ainohenshin: (looking off)
Kuwabara Kazuma ([personal profile] ainohenshin) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2014-01-22 11:42 pm

as we move forward

Characters: Ishtar [personal profile] xroyal_bratx, Kazuma Kuwabara [personal profile] ainohenshin, Tear Grants [personal profile] melodyoftheabyss & everyone (CATCH IT ALL LOG!)
Setting: Various Locations and days in the tower. Feel free to choose your location day and I’ll play by it!
Format: Either (you pick I follow)
Summary: All three characters are out and about the Tower doing their own thing, so feel free to approach them as you see fit. It can be for talking, chatting up, harassing or even sparring. It’s an open log!
Warning: No Warnings right now

[ Tear was out an about doing her usual rounds. The places she usually ventures are: Cafeteria for food, or to make food, the meadows to pick flowers, the cemetery to place flowers on the graves of her friends that have disappeared, and the Gothic Cathedral so she could sing her heart out and sometimes feel comfortable in it. The cathedral reminded her of Daath’s Cathedral and she very much missed the small things of her world.

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[ Ishtar was prancing around all over the tower, trying to find more meaningful things to do with her time while not being latched to her husband day and night. Ishtar could be seen around the Cafeteria, the meadows, or even the forestry areas of the tower. Occasionally she ventured here and there to the clinic. She was eager to help others heal and she would also like to test how well she had gotten with her magical abilities.

On top of that, she was hoping to meet some new people. ]


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[ Kuwabara spent a lot of his time in the multimedia room, playing video games when he got a chance and other things when he did not have much to do. As of right now, he was skeptical about everything, being a bit out of the loop for the time being, he’s not sure what to do. Kuwabara could be see wandering the hallways throughout the day and in the multimedia room playing video games at night. If he wasn’t there, then the teenager was up and about trying to figure out what to do with his time here and who he could trust.

On top of that, the whole real powers thing got him. He had to think about it for a long time and he still hadn’t taken the substance yet.
neverbeamemory: (Not Impressed)

Sounds good!

[personal profile] neverbeamemory 2014-01-25 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's been an eventful day so far for Sephiroth in terms of his powers. One of those mornings where he'd thought, fleetingly that the transition might be over - that he felt more whole again than he had since coming to the Tower in the first place. This was how it was supposed to feel.

Until he'd come back from his morning shower and the cold air suddenly crashed through his awareness as he'd gotten dry and dressed again. Since then, today has been an exercise in keeping warm; even though, occasionally his powers spark awake for a few moments, and then dull back down again.

Sip. Sip. Si-

Sephiroth froze still as Kuwabara placed himself directly opposite him at the table. As grilled sandwich is pushed his way, a slightly duller-than-usual shining gaze of green is instantly raised to the one who just pushed something past the boundary of his personal space.

Unblinking, Sephiroth eyes Kuwabara suspiciously. Reading entirely too much into the brief grin expressed.]


Keep it to yourself. It's all the same regardless.
neverbeamemory: (Not Impressed)

[personal profile] neverbeamemory 2014-01-26 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm fine.

[And he's back to eyeing at the plate of grilled -what was that, cheese?- sandwich on the plate. It's almost insulting that this individual even came to suggest anything to him at all, as if Sephiroth wasn't perfectly capable of fixing something like that for himself if he wanted to.

Which he didn't. Which is why he's glad that his extended silence probably prompted Kuwabara to take the sandwich for himself. Meantime, Sephiroth watches, idly stirring his soup with the spoon. Keeping an eye also behind this unexpected company.]
neverbeamemory: (Not Impressed)

[personal profile] neverbeamemory 2014-01-28 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[So what, did this teenager think he was a newbie or something? Sephiroth rests his gaze back on the younger man across from him and his eyebrows lower and furrow together a little in the middle. He scoops up the next spoonful of soup slowly and gently, highly controlled, starts to blow on it.

Silver bangs hanging either side of the bowl, pretty much.]


I've been here long enough. Only I don't have a need to come down to his floor very often.

[A certain memory of trying to man the Cafeteria with the workers, with only wings for arms, pricks at his conscious recollection. Sephiroth's mouth twitches with what would be a scowl, before he banishes that along with the memory.]
neverbeamemory: (Pondering)

[personal profile] neverbeamemory 2014-01-30 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sorry Kuwabara, perhaps it's a symptom of having spent too long in this place majorly in the company of no one other than himself and his thoughts that is starting to apply the dark-tinted glasses to everyone that even tries to break the ice.

He wasn't sociable by any means when he first arrived in the Tower - and it's been very much a downward spiral.]


Too long.

[That's all that he'll say on the matter. Maybe if he keeps it short it won't rub quite so much salt into the insult.]

It makes for the best floor to watch everyone else, it seems. Everyone has to come this way.

[-Another sip of soup.]
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[personal profile] neverbeamemory 2014-02-02 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[The longer that this teenager will sit there and continue to do just that, the more that the threat level the man opposite him exudes will reduce. Though Sephiroth may then start to consider what would be Kuwabara's reasons for sticking around.

Trust is impossible.]


No more creepy than the fact that privacy here is as much of an illusion as the Glamour is.
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[personal profile] neverbeamemory 2014-02-07 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sephiroth doesn't care for video games. Or any other mind-numbing distraction that the Tower might provide for that matter. He wanted the edge of the intensity of this place taken off for a while, he'd usually just grab a book.]

Not really.

[But then Sephiroth has been here a long time.]
neverbeamemory: (Intrigued)

[personal profile] neverbeamemory 2014-02-11 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
It takes a bit of getting used to, but it's better to know the truth.

[However the internal consequences multiply with regard to Sephiroth not having a body of his own.

Sure he had his outburst over it at the first Glamour drop, but like everything in this place, to survive there has to be a certain amount of swallowing the nasty medicine and moving on. He could not allow even this to break him.]


Just souls in cages.
neverbeamemory: ((General) Considering)

[personal profile] neverbeamemory 2014-02-15 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's not right. Sephiroth doesn't bother to correct the teen's grammar - what's the point in the end? But what a euphemistic way of putting it. Sephiroth cannot put into words how downright unacceptable this whole situation is for him. Nothing has changed much in this regard in the 15 cycles he's spent here so far - only his bitterness regarding it has multiplied tenfold.]

But was it worth the countdown that we are now all bound by?

[He muses, but it's posed as a question.

Sephiroth has never held any friendships, and so remains with nothing to lose.]
neverbeamemory: (Not Impressed)

[personal profile] neverbeamemory 2014-02-19 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
At the very least I suppose there could be value in knowing the truth before our existences end.

[He takes another spoonful of soup slowly, not spilling even a drop.

Repressing a shudder, Sephiroth grumbles lowly under his breath.]
neverbeamemory: (Half-life)

[personal profile] neverbeamemory 2014-02-22 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
Indeed, if there is any truth in what we are led to believe.

[In truth, Sephiroth doesn't like to think about it either - but the possibility of this outcome cannot be ignored.

Complete and utter defeat lingers on the horizon, for him.]