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

[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.]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[She gave a little shrug, looking for the most part uninterested about the whole thing.]

...W-what about a thank you kiss?

[idkworldruler]

You're not going to take off my mask.

[That was her plan the whole time, wasnt it? She almost got away with it too....]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Why not?

[She poked him lightly on the chest, giving him something resembling puppy eyes.]

D-don't you think you've b-been h-hiding it long enough?

[idkworldruler]

[Puppy eyes do not work on him, as he kills puppies.]

No, I don't. Your setup and attempt at seduction has not fooled me.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Well, don't tell her that.]

B-but I honestly want to t-thank you.

I don't even k-know your name.

[idkworldruler]

[He doesn't plan to.]

Good, that means I've been doing something right.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

But I've already told you m-my name.

[In all honesty, she was a little offended.]

We've b-been w-working together for s-so long. You s-should trust me enough f-for this.

[idkworldruler]

Which I would have found out eventually.

[To which he gives another shrug.]

There is more power in names than you can imagine. Giving it out is not that easy, and defeats the purpose of wearing a mask.