towerofanimus | The world is a battlefield

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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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[This was one of Veronica's favorite floors as well. The tall trees, the many critters that sometimes weren't so little, it reminded her of home. And it wasn't a mirage like that other floor.

So she dashes quickly through the wood, barely making a sound. On the hunt for beasts, or any monster she could take on.

Then she sees Kanda. It's not often that the teenaged Frankenstein saw any swordsmen in the tower. Maybe he was new?

Trying be welcoming, as well as nonthreatening, Veronica made her way towards him, her boots crunching the grass underfoot.]

[Kanda turns his attention to her, hand tightening on the hilt. He doesn't strike though. He can tell the difference between shoes and the sound an animal would make. Instead he tugs the fabric a bit so it can fall around his neck.

He eyes her suspiciously, but he resumes a more relaxed path. Her appearance is odd and he isn't familiar with any of the Tower inhabitants really. He doesn't know who is friendly here and who isn't.] What do you want?

[He's also not all that friendly, unfortunately.]

[Asagi, for a lack of a better word, slinks wherever she goes in the tower. She's not the kind to draw unnecessary attention unless she's bored to an excessive amount, and frankly interacting with a lot of the people in the tower doesn't much interest her unless the aforementioned boredom peaks. But this is new. New and a little weird and has a kind of old-school samurai-wannabe vibe to it.

Entertaining, at the very least.

But she won't say anything for the moment- she'll just watch, idly tapping a fingernail against her lip, to see just what he's up to.]

[Kanda unsheathes his sword, holding it out in front of him. He's completely still and quiet.

It was nice to be able to train like this. Especially nice with his nerves getting the better of him. This place was unfamiliar and it was probably hostile (it can't be anything but hostile). At the very least, he can unwind a bit. Focus his mind on this for at least a moment.

And then he hears it. A stray leaf has finally fallen behind him. With speed, he swings around, cutting the leaf in two and sheathes his sword again. In the back of his mind, he gets the feeling he's being watched. He's sure of it.

He relaxes his stance and pulls the makeshift blindfold off.]

[Veronica pauses as he stares at her. She's seen that suspicious look a million times before. People never really did quite understand her.

At his question she just sort of shrugs.]

Well, it's not everyday that I see a fellow swordsman in the tower. Thought I'd investigate.

[He's naturally suspicious of anyone. She, herself, isn't really the cause of it. An unfamiliar place and unfamiliar people, he's on edge.]

Fellow swordsman? So you fight. [Her face is recognizable. It's something good to know if he needs someone to spar with. Someone who could use a sword proper.]

Shion was making his way up from the library, to go back to researching. His days followed a familliar pattern now, working in the library, researching the collar fluid, training, making sure Xion was alright, checking Reno hadn't done anything stupid.

He gave the forest only a quick glance as he passed through it, checking to see if there were any immediate dangers.

Instead he saw a man with long hair training. He paused, making a small noise of surprise, blinking, in case it was just a trick of the light.

[A broadsword slides out of Veronica's cloak which she takes in scarred hand. She give it a lazy swing. It's not her only sword though.]

Quite a bit actually. Not that I look like I do, do I?

It doesn't matter to me what you look like. [He replies in a bored manner. He has his attention on the sword instead, looking it over and taking its appearance in.] Only fools would disregard someone just because of their appearance.

[Akuma who hide in peoples' skin. Exorcists that started young like him. He wouldn't so easily think someone can't kill just because they may look sweet and innocent.]

He hears the sound easily enough. It kind of sounds like a small animal, but he recognizes it as human. He pulls the blindfold off and turns his attention to Shion.

The other looks a lot like Allen in some ways, but he knows the other isn't. He raises a single eyebrow at the other. "You want something?" Obviously, something about him caught Shion's attention.

[Well, Veronica doesn't look completely innocent, but the point still stands.]

There are a lot of fools in the world. Which makes it all the better when you surprise them.

So, you spar?

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.

[There is someone here, actually, in the form of a man in a Wehrmacht uniform re-stocking medical supplies. He doesn't seem to notice someone else is here at first, too busy examining a syringe full of some kind of blue liquid. After a moment or two, he glances over toward the staircase, at which point he finally lifts his head to greet the newcomer.]

Oh, are you hurt? If it is less serious than an amputation... [He waves a hand dismissively toward the checkup area.] ...you can wait over there.

[Wow. What an A+ doctor.]

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

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

[...What a shitty doctor.]

I'm not hurt. I wanted to take medical supplies with me. I don't have to wait just to do that do I? [He might just leave if that's the case. He doesn't want to wait to do something that he doesn't even need to be assisted with.] I can get it myself, so it's not like you have to lift a finger to help out.

[It doesn't look like the other really cares to actually help anyways.]

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.]

Once the man turned Shion blinked, disappointed. It wasn't him, though the similarities were remarkable. The eyes were different though, Shion might have forgotten exactly what colour Rat's eyes were but he knew they were far more beautiful than this stranger's.

"No... you're new." Stating the obvious, but he was still recovering, he wasn't sure if he was saddened or relieved. After all he would not wish this place on anyone, especially Rat, but at the same time, it was probably safer than being stuck on the dead worlds, risking Elena draining his soul.

[Ah, the porridge. The unappetizing bowl of bland porridge. If John had to ever eat that shit again, he might actually throw up. But he supposes while he's around in the Cafeteria today he can give words of wisdom.

He's going to approach with caution.]

I know it looks gross, but you have to eat it or you won't be able to eat anything else. [He tried. Let him tell you Kanda. He tried.]

[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.]

Kanda folds his arms over his chest, cocking his head to the side. He guesses the other must have been here awhile if he can say something like that. "And I'm sure plenty of new people come here." That wouldn't explain why he had seemingly caught the others' attention. "If you don't want anything, go away then."

He's not very friendly.

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The world is a battlefield

Floor six

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can I apologise in advance (Floor 6)

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I am so excited for this interaction.

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Floor 2

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me too :D

Cafeteria.

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