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towerofanimus2014-03-09 11:24 pm
sarcasmancer) wrote in towerofanimus2014-03-09 11:24 pm
4. Kindness
Characters: Jade Curtiss and you! Plus a locked prompt to Fon Master Ion.
Setting: Floor 48 (graveyard), Floor Eighty-Eight (bar), Room 1-16 (Locked to Ion), early in the month.
Format: Tag in the format you like and I'll match it.
Summary: Backdated towards the beginning of the month. I meant to post this before but I have been ridic busy oh my god so many tags I haven't tagged back on I'M SORRY GUYS. Jade checks the monthly list of people who have "gone home" and finds two he knows well. A couple of open prompts, plus Jade checking up on Ion to make sure he's OK in light of this news.
Warnings: It's Jade and the topic of death and loss. Intense morbidity is sure to follow at some point, though that will be after a lot of cheerful evasiveness. For now, though, nothing in particular.
==F48/Graveyard==
It isn't the first time that Jade has visited the grave of someone he knows. It isn't even the first time since he arrived at the Tower. Given the nature of the place, it doesn't shock or surprise or even sadden him, though that's largely due to his own... shall we say, eccentricities. It's because of those eccentricities that when he realized early in the month that Tear and Anise were nowhere to be found that his first thought was to come here, so there's no way it could take him aback.
It does, however, disappoint him.
Jade had gone to a lot of effort of looking out for Tear while she had regained her true powers, and he had gone to a lot of effort having a talk with Anise in regards to Ion. No--it's more than that, of course, and he knows it. But here their names are, side by side, neatly informing the world at large that they are no longer here, regardless of any effort any of the concern parties had taken.
The red-eyed man considers the headstones for several moments. Then he adjusts his glasses, the reflected glare briefly hiding his eyes from view, and turns to walk away.
==F88/Bar==
There's something inherently wrong about a bar that doesn't have any alcohol most of the time, but it has the kind of atmosphere Jade would prefer at this point in time. The tumbler in his hand clinks with ice, though what would be a good scotch on the rocks is merely ice water. He takes a sip from it regardless, considering the smoky air in solitude.
A solitude that is likely to be broken at any moment, but one takes what one can get when one can.
==R1-16/Locked to Ion==
Gloved knuckles wrap on the door to dorm room 1-16. Room assignments had been reshuffled, but since he and Ion were both on this floor, Jade doubted that he would have been moved to. He waits patiently for someone to answer the door, and once he sees the green-haired replica, he offers him a smile and holds up a bag. It smells wonderful; inside are freshly-made curry donuts.
Well. Really they're just nutrition bars that are under the illusion of having been cooked into curry donuts, but again, one takes what one can get. Curry is a specialty of Jade's, too, so long as you like your curry spicy. Fortunately, they've been adjusted to whatever Ion's preference level is.
It's awfully nice of him, so of course he can't be straightforward about it.
"I made too many for myself, so I thought I'd stop by to share," he explains, which is technically the truth--just not the whole truth, that he made too many for himself because he was actually making enough for himself and Ion. "May I come in?"
Setting: Floor 48 (graveyard), Floor Eighty-Eight (bar), Room 1-16 (Locked to Ion), early in the month.
Format: Tag in the format you like and I'll match it.
Summary: Backdated towards the beginning of the month. I meant to post this before but I have been ridic busy oh my god so many tags I haven't tagged back on I'M SORRY GUYS. Jade checks the monthly list of people who have "gone home" and finds two he knows well. A couple of open prompts, plus Jade checking up on Ion to make sure he's OK in light of this news.
Warnings: It's Jade and the topic of death and loss. Intense morbidity is sure to follow at some point, though that will be after a lot of cheerful evasiveness. For now, though, nothing in particular.
==F48/Graveyard==
It isn't the first time that Jade has visited the grave of someone he knows. It isn't even the first time since he arrived at the Tower. Given the nature of the place, it doesn't shock or surprise or even sadden him, though that's largely due to his own... shall we say, eccentricities. It's because of those eccentricities that when he realized early in the month that Tear and Anise were nowhere to be found that his first thought was to come here, so there's no way it could take him aback.
It does, however, disappoint him.
Jade had gone to a lot of effort of looking out for Tear while she had regained her true powers, and he had gone to a lot of effort having a talk with Anise in regards to Ion. No--it's more than that, of course, and he knows it. But here their names are, side by side, neatly informing the world at large that they are no longer here, regardless of any effort any of the concern parties had taken.
The red-eyed man considers the headstones for several moments. Then he adjusts his glasses, the reflected glare briefly hiding his eyes from view, and turns to walk away.
==F88/Bar==
There's something inherently wrong about a bar that doesn't have any alcohol most of the time, but it has the kind of atmosphere Jade would prefer at this point in time. The tumbler in his hand clinks with ice, though what would be a good scotch on the rocks is merely ice water. He takes a sip from it regardless, considering the smoky air in solitude.
A solitude that is likely to be broken at any moment, but one takes what one can get when one can.
==R1-16/Locked to Ion==
Gloved knuckles wrap on the door to dorm room 1-16. Room assignments had been reshuffled, but since he and Ion were both on this floor, Jade doubted that he would have been moved to. He waits patiently for someone to answer the door, and once he sees the green-haired replica, he offers him a smile and holds up a bag. It smells wonderful; inside are freshly-made curry donuts.
Well. Really they're just nutrition bars that are under the illusion of having been cooked into curry donuts, but again, one takes what one can get. Curry is a specialty of Jade's, too, so long as you like your curry spicy. Fortunately, they've been adjusted to whatever Ion's preference level is.
It's awfully nice of him, so of course he can't be straightforward about it.
"I made too many for myself, so I thought I'd stop by to share," he explains, which is technically the truth--just not the whole truth, that he made too many for himself because he was actually making enough for himself and Ion. "May I come in?"
o7 also going to just tag this because I can
Um, yeah. G-Guess so...
[He does come here once in a while, just to say hello to the many friends he's lost in his time here, and to ask the few versions of himself that came before him to forgive him for getting the chance they can't have.]
What about you?
Well hi there~!
Strictly speaking, these graves don't actually represent one who has permanently died, so not really. I just came to make sure of something.
[Which is good because it sure doesn't come across via how he talks.]
Hello~
Maybe they don't represent permanent death, but in some cases, they do. Some of these people died before arriving here, and returned to that death when they disappeared. And even for those that haven't... the fact that they're stuck on their dead worlds proves that we should think of them. The graves are here so we can remember them... remember what they're going through.
[And make sure that they remember just what they're fighting for here.]
A-Anyways... that's just what I think. What are you making sure of?
no subject
Mm... You do have a point.
[A beat.]
A couple of companions from my world are missing, and a hunch brought me here. It seems they've been sent home, unfortunately.
no subject
I’m… sorry to hear that. Everyone here is working on finding a way to restore the worlds, so I’m sure they’ll be fine. We’ll rescue them.
[There is no other option, in Ryoji’s opinion.]