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towerofanimus2013-10-10 08:07 am
stitchedupbodyguard) wrote in towerofanimus2013-10-10 08:07 am
Got a gift from a friend
Characters: Veronica and whoever
Setting: Room 1-17, anywhere else
Format: action brackets, will follow
Summary: Veronica discovers her first regain
Warnings: Usual tower warnings
Room 1-17
[The thing about being trapped in your room for five days was that you had to go back eventually. Veronica hadn't seen any odd things in the room since being freed, but still that was just another reason to stay away.
But here Veronica was, back in the dorms once again, sitting on her new bed. At the very least, the room had been fixed and all the debris had been cleared away. Having been struck with a thought, she hurried to her trunk to check if everything was still there.
She flipped the lid and peered inside. Everything seemed to be intact, the grenades were still there, the first aid pack was still full, and the necklace was....
Veronica froze. Reaching down with shaky hands, she lifted the necklace out of the trunk, handling it as delicately as humanly possible. It was a crystal fluorite necklace, simple in design but quite pretty. She just... sat there, holding it in her hands, staring down at it with a mixture of confusion and despair.
How could it be here? It had been destroyed.
Veronica shook violently, holding it close.]
Elsewhere
[Eventually, Veronica decided she needed air. So, with necklace in her pocket, Veronica wandered off into the tower. What the Frankenstein girl might be doing will vary from floor to floor, but in general she'll be acting very distracted and depressed. Every so often she'll stop and reach into her pocket, seemingly checking for something before continuing on.]
Setting: Room 1-17, anywhere else
Format: action brackets, will follow
Summary: Veronica discovers her first regain
Warnings: Usual tower warnings
Room 1-17
[The thing about being trapped in your room for five days was that you had to go back eventually. Veronica hadn't seen any odd things in the room since being freed, but still that was just another reason to stay away.
But here Veronica was, back in the dorms once again, sitting on her new bed. At the very least, the room had been fixed and all the debris had been cleared away. Having been struck with a thought, she hurried to her trunk to check if everything was still there.
She flipped the lid and peered inside. Everything seemed to be intact, the grenades were still there, the first aid pack was still full, and the necklace was....
Veronica froze. Reaching down with shaky hands, she lifted the necklace out of the trunk, handling it as delicately as humanly possible. It was a crystal fluorite necklace, simple in design but quite pretty. She just... sat there, holding it in her hands, staring down at it with a mixture of confusion and despair.
How could it be here? It had been destroyed.
Veronica shook violently, holding it close.]
Elsewhere
[Eventually, Veronica decided she needed air. So, with necklace in her pocket, Veronica wandered off into the tower. What the Frankenstein girl might be doing will vary from floor to floor, but in general she'll be acting very distracted and depressed. Every so often she'll stop and reach into her pocket, seemingly checking for something before continuing on.]
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Well, I did oddly enough. It's a thing that I had back home.
no subject
Really? What is it?
no subject
I-It's a crystal flourite n-necklace. A friend back home gave it to me.
....She's dead now.
no subject
[That doesn't seem too terribly interesting, though Nue does put her face close to it when it's revealed. Then, she sniffs it. It doesn't seem to be anything special, so she finally pulls back and gives Veronica some space.]
Well, if you believe the people in charge here, all our friends are dead.
[It's not a particularly gentle declaration, though from her tone, it sounds like Nue might not believe them herself.]