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towerofanimus2013-09-14 03:43 pm
vasavishakti) wrote in towerofanimus2013-09-14 03:43 pm
i will storm the gates of hell
Characters: karna & you. yeah, you.
Setting: room 1-12, then wherever you wanna run into him, idc.
Format: again, i write in action spam because i'm lazy, but feel free to respond in either.
Summary: this is probably gonna be terrible.
Warnings: none yet, unless you count the traumatized hindu deity.
[ he can't believe what he's reading. his world is gone? his entire world? it's not possible. not yet, not now, and certainly not like this. karna understands what he is, of course, but why does that make him worthy of saving? he served in life, he served in death-- if anyone should have been protected, should have been spared, it should have been his master.
he can't.. think about this right now. he can't focus on how empty he feels. ten years he'd been connected to his master, knowing one another body and mind and soul. ten years their bond had existed, and now-- and now--
he wants to scream. it's like a limb is missing, ripped away and bleeding, and it's all he can do to breathe, to move. he's not ready. he'd known he'd lose him eventually, but he'd thought-- he'd thought he'd have years, not like this. they were supposed to have a lifetime together.
he doesn't have the presence of mind to banish his armor for something less conspicuous. all he can think of is how desperately he needs to get away. he leaves the letters on his bed, stumbling away, all but fleeing the room as the void inside him shrieks its loss. he has no idea where he's going, only that he has to keep walking. he needs to walk until he finds the end of-- of whatever this is.
this is fate, surely, but it's a fate that he was woefully unprepared for. ]
Setting: room 1-12, then wherever you wanna run into him, idc.
Format: again, i write in action spam because i'm lazy, but feel free to respond in either.
Summary: this is probably gonna be terrible.
Warnings: none yet, unless you count the traumatized hindu deity.
[ he can't believe what he's reading. his world is gone? his entire world? it's not possible. not yet, not now, and certainly not like this. karna understands what he is, of course, but why does that make him worthy of saving? he served in life, he served in death-- if anyone should have been protected, should have been spared, it should have been his master.
he can't.. think about this right now. he can't focus on how empty he feels. ten years he'd been connected to his master, knowing one another body and mind and soul. ten years their bond had existed, and now-- and now--
he wants to scream. it's like a limb is missing, ripped away and bleeding, and it's all he can do to breathe, to move. he's not ready. he'd known he'd lose him eventually, but he'd thought-- he'd thought he'd have years, not like this. they were supposed to have a lifetime together.
he doesn't have the presence of mind to banish his armor for something less conspicuous. all he can think of is how desperately he needs to get away. he leaves the letters on his bed, stumbling away, all but fleeing the room as the void inside him shrieks its loss. he has no idea where he's going, only that he has to keep walking. he needs to walk until he finds the end of-- of whatever this is.
this is fate, surely, but it's a fate that he was woefully unprepared for. ]
interrupts the castmate wagon- how about cafeteria
The demon approaches Karna with all the confidence of someone who could possibly not care less if his nature can be sensed.]
So, you're new here?
no subject
still, the approach brings his head up, pale gaze flickering over the unusual form in polite curiousity. ]
I am newly arrived, yes. [ distressed, heartbroken, as everyone else undoubtedly is with such similar news. ] Are you not?
no subject
[Vomiting is a nasty experience for everyone.]
Do you need much of a tour?
no subject
[ if he ever finds an appetite again, anyway. right now, it doesn't look so good.
at the question, he shakes his head, still watching the other figure. ]
You are-- [ a pause, trailing off, before he dips his head politely. ] I am called Karna.
no subject
[He rarely ever uses 'Beelzebub' or similar names. Only to show off.
Zett sticks his hand out for a shake.]