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[ladyliberty]

Characters: Amelia and open
Setting: Various floors, early December
Format: I'll match you!
Summary: Amelia tries to occupy herself now that there is no food
Warnings: GIANT FISH ATTACK. Character almost death.



[Floor 62]

[Three days of starvation when all the carnival food went rotten, and now nutrition bars? Completely unacceptable. Apparently if you want anything done right in this tower, you have to do it yourself. She's a little squeamish about hunting fuzzy animals, but she has no such qualms about fish, so she's taken to the ocean on floor 62. Of course, she doesn't have a fishing rod, but that's not a problem; she flies low above the water, trying to spot a nice, juicy looking fish beneath the surface. Occasionally she dives down and attempts to snatch one up in her hands.]



[Floor 40]

[Anyone entering this floor probably won't see her intially, but the rustling of cardboard will give her away-- she's up in the stacks and shelves, rifling through the boxes to see if anyone's left anything worth scavenging. Specifically, she's looking for sports balls. She's actually landing in some of the larger boxes; hopefully she won't cause an avalanche.]



[Floor 14]

[Amelia spends a lot of time on this floor, snuggled up in blankets she's brought down from the dormitory, playing video games or watching a movie. Company is very welcome!]

Comments

[Floor 14]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[This floor was not one that Veronica traveled to often, but she kind of needed to see more places after the carnival stuff.

She wasn't surprised to find someone here, though the blankets were a bit much.]

Uh... m-making yourself c-comfortable?

[Floor 14]

[ladyliberty]

[Amelia looks up-- briefly-- at the new voice, before turning her attention back to her game.] Oh, hey Veronica. You wanna play me?

((I'm assuming they've gotten a bit more used to each other the past few weeks?))

[stitchedupbodyguard]

((Yeah, more or less))

[She... wasn't sure what to say to that.]

Uh... s-sure?

[ladyliberty]

Have a seat. [She gestures toward the spot next to her on the couch. Sorry, you can't have her blankets.] Do you know how to play?

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Meh, Veronica scoffs at your soft blankets and stuff. She's content to-Oh, who are we kidding? That's mean.

But she sits down anyways.]

I... think so. Never played that many games though.

[ladyliberty]

Maybe I'll go easy on you the first time.

Floor 62

[idkworldruler]

[So, it was winter and it was cold. Ad he was huddled in his usual track suit. What else could he do besides go out and look for trouble in the Tower's wilderness simulations? Very poorly constructed simulations if one were to ask him. But close enough to the real thing that most seem to like them. Though after sighting his first Wendigo in one he wasn't positive he would really enjoy any trips into one.

Still, here he was, freezing his tail off. Ad here he was starting to try and sneak up on the blond after spotting her. This was mainly do to curiosity as to what she was doing, though.]

[ladyliberty]

[It's a little hard to sneak up on someone who's in the air, don't you think? Still, Amelia is pretty focused on her fishing, so she doesn't notice him just yet.]

[idkworldruler]

[No, not for him, he's to awesome. So he will continue being sneaky sneaky up until he calls out.]

Whatcha doin'?

[ladyliberty]

Oh! [Amelia looks up and waves when she sees the familiar face.] I'm trying to catch some decent dinner.

[idkworldruler]

In this weather? You'll catch your death out here kid! [Doesn't she know that there's more than ice and snow that wanders around here?] What are you trying to get anyway?

[regenleif]

[Capell liked the open floors of the tower. The ones that looked like they weren't inside, where it was like being free in meadows or forests or beaches. It was an illusion he knew, more of an illusion since nothing was real here, but it helped stave off the feeling of imprisonment a little. Capell had never done well in enclosed spaces.

He was lost in thought when he saw the woman flying above the waves. Of course he has seen a lot since he came here, but he is still surprised, and quite impressed.] Fancy grabbing one for me?

[ladyliberty]

[Amelia takes her attention off the water for a moment to see who's addressing her, and-- wow, he's really cute. She gives him a wry smile and a little wave.]

Oh, any time. But this isn't quite as easy as I make it look, you know?

[regenleif]

[He waves and smiles back] There is no hope for me then, because I can't even hope to fly like you can.

I rolled a one oh my god

[ladyliberty]

Well everyone can't be this awesome, or the world would explode. [Ok now she definitely has to catch a fish!! Not that feeding her face isn't priority one, but impressing cute boys is a close second.

This would be a lot easier if she were actually a bird.

Still! She's done this before, she can do it again. She skims down close to the water, trying to spot a flash of silver beneath the surface.

The fish spots her first. Huge and full of rows of sharp teeth, it lunges at Amelia and drags her into the water with a strangled scream.]

grins

[regenleif]

[He grinned and watched as she dived down again, only for that grin to turn into a look of horror as the fish grabbed her.

Without thinking he dropped his bag and flute, slipped off his cloak and shoes and ran into the water.

Of course now he was here he had to actually rescue her, why did these things always fall to Capell? Luckily he hadn't been in armour, but swimming with a sword is still hard, he dove after her and the fish though, arms swinging to try and knock away any other fish monsters that might come for them.]

floor 14

[colonial]

[America is in a more fitting winter outfit than his usual nightgowns--this one has pants and shoes and everything, although he doesn't really like the socks and shoes. He's always been drawn to the technology of the Tower, finding it fascinating even if he didn't really understand it, and today was no different. He popped up in front of Amelia with obvious curiosity.]

What're you doing?

[ladyliberty]

Oh, hey kiddo! [Pausing the game, of course, before she died.] Playing games. You wanna watch?

[colonial]

[America's eyes light up at the proposition--games were one of his favorite things to watch (and occasionally attempt to play). With his usual sense of personal space--which is to say none--he scrambles up next to Amelia and partway under the blankets.]

Yeah! What's the game?

[ladyliberty]

[She isn't bothered by his invasion of her personal space-- unless he's sticky or snotty, in which case gross. But he's warm besides. She settles herself into the new arrangement and un-pauses the game.]

It's a racing car game. You have to beat all the other cars and try not to crash.

floor 62

[bydefacto]

[Sealand likes coming to this floor; the ocean reminds him of his seafort back home, so he comes to hang out at the beach fairly often. Never before has he seen a teenager flying over the ocean before though. He grins when he realises who it is.]

Hey! Amelia! [Waving over at her.]

[ladyliberty]

Hey Sealand! [She waves back cheerfully.] How's it going?

[bydefacto]

I'm okay! [He watches her from the shore, waves brushing up against his shoes.] What are you doing?

[ladyliberty]

Catching myself some real food! I'm starving.

[bydefacto]

Oh, fish?! Can I have one too?

[Also starving for real food.]