In which the entire tower collectively goes OH SHIT

[tempustemporum]

Characters: The entire tower. PARTY POST.
Setting: Take a wild guess.
Format: Either or.
Summary: The tower has been reduced to one room, and it's chock full of monsters. Who you gonna call?
Warnings: Lots, the least of which being language...


[Well, ladies and gentlemen, shit dun hit the fan.]

[The tower has been condensed to one room with pretty much nothing in it. This post? Do whatever in it. General reactions. Go. ...As for Ienzo, he's just kind of sitting in the corner, head in his hands.]

Comments

[uprisings]

[...hmm )8 She's so... guilty... He really wish he could just reach over and tell her to stop it, but he knows that's not how it works. So he just... sighs faintly, shakes his head a little]

I think uh... probably that is, his decision to, make. Don't you, think...?

[lethechained]

[Her eyes drift up toward him and she blinks, looking momentarily surprised. It fades into a thoughtful look fairly quickly, and finally, she nods, but she still looks hesitant.]

You're right. It is. [Now, if only he'd make the sensible one instead of the nice one.]

[uprisings]

[Das okay. Hesitance is okay. At least she nodded. That is a good step]

So uh... maybe it is okay, and... not a, bad thing. If he, makes that decision, again.

[lethechained]

....

[She feels knows she should object, and yet--]

... Maybe. If that's really what he wants.

[uprisings]

[NON, CHILD. YOU WILL LEARN TO BE cONFIDENT IF IT KILLS HIM]

I uh... don't know why he, wouldn't. Seeing how... he was your, friend, in the past.

[lethechained]

[IS SHE GOING TO HAVE TO TAKE ON STAIRS UNTIL SHE IS cONFIDENT?]

[It's a happy thought, and the edges of her lips quirk upwards despite her misgivings, and her voice is a bit lighter even when she says,] He knew it wasn't true that we were old friends, and he still treated me well, but... it would be a different situation if we really got the chance to speak again, now that he doesn't remember anything about me. I did get to see him, before I was brought to the tower, and I was so glad that I could, but-- there was no time to talk. I don't know what would have happened if there had been. [Light headshake, followed by a small pause. She tells herself not to hope, because she knows better, but still,] It is true that he's very kind. He always makes so many friends wherever he goes. [So maybe...!]

[uprisings]

[WE WILL DO WHATEVER IS NECESSARY. STAIRS MAY BE A LAST RESORT!!!!]

[Good good, all of these things are good]

He sounds like, a very good person... to know. I bet, you'll see him, again, once you get back to... your world.

[lethechained]

[GOOD, BECAUSE SHE IS A TWIG AND THE STAIRS MIGHT KICK HER BEHIND, JUST SAYING.]

He is. [The quiet little smile on her face seems to agree with that.] I... really hope so. [She can't quite avoid thinking of that nightmare realm and its terrible vision of the future, though, and that kind of takes the energy out of her smile.]

[uprisings]

[TIS OKAY NAMINE, THE STAIRS KICK EVERYONE'S BEHIND EVENTUALLY]

[...oh dear. Silence for a second... Unsure why her smile would dim like that. THEY WERE DOING SO GOOD...]

Do you, think that there. Would there be a reason, why you wouldn't...?

[lethechained]

[IT KEEPS HAPPENING]

[THEY WERE but the KH kids can't have nice things ever, especially the blonde ones.]

... Well--... [Besides that she'd probably no longer be her? In a way, she'd still get to see him, but it's not quite the same thing.] ... I know I shouldn't pay attention to things like that, but... do you remember those worlds some of us were sent to a while back? When they said they were going to send us home?

[uprisings]

[LSDFLKJ]

Yes, I uh... heard about it. [But wasn't pulled... His voice gets a touch darker here. Being reminded he still hasn't really got any clue who's been fucking with them is... never nice]

[lethechained]

[She's glad he only heard instead of experiencing it, but it hardly shows as she exhales in an attempt to steel herself for the rest of her answer.]

I was one of the people who was trapped. In my world, he--... [she can't quite say the word, so, instead,] ... was gone.