[ during individuation event ]

[immortalia]

Characters: Anyone!
Setting: Workshop, briefly, but library for the overall setting.
Format: Action most likely.
Summary: After everyone has received their packages in the mail, Sertoria gets to work on distributing messages to people so that they can try to figure this out. Feel free to hijack threads and mingle around as you want! Sertoria will still be around if anyone wants to talk to her.
Warnings: Usual tower warnings, but mark them as needed in your post.

Sertoria had "woken" up early that morning to do her normal routine: Do a little morning patrol to see if anything changed in the tower overnight before checking her mail and the network (she found that the network was unreliable right now when trying to send any messages), and then if she didn't find anything, go work on some projects in the workshop.

However, she found an item in her box and froze while reading the nametag.

CXEV5001.

Either this was someone's cruel idea of a joke or--

Wait a second, didn't Waver say he received something weird in the mail? Sertoria was sure that no one she told about her designation would do something like this to her, so it had to be that. She slipped the nametag in to her robe's pockets and ran down to the workshop to begin writing a message on pieces of paper to distribute.

Everyone will be receiving a slip of paper under their doors roughly in the mid-morning when she's done with the slips of paper, her hands slightly marked with ink. It will read:



image reads: Did you receive something weird in the mail?

If yes, please meet me in the library so we can figure this out.

- Sertoria Cani

After that, she'll be waiting in the library for people to come around.

[ Library ]

Once Sertoria was done distributing her message, she was sitting down on one of the chairs with her legs crossed and head bowed. She was holding the nametag in between her fingers, wondering why this was her "package." Well... Whatever it was, she was sure the tower's residents could figure it out. After all, she believed in them.

When someone does show up, she'll put the nametag away and greet them, forcing a small smile on her face.

"Hello. Shall we get to work?"

Comments

[puppy_lancer]

...Cleaning.

[Or rather stress relief. Remembering that, he reaches up to brush his chest again.]

[bowandblade]

[You are getting a long look, Lancer. And then a rather ... commanding motion with one hand. Elaborate.]

[puppy_lancer]

I was mopping some bloody floors and heard Jason throwing a tantrum. What you'd expect from him, really.

[bowandblade]

Except you had the interesting fortune of seeing it in person, I suppose. [He can't help the smirk that tugs at his lips.] But you could not speak, could you?

[puppy_lancer]

Nope, but then again, I wouldn't have spoken even if I could. Much better to just punch him.

[bowandblade]

[That is worth a short laugh and a nod of approval.]

Yes, that fool is in dire need of a punch. Or several.

[puppy_lancer]

Haven't you seen the network? People here have been voting him most punchable for a good while.

[He points at the shadows.]

Wonder if these guys wanna punch him too.

[bowandblade]

I have not seen these polls, but I cannot say I am surprised to hear this.

[He glances at the shadows, rolling his eyes.]

You may be giving these shadows too much credit, hound.

[puppy_lancer]

[He watches as the shadow children more or less start playing tag with each other.]

Maybe. Still feels like they have some sort of mind, though. And Jason...would be partially be responsible for giving them this form, wouldn't he?

[bowandblade]

[He tips one hand to the side in some form of a shrug.]

If they were summoned to the Tower as we were, the fault would lie with the summoner.

[puppy_lancer]

...So Zo, then. I guess I should tell them not to get angry with Zo. After all, Zo doesn't mean it.

[He pauses.]

...Or does he?

[bowandblade]

You would know about the administrators better. Does the boy seem two-faced to you? [He smirks as he asks the question, thinking about the smiling boy he had only met the previous month.]

[puppy_lancer]

Nah, he had an honest scent.

[That, and Zo had saved him once from the dungeons that Jason had thrown everybody into.]

[bowandblade]

Then those are what he salvaged. [He gestures at the shadows even as he tries to shoo one of them away as it gets close.] If you are actually are correct, they could very well be what were brought here in the process of trying to salvage us.

[The look in his eyes becomes unpleasant, his smile somewhat twisted by that thought.] So. Which one do you think was you in another world?

[puppy_lancer]

[He looks them all over.]

They all look the same. I can't tell. Maybe I would if one of them was kicking all of the other guys' asses.

[bowandblade]

Oh yes, I would have to agree. Your alternate would have to be the one taking the most punishment, struck to the ground repeatedly.

[puppy_lancer]

[He sputters.]

H-hey! I don't always take the same punishment! I'd be the one beating the others up!

[bowandblade]

Ah, so now you are taking on the role of the bully? How very inappropriate for someone who wishes to be Ayaka's Servant.

[puppy_lancer]

...I'm not a bully either. Who know? Maybe that other Shadow kept on making one too many snide comments?

[bowandblade]

[He glances at the shadows, distancing himself enough from their strange looks and whispers to smirk.]

Now what could these things possibly make snide remarks about that you would react to?

[Besides, you know, everything.]

[puppy_lancer]

Hell if I know. Maybe they'd just repeat what you say all the time.

[bowandblade]

[To that, Archer finally laughs, reaching over to flick Lancer.]

Sticks and stones, hound.

[puppy_lancer]

[He yelps and rubs at the flicked part. Then, he reaches over to try to flick Archer back.]

[bowandblade]

[Archer huffs and and makes a face when he's flicked, reaching over again to flick Lancer -- this time on the chin if he can get his finger close enough.]

[puppy_lancer]

[Lancer yelps again when his chin gets flicked. And then he blows a raspberry at Archer.]