SHINJI MATOU 【Ｆａｔｅ／ＥＸＴＲＡ】 (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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towerofanimus2013-10-18 07:12 pm
looselips) wrote in towerofanimus2013-10-18 07:12 pm
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Characters: Shinji Matou & OPEN
Setting: Floor 3 & Floor 83
Format: Brackets preferred
Summary: Browsing books and clothes.
Warnings: The clothes on Floor 83 are kind of gross, yo.
I. Floor 3
[It's not odd to see Shinji in the library. For whatever his faults, he's book smart and likes learning, and he doesn't usually do anything to draw attention to himself besides reading things that seem like they should be a bit too complex for his age. Today, however, he's conspicuously hidden, trying to obscure whatever he's looking at by surrounding himself with stacks of thick books discussing his usual interests.]
[The book he's paging through is nothing that should be illicit; it's a tome from the library in his own home, he realizes, old and tattered and filled with handwritten notes in handwriting that comes from several people. The oldest parts of the book are so faded that they're difficult to read. This is something he's wanted—something filled with information on old world magecraft from before the Great Collapse—and yet he finds himself embarrassed as he browses through it.]
[It's probably something to do with the fact that, as he browses through it, he pays more attention to the names and dates written inside it than he does anything else. Sure, he's never really known any family outside of his mom, but why should that matter?]
II. Floor 83
[It's been months since Shinji has arrived in the Tower, and he's a growing child. So, it's not really surprising that he's starting to outgrow his clothes.]
[Naturally, he hasn't actually brought the issue up to anyone, stubbornly trying be independent. So, presently, he's squinting suspiciously at the clothes on Floor 83. He has examined them, and they don't look like they're anything dangerous, but...]
[Eventually, he decides to take a chance. He tries on a pair of socks. What he expects, if anything, is to have the cloth try to bite his feet off, or maybe to constrict so violently that his bones are crushed. What he gets instead is the feeling of having inserted his foot into the body of a live bird.]
[Squawking in a far more literal sense than normal, he scrambles to tear them off his feet, half-intentionally hurling them away from himself as he does so.]
Setting: Floor 3 & Floor 83
Format: Brackets preferred
Summary: Browsing books and clothes.
Warnings: The clothes on Floor 83 are kind of gross, yo.
I. Floor 3
[It's not odd to see Shinji in the library. For whatever his faults, he's book smart and likes learning, and he doesn't usually do anything to draw attention to himself besides reading things that seem like they should be a bit too complex for his age. Today, however, he's conspicuously hidden, trying to obscure whatever he's looking at by surrounding himself with stacks of thick books discussing his usual interests.]
[The book he's paging through is nothing that should be illicit; it's a tome from the library in his own home, he realizes, old and tattered and filled with handwritten notes in handwriting that comes from several people. The oldest parts of the book are so faded that they're difficult to read. This is something he's wanted—something filled with information on old world magecraft from before the Great Collapse—and yet he finds himself embarrassed as he browses through it.]
[It's probably something to do with the fact that, as he browses through it, he pays more attention to the names and dates written inside it than he does anything else. Sure, he's never really known any family outside of his mom, but why should that matter?]
II. Floor 83
[It's been months since Shinji has arrived in the Tower, and he's a growing child. So, it's not really surprising that he's starting to outgrow his clothes.]
[Naturally, he hasn't actually brought the issue up to anyone, stubbornly trying be independent. So, presently, he's squinting suspiciously at the clothes on Floor 83. He has examined them, and they don't look like they're anything dangerous, but...]
[Eventually, he decides to take a chance. He tries on a pair of socks. What he expects, if anything, is to have the cloth try to bite his feet off, or maybe to constrict so violently that his bones are crushed. What he gets instead is the feeling of having inserted his foot into the body of a live bird.]
[Squawking in a far more literal sense than normal, he scrambles to tear them off his feet, half-intentionally hurling them away from himself as he does so.]
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[He's not going to fetch for you, Lancer.]
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Holy shit!
[He drops the outfit. Maybe he should read Diarmuid's Tower guide more, because this floor doesn't seem like a pleasant one.]
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Get it now?
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[He stares at the outfits.]
...I think we should get off this floor.
[He gets a bit twitchy in spite of himself. This reminds him too much of last Halloween.]
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We'll probably be fine, so long as we don't put anything on. [Then, because the opening is obvious and he can't resist giving Lancer a hard time:] What, are you scared? Some hero.
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[Even as he says this, he starts to slip into that fox fur coat again, just to spite Shinji. It's disgusting, but he's sure he can wear it for a few seconds.]
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[He jumps a little when he realizes what Lancer is doing.]
What are you doing, you moron?!
WHAT DOES THE FOX SAY?
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Uh...kid? You still here?
[Fuck. That was stupid of him. He's never putting anything from this floor on again.]
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Are you okay? [Then, quickly, he corrects himself with:] —I mean, you're not going to try to rip my throat out or anything, are you?
[HE DOESN'T TRUST THE MIND-ALTERING PART TO BE HARMLESS, OKAY.]
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[He grunts and shakes his head.]
At least, not right now.
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[He rubs his nose, remembering the last time Shinji bit him.]