towerofanimus | Arrival

Characters: Capell and you
Setting: Starts in room 1-18 and then the elevator, floor 81, or chose an adventure he is looking for his friends!
Format: Both!
Summary: Capell wakes up
Warnings: May contain spoilers for infinite undiscovery, please let me know if you wish to avoid them.
[Room 1-18] Panic. That was the first thing Capell felt because he couldn't move, couldn't breathe. Couldn't scream. It didn't last long but it was long enough. With a gasp he sat up in bed.

Bed... that wasn't right. Why would he be in bed? He was cutting the chain... He looked round the room, squinting at the harsh, seemingly unnatural light. This looked like no inn he had ever been in before, even ignoring the fact him being in an inn was impossible.

He was dressed in some tight, restrictive material and he had something around his neck. A collar of some sort.

There was a note on the side and he picked it up, reading the two lines quickly before sitting heavily back on the bed.

His world... destroyed. No. Capell crumpled the letter. It couldn't be so...

[Elevator] At least this was something he understood, even if it was much slower than the ones he had known. Slower and strange. He stood silently, wondering why it stopped every twenty floors, and what was between them. He should have probably taken the stairs, he needed to look at the whole of this place, to look for his friends.

[Floor Eighty One] Capell stood by the window, not sure he was brave enough to step onto the glass. He stared up at the stars, not recognising any of them at all and then down into the fog. So far though he had seen many people, he knew none of them. If he had been rescued, surely his friends, who had been so close to him would have been too.

He couldn't give up hope, he had not gone far, there were many other places to look yet.

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"Nice to meet you too." He nods, his jaw set, "That a problem?"

"Not at all." She shakes her head. "Especially because I don't know what that means."

"Go..." He paused, blinked. Looked at her in surprise. "You don't know what an umblessed is?"

She shakes her head.

"Nope, sorry. I probably don't know a lot of things about your world."

"My world?" He looked at her, yes she seemed strange but there were a lot of people in his world, and he wasn't one to judge. "What do you mean?"

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"So you really are new here."

She walks into the lounge and sits at one of the tables, motioning for Capell to sit with her.

"Might as well take a seat. It's quite a bit to explain."

Capell nodded, "I really am." He followed her over sitting down, it seemed it was a week for learning hard truths, and this might be the hardest of them all. "The note said the world had ended, that's why we are here."

"Well, we don't truly know our worlds are destroyed. It could all be just another illusion."

She pauses.

"And yeah, worlds, plural. As it turns out, you and me are from different worlds, as is everyone else in the tower."

"Everyone?" He blinked, "But surely there are people from the same world?" Because he couldn't be the only one left. Edward, the kids, Beatrix, Aya...

"There has to be..."

She shrugs.

"There might be someone from your world here already. Maybe. I haven't seen anyone from my world since I arrived here."

Veroncia frowns at that. Her entire family... gone. She was alone.

He frowned, "I haven't anyone, but I haven't been everywhere yet." He looked at her sadly, because it was an awful thing to be alone.

"Then you should keep looking."

Just because she's run out of luck, doesn't mean he will.

"And that letter you got? It's from these beings called the Admins. They control everything and they're the reason we're here."

"I will." Because they had to be alright...

He frowned, "What are they? Some kind of organization? Did they destroy the worlds?"

Another shrug. "No one really knows, at least anyone who I've asked. They're a group of... things that apparently 'rescued' us from our 'destroyed' worlds. I try not to beleive it though. Most of the things in the tower are illusions anyway."

Veronica still refuses to believe that her world is gone. She's stubborn like that.

"I think they keep us here for their own amusement."

"Monsters?" He looked at her, "Their own amusement? Do they hurt you?"

She nods, "Possibly, apparently they don't look completely human."

Veronica sort of nods at the second question, though it is ponderous. "Maybe. I'm sort of new here as well, but I've heard stories about them putting people into 'games' and doing experiments on tower residents."

She probably would act more shocked at that if that wasn't an everyday occurrence in her world.

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"Not human..." Capell frowned, and then frowned harder at the idea of experiments. "That's awful, they should not be allowed to get away with that."

"I know, but they control things in the tower. I don't think there's much we can directly do to them for now."

She didn't like the idea of it either, but there was nothing they could do.

"Well not if we just let them do what they want." He said with a frown. "There has to be a way to stop them."

"Well there's a few resistance groups in the tower. You'll probably find one of them eventually and you can help out."

"Resistance groups?" Capell nodded, indeed perhaps if they had grabbed people randomly from worlds perhaps there would be someone as brilliant as Sigmund. There was hope.

"Are you part of one?"

"Uh..."

She squirms slightly. Did she dare talk about Mitchell?

"Uh, not really. It's complicated."

"Complicated?" Didn't seem complicated to Capell at all. "I wouldn't tell on you."

"Well... It kind of is." she stated plainly.

"The groups are pretty different. They have different objectives."

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