towerofanimus | The world is a battlefield

Characters: [OU]Kanda and Open to anyone
Setting: Room 2-16; Bathroom/Hallway; Cafeteria; Floor 6; Floor 2
Format: Either
Summary: Kanda is new to the Tower, but the situation is very familiar to him. Cue a pretty grouchy swordsman acclimating.
Warnings: Language and probably Violence

Room 2-16
Kanda wakes with a slight start. "Gener-" He sits up, looking around. This is the second time in a fairly short amount of time he's woken up with everything being muddled in his mind. General Tiedoll isn't here? He frowns a bit, hand instinctively moving to his side, only to find that Mugen isn't there.

He notices the letter and picks it up, reading it before scoffing and crumpling the letter. "Tch. Saved me? What a joke." Kanda swings his legs over the bed and gets to his feet. The outfit is weird and foreign. It's downright an eyesore. He's already noticed the other beds and the trunks next to them. The thought of sharing a room with anyone pisses him off, but he decides to change out of this gaudy thing and let that thought settle. As he moves to locate the trunk at the bed he's woken up in, he tugs at the collar. It's a halfhearted gesture at most that he abandons so he can pop the trunk open. If he could pull the collar off, he wouldn't be wearing it in the first place. He automatically locates Mugen, which is actually a relief. He didn't go back to the Order only to lose Mugen of all things. He picks up Mugen and his uniform.

...Now where the fuck are you supposed to change in this stupid place?

Bathroom->Hallway
He secures the belt around his waist firmly before slipping Mugen back in its scabbard. He glances in the mirror before glancing around him. He doesn't feel like there's anyone here so he tugs his sleeve up. It doesn't look any better, but his arm doesn't look any worst. He tugs his sleeve back down quickly and stalks out of the bathroom. "What is with this place and making everything communal?" He already hates this place a lot.

He needs to find people. They have to be here, right? They wouldn't be gone. He doesn't believe whatever bullshit they're telling him.

Cafeteria
You know who's been sitting at the table with that crappy bowl of porridge in front of him for probably at least an hour? If you guessed Kanda, than you're correct. He looks at the bowl with disgust. He knew he had to eat it (why else would they make him take it?), but this has got to be the most unappetizing thing he's stared down at in a long time.

He just swirls the spoon in the porridge idly. He really doesn't want to eat this. He looks around him. It looks like other people are eating the food here. He guesses if he eats this, he can actually eat more appetizing food (he doubts the quality though after eating Jerry's food for so long). He lets out a sigh.

Floor 6
Kanda already knows this will be the floor he frequents often. He walks in a bit. Close enough that he can easily leave this floor if he needs to be quick about it, but far enough that he assumes no one will bother him unless they happen to be hunting or something. He pulls out a long piece of fabric he's taken from one of the other floors and ties it around his eyes.

He moves to a stance, hands on his sword and waits quietly to strike.

Floor 2
He doubts anyone he'll know is here, but he looks in anyways. He supposed he can grab some medical supplies that he can keep on him or in his trunk anyways. He doesn't want to have to end up here and socialize with anyone anyways. It's not like he personally needs the supplies anyways, but he's not an idiot to not keep some on him in case.

At least he doesn't have to worry about the Head Nurse. She'd surely force everyone to stay in here if they so much have a papercut.>/cut>

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They'll just eventually get themselves killed. [He has no sympathy for people like that.] Maybe a bad shock and surviving it might make them less idiotic.

Of course. I don't intend to slack off just because I'm stuck in such a place.

...Generally they tend to not survive, but you have a point.

And you're just waiting out here for something to come along or...?

Some are lucky. [Most aren't. But he thinks he's know plenty of idiots who've somehow survived despite the odds.]

I wasn't waiting for anyone. I don't need someone else around to train. There are other ways of going about training if you don't have someone else.

[She gestures to her person.]

I'm someone else. And I haven't had much chance to use my sword arm since coming here.

Want to train?

[He pulls Mugen out, pointing it towards her.]

That's fine by me. I'm not going to play easy though so you better keep up. [At least he's sure her swordsmanship will be infinitely better than Allen's.]

[Veronica pulls another sword from her cloak, looking sort of like a handheld guillotine blade, and gets into a fighting stance.]

"Keep up." Never had anyone request that of me but alright, I'll try.

You must be fighting weak people then.

[He runs at her with no hesitation. It's funny that these two end up meeting. Both made to fight and kill. Both very adept at what they do no less.

He had no intention on using any of his Illusions or activating Mugen (she's not an Akuma). They were training and he didn't need to shorten his life for no reason. He didn't need a stranger to know about those things about him either.

He swings Mugen at her.]

[In the blink of an eye the fight begins. Well, it was just a training session really, she wasn't going to let her guard down through.

As the sword swings towards her, Veronica's reflexes activate and the girl backflips out of the way of the blade. When she regains her footing, the girl brings her broadsword up and lashes out.]

[He sidesteps out of the way of her slash, using his back foot to push off the ground and launching himself forward again and swinging his sword horizontally for a slash.

It's been awhile since he's had anyone who could use a sword to pit himself against. At least this should be interesting.]

[Using her size to her advantage, Veronica dives under the blade, rights herself, and delivers a vertical slash.

The plan was to keep him in close, being a smaller target helped quite a bit.]

[He moves to the side, but not without getting nicked a bit by her slash. He grabs his sheath and swings it at her without hesitation. Without his Illusions in place, it's just a sheath, but the swing with a blunt object will still hurt, regardless.]

[she stops and turns just as the sheath swings at her head. It strikes her clear across the face and she staggers back, briefly disoriented but fine.]

[Kanda puts distance between them while she's disoriented. It gives him time to attach his sheath back to his belt. He didn't want to use it extensively. If it breaks, he won't really have anything to hold Mugen in. He wouldn't have anyone to make him a new one if that were the case.

It's good to see that she's apparently made tough, not that he was really all that worried.

The cut she gave him has already stopped bleeding. It's nice to see that his regeneration skills aren't that terrible yet. Even if they can't stop him from experiencing hangovers now.]

The world is a battlefield

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