she had been recently. ]

➝ Cafeteria
[ Finally, that dress was going to get some use because Adalind was not going out wearing that white thing if she could help it. Once she changed clothes, it was off to get something to eat. Oatmeal wasn't her food of choice, but it wasn't the worst thing it could've been and skipping breakfast made for misery in more than one way. Adalind did lament the lack of fruit involved in it since that was where most of the vitamins came from, but if that was all they were going to give her, she wasn't going to knock it too much. She was hungry. From the looks of this place, she wasn't exactly going to be getting five-star meals anymore either, so oatmeal was at least a good place to start adjusting.

Adalind doesn't finish the whole bowl, but she gets enough of it that she's full, then goes to dispose of it. Shortly after? She's looking around for someone to ask a few questions. After all, as much as those letters provided with information, it was a little more difficult to get the answers to some questions. (And a little harder then to get the answers to the one she wanted, so getting closer to people was going to be the first step in that unless she got really, really lucky.) ]

Excuse me, do you think I could bother you for just a minute? [ Adalind is going straight for the nearest person who looks like they might have their stuff together, a winning smile gracing her lips both welcoming and confident. ]

➝ Elevator
[ After Adalind's gone and got a few questions of hers answered, she's decided that the best way to start exploring is to figure out exactly which floors she can access using the elevator. It might take her a while, but once she's left the cafeteria she'll be making her way to each floor that the elevator can access and spending quite a bit of time on said elevator. Knowing which places are easiest to get to and safest is going to be a lot easier than just going and trying to walk up the staircase alone to figure out just what's on each floor. It's a good first step, though, since she definitely wants to know more about this place. If you use the elevator more than once, it's likely that you'll see her more than once that day. ]

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[Simple enough questions for what looks like a sharp girl. It gets an amused chuckle out of the boy, as he motions for her to sit down right next to him. What he said did solidify what he was thinking, though- she was new, and she wanted information...]

Herbs I can provide to you if you want. Clothing, on the other hand, may require some hunting on your part in one of the floors here. I'm not sure where you would find actual fabric however, so I cannot help you there. But, I can give you a little tour of this tower, with how much it offers despite the price we paid.

[Despite all that he had just said, Giorno's expression was still the same line face as it always will be- he's not going to give up on it, either, it's just how he is.] ...Giorno Giovanna. It's a pleasure to meet you, by the way.

[ Despite his lack of change in expression, Adalind's smile grows a little larger, more genial though still highly practiced. ]

If you know the name of a seamstress it'd do just as well. [ She's not exactly an expert seamstress herself. Her expertise lie elsewhere. ] What sorts of herbs and spices do you have available? I'm willing to find a way to pay you as I need them if that's an issue.

[ She's not exactly sure how that goes but she's sure she'll figure it out. ]

My name is Adalind Schade. [ And she holds her hand out for a handshake. ] I'm glad to have met you as well, Giorno. If it's alright that I call you Giorno. With the situation we're in I can only imagine what the general atmosphere is here with personal and professional relationships, so please feel free to correct me.

[Professional isn't she? He's raising a brow just by everything that she had just said to him- he's never quite met someone who was so...well, formal as she had just presented herself to him right now. But to her first statement, he's already waving a hand at her in dismissal.]

No need, I require no repayment for any services that I may be able to help a person out with. [As for the spices...] Name a spice and I'll be able to provide you with one immediately. [Of course she'd probably have to ground them up once he does provide it, but details for later.

But as soon as the hand came out to him, Giorno quickly clasped it with his own, giving her a firm shake.] Giorno is fine, although if you ever felt the need to bestow upon me a nick name, Giogio would would fine. [It's nothing too bad, but...] I take it you're new to the tower, Adalind?

You're a real knight, aren't you? [ She smiles. Her tone sounds impressed, enthusiastic, and a little flirtacious. ] I've never met someone who's so willing to help someone out of the goodness of their heart. [ Not unless they were trying to sleep with her anyway. ]

[ Adalind's hand is easily smaller than his, but her handshake is still firm and professional but has a certain daintiness to it at the same time. She's clearly used to shaking hands. ]

Well, I'm not usually one for nicknames on the first day but I'll keep it in my head. [ She smiles again, moving to sit across from him for now. ] Is it that obvious or are there just not a lot of faces around here?

I wouldn't exactly classify myself as a knight, actually. No, I think I'm far from the title. [The fact that he's a Mafia Boss is already sinking into his head at this moment, but he's not going to reveal that tidbit of info yet.] Have you not, though? Hm, you must have been surrounded by some awful people if they weren't willing to show you kindness.

[But his brows are still raised from talking with this girl. She gives off an impressive aura, but he can't help and feel a bit...tense. Something about her was already giving him some weird vibes (that or you probably never get flirted with, Giorno), but either way, he still keeps his line face strong.]

No, there are faces around here, I've just never seen yours come across my attention in the slightest. Also, you had questions- something no one else in this place would ask unless they were either new, or brain damaged. I can safely say you're new.

Far from it? Well I hope you're not too far. [ No she hopes you are that'd be great she likes powerful people who aren't exactly against bad things. ] Let's just say that I'm not entirely put out that some parts of my world are gone.

[ The weird vibes are totally natural. Even for being a pretty woman, most people don't ever venture to appreciate people like her. It's just a sort of underlying knowledge that tends to creep into the subconscious. ]

Glad to know I don't seem brain damaged.

Tell me, have you ever heard of the Italian mafia? If so, you should see how far from a knight that is. [He doesn't really seem to mind if people know in this place- after all, it's not like he has anything to lose.] ...ah, you don't believe your universe has been destroyed? I try not to think too much about it myself. After all, for something of that scale to happen? It's a little hard to believe.

[But he doesn't seem to be phased by it in the slightest- then again, nothing ever really gets to him. Even the weird vibes are going away by this point, only to be replaced with amusement from this conversation.]

Well, if I were to say you were, then that would have been very rude. I'm not one to insult a woman like that.

Most knights I've found are a lot less honorable than those who are at least honest about their intentions. I used to be a lawyer so I've had some dealings with the mafia before and people much less savory than them and yet I'd still prefer them to most of the "good guys" I've met any day. [ That said.. ] I believe it's gone, I'm just not necessarily going to miss it a lot of it.

[ Or rather, she's perfectly okay with it. ]

Well you may not be a knight, but you're definitely a gentleman.

...hm. [That gets a small scoff out of him, actually. He's always seen people scorn him for actually announcing his position, but seeing her actually say it's better than most people she's met? Well, safe to say, he seems to actually be enjoying that quite nicely.] I suppose I'll take that as a compliment. But my heart does lie within in the mafia, after all, and I'm not afraid to announce my intentions with it. Most say I'm quite crazy, but I like to attest otherwise. [Moving on...] ...hm. So you're a believer? Surprising, you don't seem like the type to believe in something like that.

[At least he thinks so- then again, this is a first encounter with her, so...]

And that is a compliment as well. Thank you once more, you seem to be making an impression on me, so far.

What intentions would those be with the mafia? [ Best to figure it out after all. If he's some weird idealist like trying to make them better people from within it's not going to be as fun. ] I try to be practical and if I don't accept the situation, adapting to it would be pretty difficult.

You're very welcome.

[She is going to be in for a treat for what he has to say next, then...] To keep the innocent out of harms way, and to keep drug trafficking to a minimum as best as I can. Of course, with the power of Passione, that dream was coming a fruition until... [Until his universe got destroyed. He doesn't seem bummed about it at all, though...] But you're right, if you don't adapt, you'll find it hard to actually function.

But of course, I can't say that you don't seem to be a lovely person yourself.

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