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towerofanimus2013-08-11 10:46 am
hexen) wrote in towerofanimus2013-08-11 10:46 am
Entry tags:
[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. ]
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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[ 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.
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[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.
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[ Or rather, she's perfectly okay with it. ]
Well you may not be a knight, but you're definitely a gentleman.
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[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.
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You're very welcome.
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But of course, I can't say that you don't seem to be a lovely person yourself.