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With a thousand lies and a good disguise
Characters: Reno, and any and open!
Setting: Beginning in 1-04 ROOMIES BOTHER HIM, Cafeteria, then the Meadow
Format: Honestly whatever you prefer.
Summary: Reno has been gone six months. The entire Tower has changed. Also, he is wearing the jumpsuit and a bedsheet because SOMEONE TOOK HIS CLOTHES, so characters may not recognize him.
Warnings: Well there might be some cursing... some tearful reunions...
1-04
Coming to consciousness was a sudden affair, sitting up so suddenly it almost cracked his back. No... Not here again, not again...
Not wearing this ridiculous jumpsuit again.
That was when he noticed the orientation of the room and his bed was all wrong... wait, what the hell? This wasn't 2-12. And he was wearing the jumpsuit... muffling a curse, he slammed his fist into the bed, cursing his luck that he'd gotten free of Hell Tower only to get pulled back.
He'd escaped... no horrors, no having to watch the people you care about being tortured... maybe it was selfish, but he didn't think he could take being here again. Especially if... no, they would be here. Had to be here.
Quickly, he jumped off the bed and checked his trunk, only to find it- empty? Empty. Cursing again, he yanked the blanket off his bed and pulled the sheet off to wrap himself in it, leaving an ample hood around his face. The last thing he wanted right now was someone to recognize him and know he was back in the Tower while he was scouting out for clothes.
There was no knowing who else was still in the Tower, after all.
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Cafeteria
It was a hooded figure dressed in white that snuck out of the elevator, and was it just his imagination or did it take a lot longer than it used to? He would explore later, right now it was probably a good idea to get that damn oatmeal and find some place to hide and think before he faced the Tower again.
Grumbling under his breath, he grabbed a bowl of the stuff and started to head for the staircase again. Then he paused, and went back. Was that beer?
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Meadow
Still no sign of clothing he could steal, but it seemed to get less important the longer he was here. It wasn't hard trudging up the staircase to the Meadow. He'd done it many times before, and was well versed in avoiding the hazards along the way, even on auto-pilot.
There was this overwhelming, smothering feeling that the Tower had shifted somehow while he was gone. Things looked right, but they didn't feel right, if anything could feel right.
He sat down in the flowers here, holding some wine he had taken from the Cafeteria, wondering when they had started serving alcohol there.
Being in the meadow reminded him... oh, Shiva. Elena... Elena. How long had it been? Weeks? Years? She'd been all alone... Would she even be here?
Somewhere along the way, he had stopped thinking, started forgetting. The wedding; Ruana, and Zo...
Ganondorf's party crashing, the way Elena looked walking along the aisle, Axel, Shion, and Xion.
He needed that drink more than ever.
Setting: Beginning in 1-04 ROOMIES BOTHER HIM, Cafeteria, then the Meadow
Format: Honestly whatever you prefer.
Summary: Reno has been gone six months. The entire Tower has changed. Also, he is wearing the jumpsuit and a bedsheet because SOMEONE TOOK HIS CLOTHES, so characters may not recognize him.
Warnings: Well there might be some cursing... some tearful reunions...
1-04
Coming to consciousness was a sudden affair, sitting up so suddenly it almost cracked his back. No... Not here again, not again...
Not wearing this ridiculous jumpsuit again.
That was when he noticed the orientation of the room and his bed was all wrong... wait, what the hell? This wasn't 2-12. And he was wearing the jumpsuit... muffling a curse, he slammed his fist into the bed, cursing his luck that he'd gotten free of Hell Tower only to get pulled back.
He'd escaped... no horrors, no having to watch the people you care about being tortured... maybe it was selfish, but he didn't think he could take being here again. Especially if... no, they would be here. Had to be here.
Quickly, he jumped off the bed and checked his trunk, only to find it- empty? Empty. Cursing again, he yanked the blanket off his bed and pulled the sheet off to wrap himself in it, leaving an ample hood around his face. The last thing he wanted right now was someone to recognize him and know he was back in the Tower while he was scouting out for clothes.
There was no knowing who else was still in the Tower, after all.
---
Cafeteria
It was a hooded figure dressed in white that snuck out of the elevator, and was it just his imagination or did it take a lot longer than it used to? He would explore later, right now it was probably a good idea to get that damn oatmeal and find some place to hide and think before he faced the Tower again.
Grumbling under his breath, he grabbed a bowl of the stuff and started to head for the staircase again. Then he paused, and went back. Was that beer?
---
Meadow
Still no sign of clothing he could steal, but it seemed to get less important the longer he was here. It wasn't hard trudging up the staircase to the Meadow. He'd done it many times before, and was well versed in avoiding the hazards along the way, even on auto-pilot.
There was this overwhelming, smothering feeling that the Tower had shifted somehow while he was gone. Things looked right, but they didn't feel right, if anything could feel right.
He sat down in the flowers here, holding some wine he had taken from the Cafeteria, wondering when they had started serving alcohol there.
Being in the meadow reminded him... oh, Shiva. Elena... Elena. How long had it been? Weeks? Years? She'd been all alone... Would she even be here?
Somewhere along the way, he had stopped thinking, started forgetting. The wedding; Ruana, and Zo...
Ganondorf's party crashing, the way Elena looked walking along the aisle, Axel, Shion, and Xion.
He needed that drink more than ever.
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"Besides, what the hell kinda question is that? If you ask someone if they're a good person, a bad one would just lie."
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"He might, if you ask! And that's not true! Yotsuba asked a pad person if he was good, and he didn't lie! He even burned and killed me later on!"
actually I am enjoying this pls keep bothering him
"They don't always lie, y'know." After all the things he had done in the past, he couldn't really consider himself either good or bad. The answer had really been a ploy to get her to leave him alone, but it had backfired. "Look, kid, I want to be alone right now."
It wasn't like he was trying to plot how to take over the tower, after all. Just remembering the all too brief happy times he had.
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"I know, so that's why I ask..but are you sad, Roen?"
If he said he was, Yotsuba would rush around and do her best to cheer him up with flowers and a hug. It was her standard way of cheering people up here. If she had her sketchbook with her, she would have drawn him a picture.
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"If I said yes, will ya go away?" There was ever so slightly a touch of hope in his voice.
This whole thread is just wonderful. Sorry about the five-year-old though, Reno. xD;
"But that just means that you'd be lying about being sad! Even supports and tough people needs to talk and be sad, or they'll just hurt even more! Wait here!"
And with that, Yotsuba would start running around the meadow, picking quite a few colorful flowers. When she was finished, she would rush back to Reno. Hopefully he wouldn't try to run away. If he did, she would just keep on following him.
ksjfasdf yes flowers yes
With flowers.
WHY FLOWERS.
His brain started to short circuit, dredging up even more memories of the wedding; all the failed bouquets he had tried to make for Elena; all the preparations and the honeymoon and then... nothing but floating around a dead planet.
Flowers were his archenemies. The next time he saw a patch of flowers, he would step on every single one.
"Um..." He sighed, hanging his head. "...Thanks?"
The best present that Reno could get at this moment. ^^;
"Noo! Yotsuba isn't done yet! Watch!"
Quickly, using the skills she had learned from May Girl-the nickname Yotsuba had come up with for Ruler-Yotsuba started making a flower crown out of the flowers that she had picked. When she was finished, she stood up and tried to put the crown on Roen's head.
"It's done! Yotsuba can read a story to you too and bring you lots of yummy milk and give you a picture!"
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"I'd hate to find out what you'd do for a good person." He muttered, trying to back away from the girl. There had to be an escape around here somewhere... "Hey, hey, stop a sec. I don't need that stuff."
There! The staircase! If only he could avoid her and make a dash for it...
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"Why not?! You're sad, and flowers make people happy, so you can have this! And..did you lie and say you were a bad person to make me go away?"
If Reno started running, Yotsuba would take off after him, and despite her size, she was a rather fast little girl.
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The kid was cute, all right, he admitted that much, but this was getting annoying. And far, far too smart for her size.
How could he put this delicately..? "But I'm allergic to flowers." And he was a lying liar pants on fire. "And milk. Yeah, and stories, too." Forget the wine bottle he left on the ground! He was making a break for it, dashing to the stairs. Let her try to follow.
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"But you forgot your bottle! And how can you be allergic to stories?! And what is allergic?"
At least she knew that this wasn't a bad person. A liar, but not a horrible guy. Not like the people who had murdered her.
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Instead, he waited for her and held out a hand for the bottle. "Yeah, yeah... Allergic is when you have a bad reaction to something you can't help."
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"Oh! Okay then! But the meadow was full of flowers and you didn't react! You're a really bad liar, Roen! You should stop!"
Seriously. Yotsuba was a naive little girl, but she wasn't stupid.
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"Listen, kiddo, you look like a big girl. Cheering someone up ain't easy. Sometimes when someone is down, it's better leaving them alone, or cheering 'em up some other way."
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"Really! And Luci said that giving hugs and pats on the head and holding hands and things like that could cheer a person up more than words sometimes! I'm the best at giving hugs..but what other ways are there? And no lying!"
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"Oh! Okay then! So you just needed to think for awhile! Yotsuba will remember that! But please take this! It's fasanable!"
With that, Yotsuba would hold up the flower crown for him to take again. She didn't actually know if it was fashionable or not, but she did know that people seemed to be cheered up by it.
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"Thanks... guess you did cheer me up a bit." Certainly got him moving, anyway. Moving sometimes helped.
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"You're welcome! It's good that you were cheered up! But what's in the bottle?"
Sorry, Reno. She was just curious and could probably be thrown off by another lie.