Shirou Emiya @ Eachdraidh (
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Characters: Shirou Emiya and you
Setting: Room 01-12, Dorm Floors, Floor 1, Open
Format: Actionspam
Summary: Waking up and exploring.
Warnings: Dumbness, SHOUNEN etc.
[Room 01-12]
[He had been reading the letter. Well, to be exact, reading and re-reading it. Were it not for the fact that he was attuned to Weird Shits™, he might've had a worse freakout compared to his current silent reaction. Those who were in his room when would notice that the first thing he did after his sleep paralysis disappeared was to check the trunk he was provided with. Or he could've conversed with you, but either ways that was how he got to reading his letter.]
...This, isn't a joke, is it...?
[Unfortunately, you are now saddled with the task of explaining things to him, or don't. It's all up to you.]
[Dorm Floors]
[That mess in his room over and done with, Shirou now takes to exploring the tower, or at least, the area he could reach without getting lost. Which is why he's now around the dorm area, looking apprehensive at everything around him and still having a confused look on his face. If you happen to run into him here, don't be surprised if he starts asking questions at you. Or...]
...Oh, er, sorry, I wasn't looking back there.
[He might've just bumped into you.]
[Floor 1]
[Like any other new residents, Shirou was forced to eat that... thing everyone dreads eating the first time around. Though, he's done with it surprisingly quick as after finishing it, the first thing he does is to hit the kitchen. Those around the area would find him coming out later with whatever meal that could be cooked with this week's ingredients, and him eating it. While he doesn't grumble, you can definitely hear him saying something like-]
At the very least they could've given us something edible to start us off.
[Open]
{Want to meet him somewhere else? Just throw me a floor number and scenario and we're good to go!]
Setting: Room 01-12, Dorm Floors, Floor 1, Open
Format: Actionspam
Summary: Waking up and exploring.
Warnings: Dumbness, SHOUNEN etc.
[Room 01-12]
[He had been reading the letter. Well, to be exact, reading and re-reading it. Were it not for the fact that he was attuned to Weird Shits™, he might've had a worse freakout compared to his current silent reaction. Those who were in his room when would notice that the first thing he did after his sleep paralysis disappeared was to check the trunk he was provided with. Or he could've conversed with you, but either ways that was how he got to reading his letter.]
...This, isn't a joke, is it...?
[Unfortunately, you are now saddled with the task of explaining things to him, or don't. It's all up to you.]
[Dorm Floors]
[That mess in his room over and done with, Shirou now takes to exploring the tower, or at least, the area he could reach without getting lost. Which is why he's now around the dorm area, looking apprehensive at everything around him and still having a confused look on his face. If you happen to run into him here, don't be surprised if he starts asking questions at you. Or...]
...Oh, er, sorry, I wasn't looking back there.
[He might've just bumped into you.]
[Floor 1]
[Like any other new residents, Shirou was forced to eat that... thing everyone dreads eating the first time around. Though, he's done with it surprisingly quick as after finishing it, the first thing he does is to hit the kitchen. Those around the area would find him coming out later with whatever meal that could be cooked with this week's ingredients, and him eating it. While he doesn't grumble, you can definitely hear him saying something like-]
At the very least they could've given us something edible to start us off.
[Open]
{Want to meet him somewhere else? Just throw me a floor number and scenario and we're good to go!]
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Did you just get here?
[casually dodging the question]
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[Evasive man, isn't he? This is just great, really.]
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Welcome to our little slice of hell. My name's Waver Velvet; I'm a magus of the Association, if that means much of anything to you.
[He'd at least assumed they were from a similar world, given Avenger being...Avenger.]
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[...that's odd, didn't that guy said something about everything= being dead...?]
At least there's someone from back home, here.
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[Sorry, but you're talking at 'lost boy' extraordinaire here.]
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There are endless parallel worlds with equally endless iterations of individuals like you and myself. I know for a fact there's another Waver Velvet in this tower alone, for example. So while our worlds are similar enough to share the existence of a Mage's Association and presumably a Clock Tower, there's no chance we come from the same exact world.
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And it sucked.]
...Aah, I see.
[As if his survivor guilt was bad enough already.]
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[Beat.]
Thanks, Velvet-san.
[once a japanese, always a japanese.]
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[Beat.]
...I'm aware this is kind of a longshot, but you're not from Fuyuki, are you?
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[Which is just peachy, really, considering there's none of it left now.]
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...Do me a favor and hold up your right hand, would you?
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Unfortunately, it does have the markings of a Command Seal. Fortunately, it's inactive since he's not contracted to anyone in this place.]
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Which war were you in? You don't look or sound like you're from too far in the past, so I'm sure one of the early ones is out of the question...then again it's unlikely to have been the Fourth unless there's more Second Magic I don't know abou--
[Waver stopped abruptly once he'd reached the other obvious conclusion aside for parallel world hijinks, looking to Shirou like he'd just received some terrible news.]
Do not tell me there was a Fifth.
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There was a Fifth.
[That wasn't so hard.]
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[Waver pressed a hand to his face in blatant exasperation, muttering to himself for a minute.]
What the hell was that world's version of me doing, fucking around with Eskardos or something? Christ, I can't even rely on myself to do something right...
[He turned his attention back to Shirou, and oh boy if looks could kill.]
How long did it take? After the Fourth, I mean--how long was it in between the two?
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[Ten years, meaning nobody had really the time to even prepare to be Masters and such.]
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[THANKS FOR MAKING HIS DAY WORSE, SHIROU.]
[Dare you ask any of the myriad questions his weird as hell acting or current muttering to himself has raised?]
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[This is Shirou we're talking about so of course he's going to ask.]
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At least I was before all this shit- [Frustrated, he waved a hand in the air to indicate the Tower] -decided to happen. Every bit of data I collected was pointing to something not entirely right, like it was preparing to start early. My plans had been to go straight to Fuyuki in winter and throw as many wrenches into the thing as I could, so to speak.
Looks like I--or at least the Waver Velvet of your world--either fucked up, missed the memo, or died in the previous war. And I'm not too sure which of those pisses me off the most.
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...I thought dismantling the Grail War was the last thing on the Association's mind.
[Even if he doesn't know the truth behind the Grail, it's pretty clear Magi really views it as one despite it spewing
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[shirou does this guy really line up with your idea of the association at all]
[he's wearing sunglasses on his head for fuck's sake]
[you should re-evaluate things asap]
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[.......................just don't ask how he got acquainted with it personally.]
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Wait...you're not saying you were actually there when everything went goddamned mental at the end, were you?
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