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towerofanimus2013-09-02 01:26 pm
regenleif) wrote in towerofanimus2013-09-02 01:26 pm
Entry tags:
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.
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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There is no concrete, direct evidence supporting the claim in the letter, but it is possible. Other evidence seems to suggest it might be true.
If you have clothes, they should be in your trunk. [Sephiroth nods toward Capell's trunk.]
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[Sephiroth doesn't notice Capell's sadness.]
At first I believed that it was unlikely to be true. Now I think it is likely. But it is possible that something could be done to alter the situation.
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We must discover how their powers work and how we can combat them.
It is said to be possible to restore the worlds, but I do not know if that is true.
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However, it is possible that there is a way, and it is necessary to make the attempt. No, it will not be easy. Their power over us is considerable.
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[If there is one thing Sephiroth cannot stand, it is faulty reasoning. He has something of an aversion to it. But nonetheless, he speaks with complete politeness, as if merely informing Capell of a fact he might like to know.]
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That is a skill one can work to improve.
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[He says this helpfully.]
I am Sephiroth.
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