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 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.

[idkworldruler]

[No, he is tres sneaky. But seeing as she has found him sneaking about he may as well come out.]

No I'm not.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Sneaky like a spy dressed in neon green.]

Yeah. Y-you are. You're s-standing r-right there.

[idkworldruler]

[Was thinking more like a ninja in bright orange.]

I am only here in spirit.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[A secret agent dressed in pink?]

Of course y-you are. [Should she even argue. Taking a moment, she brushed off her suit.]

The suit works, just to let you know. Fits like a glove.

[idkworldruler]

[That is even better.]

Well of course it does, I'm the one who made it after all. [Just using that, duh, kind of tone.]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Considering the m-materials y-you probably had at y-your disposal, I'm legitimately I-impressed.

[There, she says it. Happy.]

And, I g-guess that s-shield was yours, w-wasn't it?

[idkworldruler]

I've made far more complex things with less.

[He might be smug right now.]

Shield?

[He tilted his head in confusion. But yes, it was his.]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

T-that seems a little l-less than t-true.

[Sorry. Smug you say?]

Yeah, t-the s-shield. Don't even l-lie that it w-wasn't you.

[idkworldruler]

Make of it what you will.

[More smug than a cat.]

I really don't know what you're talking about.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Super smug.]

Well, if you d-don't know w-what I'm talking about... h-how am I s-supposed to thank you?

[idkworldruler]

[The smugness of them all.]

For what?

[stitchedupbodyguard]

You k-know what.

[Taking a step forward, eyes trained on him in the dark.]

[idkworldruler]

No, I don't. [He does.]

How are you supposed to thank me if I didn't do anything?

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Well, I m-mean, if y-you don't want to be t-thanked then I c-can just go.

[Does he want to miss out on his prize?]

[idkworldruler]

Like I said, I didn't do anything heroic.

[He likes him some prizes.]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

But d-do you think you deserve a r-reward?

[Standing right in front of him now, looking up at him with curious eyes.]

[idkworldruler]

That depends on the quest giver.

[His head tilted a little in thought. It wasn't important, and he wouldn't get any experience points from it.]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

What if it's m-me?

[No idea what he's getting at, but whatever.]

[idkworldruler]

Again, what are you selling?

[It's probably for the best that she doesn't.]