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towerofanimus2013-10-08 08:19 am
midgarhorizon) wrote in towerofanimus2013-10-08 08:19 am
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Characters: Reno, recruitment candidates!, Elena, Shion
Setting: Floor 82, Tower Exploring, Dorm Floor 5 empty room
Format: Whatever you're comfortable with.
Summary: The Turks have been busy, and it's time to recruit members for Operation Last Resort.
Warnings: To be yet announced!
Floor 82: Masquerade Ball
Reno had set up camp on the Masquerade floor today, his own mask firmly planted on his face. He had business here, and it was time to start putting plans in motion.
To those he had spoken to previously, people he had gotten to know a little and tested, letters and notes had gone to each one of them, to meet him here at specific times. The anonymousness of the black mask suited him, and he didn't dare take it off while he was on the floor- he'd found out the effects the hard way.
It was recruiting day, and he knew just the kinds of questions to ask the candidates when he unmasked them. Sure, it wasn't the regular method of recruitment, just having an interview, but it was short and sweet; they didn't have the time for lengthy handshakes anymore. It seemed fairly reliable, too, and Reno figured he'd just have to learn how to trust a bit more.
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Exploring with Shion
It's been a while since Reno really got to explore the Tower. So far, he had come across some pretty interesting floors, and barely remembered whizzing pass others. This time, he took Shion with him, leaving it up to the kid whether or not to take the note. They needed to spend some "quality" time together, and he was taking it easy with him, knowing he still had some healing up to do. Man, healing up the long way sucked, and Reno didn't blame Shion for not wanting to stay in bed. The Turk wasn't the best of influences.
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Dorm 5, empty room
Reno was laying on one of the best relaxed, most of his uniform dropped by the side the second he'd gone into the room. One arm rested on his stomach, the other draped haphazardly across his forehead, and he stared up at the ceiling. His hair still felt pretty weird so short, but he could live with it. There were a lot of things he had to live with these days, like not being able to spend as much time with Elena out in the open as he liked.
Elena, Xion, and Shion. They were bright spots in the Tower these days. The ones he wanted to keep close and protect as fiercely as he had wanted to protect the other Turks back home; maybe even more so. Being in the Tower... it had a way of changing people, and that thought led one to another. Rude had said once that Reno had changed, though he had denied it at the time. He had been still too young, too unready to really see what life would dish out to them all.
Slowly, he raised the arm that partially covered his vision, and looked at his hand closely. They seemed the same... but they were a lot more bloody than they used to be, even if the blood was invisible.
"Heh... Rude was right." He spoke quietly, after a long period of silence, flexing each finger one at a time but not really focusing on them. "I've changed."
Setting: Floor 82, Tower Exploring, Dorm Floor 5 empty room
Format: Whatever you're comfortable with.
Summary: The Turks have been busy, and it's time to recruit members for Operation Last Resort.
Warnings: To be yet announced!
Floor 82: Masquerade Ball
Reno had set up camp on the Masquerade floor today, his own mask firmly planted on his face. He had business here, and it was time to start putting plans in motion.
To those he had spoken to previously, people he had gotten to know a little and tested, letters and notes had gone to each one of them, to meet him here at specific times. The anonymousness of the black mask suited him, and he didn't dare take it off while he was on the floor- he'd found out the effects the hard way.
It was recruiting day, and he knew just the kinds of questions to ask the candidates when he unmasked them. Sure, it wasn't the regular method of recruitment, just having an interview, but it was short and sweet; they didn't have the time for lengthy handshakes anymore. It seemed fairly reliable, too, and Reno figured he'd just have to learn how to trust a bit more.
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Exploring with Shion
It's been a while since Reno really got to explore the Tower. So far, he had come across some pretty interesting floors, and barely remembered whizzing pass others. This time, he took Shion with him, leaving it up to the kid whether or not to take the note. They needed to spend some "quality" time together, and he was taking it easy with him, knowing he still had some healing up to do. Man, healing up the long way sucked, and Reno didn't blame Shion for not wanting to stay in bed. The Turk wasn't the best of influences.
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Dorm 5, empty room
Reno was laying on one of the best relaxed, most of his uniform dropped by the side the second he'd gone into the room. One arm rested on his stomach, the other draped haphazardly across his forehead, and he stared up at the ceiling. His hair still felt pretty weird so short, but he could live with it. There were a lot of things he had to live with these days, like not being able to spend as much time with Elena out in the open as he liked.
Elena, Xion, and Shion. They were bright spots in the Tower these days. The ones he wanted to keep close and protect as fiercely as he had wanted to protect the other Turks back home; maybe even more so. Being in the Tower... it had a way of changing people, and that thought led one to another. Rude had said once that Reno had changed, though he had denied it at the time. He had been still too young, too unready to really see what life would dish out to them all.
Slowly, he raised the arm that partially covered his vision, and looked at his hand closely. They seemed the same... but they were a lot more bloody than they used to be, even if the blood was invisible.
"Heh... Rude was right." He spoke quietly, after a long period of silence, flexing each finger one at a time but not really focusing on them. "I've changed."
Floor 82!
When Amelia had first received the note she'd been worried it was another trick from the admins, the last thing she'd received in her mailbox was quite painful enough. But this didn't feel like one of the admins ploys, surely they had other ways of fishing information out of the residents?
What that didn't change was that it felt like a potential trap with entirely too many unknown factors. Funny how that didn't stop her from showing up, taking a second at the stairs to give her equipment a once over. Sure, the safe bet would have been to ignore the note but she didn't feel like she had many secrets worth keeping in the first place. Nothing dangerous anyways. And honestly... she was somewhat curious too.
So come the time mentioned on the note she was present on the floor, an almost regal looking orange and gold mask tied to her belt while she leaned backwards against one of the walls. There was no way to identify anybody who had a mask on, but if her back was to a wall she'd at least be able to see when somebody might be approaching her and keep an eye on most of the floor at once.
Nothing to do now but wait, and she suspected she would not be waiting long.
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"Glad you could make it." The voice was familiar, the same guy who had spoken to her days earlier in the Upper Lounge. Reno gave her a half smile, and shrug. "Didn't think you would show for a minute there."
It was a general greeting, a way to test out the waters before he told her what it was all about. Amelia seemed like a wary enough person, at least, the fact she had her back against the wall wasn't lost on him.
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"I... honestly wasn't sure about this, getting a strange note out of the blue and all. But I was kind of curious who could have sent it, so here I am. I gotta admit, I wasn't expecting it you be you, Cage."
Alright, that confirmed that. There was a short pause as she blinked a couple of times, her head tilted slightly to one side.
"... guess it's true what they said about this floor, because I was just trying to lie about that." At least she knew though, and with his mask off as well that left them both on equal footing, a fact that made her slightly more comfortable with this whole situation.
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It was down to business, now. He tried testing out the floor, too, when he first discovered what it could do, so he didn't really blame her. "Just don't wander too far to the walls, and stay quiet. I got some questions to ask, because you kinda impressed me back there when we met. I'm takin' a big risk here, I don't know ya or anything. But I need people and we don't have time to get cozy. I guess I should tell ya why." He cleared his throat, feeling uncomfortable talking so much, but the truth impulse seemed to want to rectify those little lies he'd told her last time.
"My name's Reno." Odd, though, that he didn't correct her Cage wasn't his name. "I've been in the Tower off and on since March last year. Not a whole lot of people know I'm back, so if you could keep it quiet, that'd be great. Anyway," he ruffled his hair a bit, looking at the floor while he thought on how to word things, "I'm looking for recruits for my team. I wanted to know if I could trust you as an ally."
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The effects of this room were powerful, she knew that. Which also meant she had absolutely no reason not to take everything being said at face value, and the minute he said he was looking for recruits there was a certain... spark in her eyes that wasn't there a second ago. Wasn't hard to guess what this was probably about, although she was going to make sure.
"Well, nice to meet you then Reno. I can assure you my name's still Amelia." There was a slight smile, showing it was all in good fun. "... I'd like to think I could be trusted as an ally, but to be absolutely certain I've got to ask one question before I start answering them. I can't be too careful myself, after all. This is about acting against the admins and not about conquering the world, or resurrecting some ancient evil, or anything along those lines right?"
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"Alright then, I'm interested. You said you had some questions you wanted to ask? Feel free."
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"In the order you asked them, as long as you're fighting against the admins and to protect the people in this Tower?" A brief pause, followed by a slight grin. "Specifically the people in this Tower who aren't trying to kill us, I mean. Then you've got my loyalty. I'd never willingly betray an ally, and I hope to every deity that's listening right now the admins never somehow force me to do so. I'm used to following orders, and living in the Tower has taught me to keep a low profile about certain things. This sounds like one of them."
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For the second time in her life she'd fallen in with a group facing seemingly impossible odds with the fate of countless hanging in the balance. And maybe, in hindsight, the fact the first feeling that came to mind was just a hint of nostalgia probably should have been a sign she'd been through a little too much for someone her age.
"Understood. I'll give it everything I've got."
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