towerofanimus | (no subject)

Characters: Anyone and everyone
Setting: Cafeteria, Noon, Nov 7th
Format: Anything
Summary: A party/discussion mingle after calling a meeting of the residents.
Warnings: tba

The anonymous post on the network was an invitation to gather, discuss and share information. Maybe they would get incredibly lucky and get to the bottom of things, such as who was behind the bombings or the strange things that went on during Quarantine.

Someone has been at work down here in the dining hall, moving the tables around to create a space in the middle in case people felt like dancing. Most of the chairs are around the outside and facing the middle, for everyone to see each other better. There was another space and some chairs for musicians, and a couple of the larger tables were set up with a large buffet of normal cafeteria food (because Zo wasn't likely to poison them) and resident prepared dishes, both clearly marked.

Of course, there was always the oatmeal.

[ooc: Feel free to make your own threads and subthreads!]

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When I was down there, we found a room, a recovery ward, with forty beds. Unfortunately, we attracted Ruana's attention, and...we played a game. Each of us would choose a bed, and we would see a vision where we suffered exactly as the child whose bed it belonged to did.

Attracted her attention? Should she not have been asleep at the time?

Well...she was awake just prior to her month before... And she did sound as if she had just woken. But we only heard her, not saw her. She can...she called it sleepwalking. She can project herself as she sleeps.

I know. There was....

[She hesitates in speaking, if only because this is the one memory she has that makes her truly grateful to Ruana. Something Arturia has kept close to herself, but knows she can't any longer. Not while there are things to do.]

A few months ago, I awoke in Ruana's rooms while she was sleeping and found myself unable to move. I do not know if this was intentional or not, but she spoke to me, asked me to keep her company that night. She took my hand and....

[Stop hesitating!]

We went to watch worlds together. Many worlds, offshoots of my own, outcomes that could have but never happened, worlds where people I knew weren't born or a coin was flipped differently or a wind on a sail was more favorable, things like that. The smallest change causing larger consequences down the line. It was.... strange at the time, as if I were dreaming and Ruana herself did not speak much but I got the impression she was sleepy as well. No one noticed we were watching them in their worlds and when we were done I found myself walking in the hallway I'd been in moments before waking in her rooms.