normal life

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Characters: Veronica and open!
Setting: Dorm floors, 90, 74, and 39
Format: Anything!
Summary: Veronica's going about her business.
Warnings: Usual tower things

Dorms

[How long had it been since they plugged themselves into that machine and ended up in that... place? What could it even be called anything other than that?

It didn't matter regardless, she had gotten out of it unscathed. Well, moderately unscathed. Her strength had been returning quite slowly. It bothered her to no end, but that's how it is sometimes.

She poked her head out through her room's door, eyeing the hallways beyond. Slowly, the bodyguard stepped out, dressed in different attire than usual, though minus the gas mask. She might as well do some patrolling, since Rick was more than likely feeling weak. And this'll be a good chance to try her new outfit.]

Floor 90

[This floor was one that Veronica frequented for a few reasons. She'd found this floor the first time she arrived and, despite the mermaid monsters, she found it to be quite pleasant.

So she sat on the sand, watching the water slowly go towards and away from the sand.

And then she disappears. As in, she blinks out of existence. She'll be back in a minute though.]

Floor 74

[This wasn't a floor that Veronica went to very often, but she was feeling adventurous despite her weakened state. Still dressed in her new suit, blades at the ready, she made her way through the shimmering caverns, her eyes adjusting to the dark quite easily.

Of course, there were creepers everywhere now. And one exploded behind her.

she can handle this of course.]

Floor 39

[Veronica's going to be at the gym for a while, using the workout equipment that hasn't already been destroyed to try and build some muscle. Even if she was feeling weaker, that didn't mean she should sit around and do nothing.]

Comments

Floor 39

[neverbeamemory]

[Using the facilities here to attempt to build any muscle only lasts as long as ones next death, and so Sephiroth isn't here for that.

However, certain limitations, of his now real, powers are now having to be rediscovered and calibrated. Such as, whether he can still force his will into giving him an extra physical edge despite the burning fact that he's still bound by Glamour in terms of his actual state of being. Certain physical attributes he's lost forever, and it's bitter to consider that he might never reach his full potential like this-

Clad in grey jogging pants only, with his long silver hair tied up into a high-rooted tail, Sephiroth sits cross-legged in the middle of the vast matted area. With eyes closed, it's almost like he's in meditation; something unusual for him to do on this floor. Two lighter -though they might not look it- weights are hovering in mid-air at random distances from him, one levitated higher than the other. A heavier one further away from him, closer to Veronica, is starting to shudder as it rests on the floor.]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Well, it was a good thing that she wasn't planning on dying anytime soon.

Sephiroth was honestly... hard to not notice. In a tower full of exceptional, and very strange, beings, he stood out for a number of reasons. Most notably, she remembered him for killing Rick and nearly killing her.

Of course, her eyes drifted to him every so often, watching in confusion as he... just sat there. The weights get a more curious look, enough to actually stop her workout.]

[neverbeamemory]

[It doesn't even look like Sephiroth may be breathing, sat there with hands rested neatly in his lap. Deep in some meditative trance, it seems. Though he knows he's not alone in the room, hasn't been for however long Veronica has been there - but it's just a side note, irrelevant unless he's approached or threatened.

The weight rested on the floor shudders more noticeably. Then it's as if the space between Sephiroth and it takes a breath, and it slowly starts to lift from off the floor.

Slowly, as if hesitantly the weight climbs a few more inches into the air. But it's clear it's taking great effort, a great power balance to lift a third at the same time as the other two are still levitated.]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[She watches the weight as it's pulled on imaginary strings into the air. Among the things she'd seen in the tower, Sephiroth was still an interesting one. He shot fire at them the last time she fought him, and managed to hold off five different people. Certainly a worthy opponent in her eyes.

This was something else though, psychic powers always were.]

..W-wow... [She gasped quietly, watching the weights move though the air.]

[neverbeamemory]

[It wasn't Veronica's gasp that had caused it, it was just a coincidence, though only seconds after she had gasped the newly raised weight seemed to find a ceiling at about half a foot in the air only. It seems to bounce towards the floor and rise again a bit like a balloon might-

Before then the balance is lost, and all three weights crash simultaneously to the matted floor. The breath of power had been his own, and as such Sephiroth takes a physical gasp in, before opening his eyes. Looking to one, two- and then the third weight which he hadn't been able to keep in the air for very long; inevitably his gaze is drawn to the other presence nearby.

Veronica is observed silently, inside slits to vivid nearly-glowing green eyes blink twice in her direction. As if verifying his focus.]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[And Sephiroth is observed right back. Seems that levitation trick doesn't last very long.]

Uh... h-hey there.

[neverbeamemory]

[It's being calibrated - his telekinesis is more naturally reactionary, for bigger motions, and it's taken a lot of concentration on his part to even lift the first weight off the ground. The first knot of a headache has already started to prick at the area just above his eyes.

He frowns but it's more due to the discomfort than Veronica's presence there; not that she'd really be able to tell. Other than his presence doesn't have that level of intense foreboding about it that it would have done if she had been his discomfort.

Sephiroth blinks a few times and then turns his head away from Veronica a little before answering.]

Hello.

Floor 74

[wrigurun]

[Along with the explosion she might catch a glimpse of some other lights, although the fade quickly. A small figure flies out in front of her and with a swift movement another cluster of lights bursts forth. There aren't that many though, and should be easy to dodge.

It's nothing personal, Wriggle just can't differentiate between figures well in the low light]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Unfortunately, Veronica can see in infrared. This is basically making her go blind.

Through luck, her reflexes kick in and she dives away from the lights.

Half-blinded, she staggers for the moment in the dark.]

[wrigurun]

I've got you now!

[Among the confusion Wriggle pulls something from her breast pocket and calls out]

Firefly Sign! Fixed Star on Earth!

[But nothing... She stands there for a second staring at the piece of paper in her hands and hopes it's just a delayed reaction]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[OH GOD SOMEONE'S DOING.... SOMETHING

MIGHT AS WELL TRY AND PUNCH WHATEVER IT IS AND HOPE FOR THE BEST]

[wrigurun]

[Great success!

Unfortunately for Wriggle she'd put too much faith in being able to use her full set of powers so soon and pays for it by getting punched right out of the air.

With Veronica so close she curls up with her arms over her head, waiting for the explosion but when nothing comes she peeks out to see the figure still standing there]

... Are you a person?

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Wait a minute, that thing she punched felt surprisingly un-creeper like.

...Oops.]

I-I... yes, I am.... Are y-you?

Floor 90

[wrathishness]

[Ira appears on the mermaid floor not because he sought it out but because that's where his teleportation takes him in his effort to find something like home in a place where home no longer exists. He looks around in irritation, floating in midair, before spotting Veronica below.]

Hey, you down the--

[And then Veronica promptly vanishes. Having only arrived today and thus knowing nothing about last month's volunteers, a look of outrage suffuses the Selfish's face. From his perspective, it looks like she just teleported away.]

Hey!! Don't just leave while I'm in the middle of talking to you!!

[Ira lands and kicks at the spot of sand where Veronica had been out of sheer pique. Then he turns around and eyeballs the lake.]

Tch... Nothing around here, either... Isn't there anybody around?

[He shades a hand over his eyes to look, and while doing so, Veronica reappears. Ira shoots her an irritated glare before facing her, hand on one hip.]

Oh, back already? That sure didn't take you long. What'd you pop out for, anyway, jerk?

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[When she reappears, Veronica is bend over on the sand, gasping and panting. Popping in and out always caused so many problems for someone like her. It just wasn't very pleasant.

...Oh, there's someone else here. Breathing slowly, she looks up at Ira in a daze.]

...W-what?

[wrathishness]

[Ira, not being the most considerate of young men, looks outright angry when Veronica responds in a daze, as if she were being harried and exhausted specifically to spite him.]

I said, what'd you just pop out like that for?! Don't you know when someone's tryin' to ask you something?!

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Veronica, not being most young woman, responds with some more dazed staring before her brain finally kicks into high gear.]

G-geeze, what c-crawled up y-your ass and d-died? Cant y-you see t-that I was j-just sent t-to the void?

[wrathishness]

[And Ira would probably continue yelling back at Veronica, save that she says something that catches his attention and interrupts his momentum: namely, that she technically explains what she was doing, but he has no idea what she's talking about.]

The what now?

[stitchedupbodyguard]

T-the void. Y-you know, t-the p-place people ended up in w-when they plugged into t-the r-recharger.

[She stares quizzically at him now.] You d-do know about it, r-right?

Floor 74 in comes the cav

[idkworldruler]

[What was with everyone and everything attempting to kill each other now? It was like everyone decided to act like a bunch of dramatic assholes baby men, and strike out at each other. It was stupid and annoying. What was even more annoying were these damned creepers. He hated them in the game, and now hates them even more in RL.

Not that he found them all too difficult to deal with. Just shoot them and they go down like anything else. It was when they got too close that was annoying.

Then there was Veronica, wandering around despite her current state, and getting caught in an explosion. Seriously girl? He was going to cast a barrier of blood around her to help give her some protection from the blast at least, from the his position in the shadows. She needs to learn o take care of herself.]

her hero

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[That shield helps quite a bit actually. The force of the explosion is cushioned and she makes it out of there with minimal damage to her, or the illuminati suit. Although she's sent tumbling along the ground.

And even in her current state, Veronica could still handle herself in a sense. She immediately gets to her feet and draws a blade, slicing through the nearest creeper and kicking it back so its explosion would hit something other than her.]

No need for applause

[idkworldruler]

[Good, then he is going to cast an even stronger shield around her to help heal and protect. In the mean time he is also going to be tossing sharpened spikes of blood at the other creepers, as well as casting linked veins between both him and Veronica. He doubted that she would need it, but it should help keep her in fighting shape, and heal her at the same time by drawing from Mitchell's own blood and power.

Again, he doubted she needed it, but you never know. Not when there were creepers abound.]

good because there wont be any

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Of course, that shield and the healing do come into good standing when she is thrown back by another creeper exploding. These damn things keep coming out of the woodwork like termites.

These things do tend to work themselves out though. With the fighting prowess of Veronica, added with Mitchell's shield, plus the constantly exploding creepers, it's not long before there's only a few creepers left that scramble away without any real direction. Good job team, A plus effort.]

exactly how it should be :p

[idkworldruler]

[They're coming out of the go damned walls! Not really.

And with most of the creepers gone and dealt with Mitchell is left wondering where all of the gunpowder went off to. But if they didn't drop anything useful then the next course of action for him to take would also be one of the most logical. Attempt to sneak away without being spotted. Most of everyone here doesn't know exactly what he can do, having only demonstrated such things to a very very select few.]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

...H-hey.

[Welp, guess the whole sneaking off thing doesn't work very well around other sneaky people.]

I know you're there.