towerofanimus | I'm walking on sunshine

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I'm walking on sunshine

Characters: Xion and the Tower
Setting: Meadow, Beach floor, around the Tower, Backdated to October 2nd-3rd with a locked thread on the 4th
Format: Whatever you like
Summary: Xion has gotten some really good news as of the 1st and therefore decides to say fuck you to the constant doom and gloom atmosphere of the Tower for a little while. Until she finds a friend has gone home.
Warnings: This is probably the most slice of life post I will ever make in this game so nothing much, save possibly the thread on the 4th

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Everywhere - Both days

[Despite all the unpleasantness that's been going on in the Tower of late, even with her death not too long ago, Xion is happy. Completely, unrestrainedly happy, and not even bothering to hide it. You might see her half-skipping down the hallways, or in one of her usual haunts. Or, if you're on the Blue team, you might see her going about her Bodyguarding task with gusto. The one exception to this is the Graveyard - she isn't doesn't want to think about sad things right now.

If she knows you - or even if she doesn't, she might say hello cheerfully has she passes. If you're a close friend she might actually hail you down. She's got some exciting news to share.]

Floor 62 - October 2nd

[The first period of time she spends to herself is... rather awe-filled and thoughtful. The first big bout of excitement is mostly over. And now... now she's sort of letting it sink in. By herself, because this was the kind of thinking that one needed to do by themselves. Talking it out was rather out of the question.

She probably didn't have time for this. Maybe. But it wasn't like there was much she knew for sure that they could do until they cracked the mystery of the collar fluid. Or maybe there was - Reno seemed to maybe have some ideas - but if he did, he hadn't said much about what they were yet, which limited what she could really do about it. And she'd never, never felt this happy before, anyway. Surely the Tower could give her a week to just... let the fact sink in that she Reno and Elena parents and Shion was her brother now?

And even if it couldn't, at least she had now.]

Floor 25 - October 3rd

[Another day's worth of reflection to herself sees Xion on the one outdoor floor that hasn't changed over to Autumn. Perhaps it's strange, but having an almost mindless task helps her sharpen her thoughts. And so she's weaving flowers together slowly as she thinks, braiding them together into a circle.

After several minutes of this, she lifts the flower crown delicately and places it on her head... and it falls to pieces. She sighs, picking up the pieces in her hands and frowning at them in puzzlement. She's not very good at this. Or maybe she's just too distracted to do a good job.]

Floor 1 - Both Days

[Xion ladles some of her pumpkin soup up with a spoon and lets it splash back down into the bowl, mouth twisting a little. Okay, even the happiness she felt couldn't completely override the fact that this month's menu left a lot to be desired.

Damn it, Ruana, she was sick of pumpkin after last October. Still, it's had a year to wear off and she's still in an overall good mood, so she'll stomach it. For now.]

Dorm hallways - October 4th (Locked to midgarhorizon)

[But of course, nothing lasts forever. And three days is much less than the week Xion had been hoping for before the Tower brought reality back to the forefront in one of the harshest ways possible. After she's done... paying her respects, for lack of a better term, Xion makes her way back upstairs. It's at the door to her room that she pauses.

After last week she's really not in much mood to spend time - fleeting or extended - with her sole remaining roommate. But this is another thing, something else she needs to digest. To figure out. To deal with. She should have known. Should have figured. No bit of happiness in the Tower came without some kind of price. Should have realized, when she hadn't seen him during her turns as bodyguard for those working on the blue collar fluid. It was true, what she'd told Neal on the network earlier, it was really hard, someone leaving. Whether it was your last friend or one of many.

Her head lifts up slowly, a thought occurring to her. She'd gotten so used to dealing with this sort of thing on her own - had a bit of a tendency for it even back home, even before it felt like everyone had left and she'd been mostly alone. The inclination to try to do so again was strong, and yet... Did she really have to? He... he was her dad now. And - she realized with a jolt - he'd asked Yu to look after them.

He... he should know. Slowly, she turned away from her door, walked down to Reno's, and knocked.]

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[Reno isn't in the room just then, preferring to be out and about instead of cooped up in what was getting increasingly claustrophobic to him.

Still, he had made a pit stop on his way to the bathroom for a long shower. He's been watching her for a while now from down the hall, wondering what was wrong for her to stand so still that long.

When she turns to knock at the door, he starts ambling down the hall until he's close enough to lean over her with a inquisitive look.]

What's wrong? Elena not in her room?

[Shion was mostly back to work now, though Reno had made him rest and sleep and not do anything while he recovered. He had went to Xion's room this morning but she had already left, and so he had been hoping to bump into her at some point.

When he saw her from the meadow staircase he went over to her, smiling softly.] Hi [He sat down next to her, picking up the flowers and weaving them properly together.] So I guess you really are my sister now? [He balances the crown on her head]

[As someone relatively new to the blue team - was he still "new" after a few weeks? - Minato was adjusting to the team he's assigned to as a bodyguard. However, he did notice when a fellow bodyguard seemed to have more energy and drive than before.

He kept his thoughts to himself and went about with their day until their duty ended for the time being.

It's when he make his occasional visits to the meadow floor that he noticed a familiar figure. Hm, might as well strike up a conversation. Plus, this is one of the few relatively safer floors.]

...Making flower crowns?

[For once it really is coincidence that sends Xemnas to picking through the remaining floors he hadn't explored yet while someone he was keenly interested in finding out about was there. Every floor had to be visited (save the one full of volcano, he had NOT lingered), and this one.. this one seems suspiciously benign.

He's gotten used to any number of minor hazards that are easy to deal with if one has some common sense and good reflexes, but a flower-filled meadow contains absolutely nothing hazardous that he can tell immediately. Or even after long, steady observation by the stairs. Nothing moves, nothing's watching, nothing seems ominous. Which of course probably meant the entire place was designed to kill.

Of all the things he expects to find as he cautiously prowls about a perfectly benign floor full of flowers, one of those things is not Xion.

Of all the people Xion might hope to interrupt her on such a pleasant illusory day, Xemnas surely must not be one of them.

For a time he says nothing, he simply observes, trying to figure out what on earth she's actually DOING over there. But all good things eventually come to an end. Pleasant moods on pleasant days too must end.]

Xion.

[He remembers her, very well. She's not gone in his world. He still sounds a little puzzled, but only a little. There really isn't any mistaking him by presence alone, and voice adds to it. The Tower clearly hates her being happy.]

... What are you doing?

[The ocean felt nostalgic in a way he never understood. Sometimes he'd come down to this floor and just stand there and hope that maybe that feeling would lead to some other revelation... a memory, a thought, even a simple word that would give him more understanding.

It never came, of course, but it wasn't an unpleasant way to spend the time. He'd found he had some swimming ability at one point, though he didn't press his luck often with it. Not yet, though he wondered if there was something unpleasant in the water. It didn't make sense to have a tranquil floor, after all...

He rarely expects people to be there when he arrives at any given floor, considering how large the tower is, and the desire for most people to cluster around the safe or convenient floors. He stops for a moment in surprise to see someone else there... then shrugs. There's no harm in it, they're all stuck here. Bare feet easily slide through the sand with a sort of shhf-shhf sound as he approaches the replica in thought.]

Good day, miss. It's a lovely floor, isn't it?

[The Deadman's hungry.

After days of not sleeping, he had been too exhausted to even attempt to make his way to the cafeteria. Sighing, he carries the tray over to a table--not even paying attention to the dark-haired girl already sitting a couple of seats down. Ganta's never had pumpkin soup, before. This should be--well...interesting, to say the least.

Scratching at the side of his head, he gives the soup a long stare--his hand reaching up to adjust the bandage on his upper arm, before he's taking a small taste.

With that, he makes a face. Yeah, that's not the best thing he's ever tasted, but it's definitely better than the 'candy' he had to eat every three days back home. With that in mind, he manages to take another bite with less of a frown following.]

Edited (i just fail is all) 2013-10-05 22:44 (UTC)

[Luke really enjoys the outdoors--after all, that's where he'd spent the last year, primarily... before ending up here. He finds himself drawn to floors such as the twenty-fifth one, more often than not.

Which is where he is, now. Stepping in, green eyes immediately land on an unfamiliar face. Blinking a couple of times, he watches the crown of flowers fall. Slowly approaching the frowning girl, he stops and crouches down a couple of feet away.]

Mind if I show you a trick?

[Yep. Natalia had taught him how to do that when they were younger with some of Pere's flowers... ~~back before she had given up on trying to be nice to him, because he was totally a jerk to her~~.]

...Need some help, kid?

[Lancer looks over at the girl fiddling with the flower crown.]

Would you like some help?

[Aqua had arrived on the floor in the hopes of having a wide open space to train and hopefully without anyone around, but she can't say she minds much when she's met with the scene of a happy girl trying to make flower crowns.

smiling, she had approached and leaned down, hands on her knees and examining the work.]

[It started much like any other day in the Tower, really. It only managed to stay that way until less than a minute after Amelia left her room, looking quite focused and determined as she made her way towards the elevator, walking with a sense of purpose. Of direction.

Then she spotted Xion and whatever was going on in her head came screeching to a halt, Amelia stopping dead in her tracks and actually doing a double take in her direction. It was a somewhat sad statement about life in the Tower, but it had been a long time since she saw someone look so... happy. Enough so that it takes her a second to speak up, although she gets over her initial shock a second later and manages a smile herself.

Gods above she hopes Xion hasn't lost her marbles or something.]

Er, hi Xion! You look... cheerful!

[Please don't be Tower bullshit please don't be Tower bullshit...]

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Does it even count as SoL when it is a snapshot of happiness in a life of despair?

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flower floor

62

UNO FLOOR SORRY

Floor 25

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floor 25

Hallways, October 2nd!