2nd Pulse~ |Event| No place like...

[raindownthesky]

Characters: Fang & Open
Setting: Throughout the Tower during the Event
Format: 2x Action. To be updated throughout the event.
Summary: Fang finds the note, and starts to think that a candy hunt may not be such a bad idea.
Warnings: Language, candy abstaining consequences, violence???



October 20th. Floor 1~

[The feeling had started welling inside her since she came back from the cafeteria. At least tonight it was something pumpkin flavored instead of that horrid mush she had her first night here.

As she approaches her room, the feeling grows, and eventually begins to freeze in the pit of her stomach. Ice claws gnawed at her gut as she opened the door, eyes tracing over the note on her bed.

Another one? She picks it up and reads slowly. Candy? What was this about?

Clicking her tongue, she throws the note back onto her bed and walks back out of her room, looking up and down the hallway to see if she could possibly find the offender. Shaking her head, she stands in the hall, trying to figure out what exactly she should do. A thought comes to her then, that makes her feet begin to take her away from her room. She should start looking around. For what? She doesn't really know just yet, but she's beginning to get a sweet tooth.]



October 21. Floor 5~

[Gone. All of it is gone. This has to be a dream, but it seems like no matter how much she tries, she can't pinch herself awake. She shudders, biting her lip.]

Steady...it's just like before. Except...worse. [She takes a deep breath before looking towards the desolate image of her home. Dust, rust, and crackled earth painted the horizon as she peered further into the viewfinder at the colorless graveyard of buildings and rotted plants. She had been searching, trying to find something to keep her occupied. If she was going to be stuck in this tower, she may as well find out what's there. This isn't what she had hoped for. Eventually, she feels a tear run down her cheek, and her eyes glaze over. Had she known it was just a trick, she would be less likely to lower her guard. ]

October 22. Floor 1~
October 23. Floor 99~

Comments

[raindownthesky]

This place just keeps sounding more and more like Paradise.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

It does, doesn't it.

[Veronica sighed and shook her head.]

You shouldn't lose hope. We're all working on a way to get out of here and make things right.

[raindownthesky]

[It then dawns on her. She remembers the conversation that she had with Patrick.]

Say...Where can I find the people that are looking into these sorts of things? I'd like to help out...

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Wah?

Oh, right. Uh, they're kind of everywhere. There's this guy named Enoch that you could go find, he's sort of the leader.

... Or you could find a guy named Mitchell Dominic. He's doing things too.

[raindownthesky]

[She makes a mental note of these names. She would have to call out for them on those terminals around the tower.]

What exactly are they doing?

[stitchedupbodyguard]

They're both trying to fight against the tower admins. Enoch leads the biggest rebellion, and Mitchell is doing more covert operations.

[And she's the only one he's got.]

[raindownthesky]

[She rests her fingers on her chin in thought, weighing her options.]

I wonder if I could switch between...

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[She shrugs.]

Probably. Wouldn't hurt to get a full scope of the "resistance".

[raindownthesky]

[She's decided. Besides, it was going to be a good way to keep her occupied. She wasn't one to just sit around and be complacent. She's done this before anyways; overthrowing a major operation.]

Count me in.