towerofanimus | Time goes on without you...

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Time goes on without you...

Characters: Meiling and you!
Setting: Dorm room 1-17 or throughout the halls.
Format: Will match!
Summary: Meiling is back in the tower..and has no idea what to think about it...

[Dorm 1-17]
Some would think after spending so much time on their ruined world that seeing the ceiling of the tower would be somewhat of a relief to one. With Meiling's memory being so fuzzy, She wasn't even sure she was really coming back or had been there the entire time. But either way was not a happy prospect for the gate guard. Her heart was heavy with what she could remember, from both her wanderings and the last things she could remember...none of which helped her state of mind.

With that in mind, she quickly darted to her trunk to grab up her clothing so she could get changed...but the lack of her hat has her paused in confusion..as is the fact some of her items were just out right GONE. What in the world happened?

[Hallways and Anywhere really.]

Well, once she finally gets dressed back in her outfit, the gatekeeper takes to the hallways, searching for faces she knew or even someone to tell her what has happened. She knows what she should probably do but..Part of her is afraid to even go and find out everything...

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[ someone else also appears to be in the process of waking up, though she's not as frantic. in fact, she seems oddly calm. Or maybe she's still half-asleep.

Either way, she pitter-patters out of bed and looks around the room, confused. ]

...Meiling?

[it takes her a moment to register someone speaking to her...another moment to recognize the voice. So much had happened since the last time she heard it. Meiling's rummaging through her trunk stops and she looks up, worry and confusion crossing her face.]

Mistress...? You are back?

[She's staying at her trunk, the lettering she saw above her bed the last time she was here still keeping her from closing the distance.]

[ She's silent for a moment, stifling a yawn and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. ]

Seems so. This is getting so tiresome. What is this, the sixth time...?

[...familiar voices. That's a truly welcome relief, even for someone as used to silence as Patchouli tends to be. There's something of a wan smile on her face as she turns the corner and follows the sound.]

...Remi. Meiling.

It has been entirely too long.

Something like that....I wonder what has happened since any of us were last..

[At Patchouli's voice, she stops and turns to her. There is a part of her glad to see them both..but at the same time she isn't thrilled. Just going to close her trunk and sit on it for the time being. Who was next or did the person bringing them back leave Sakuya and Flandre out of this?]

It has been too long.

[ Remilia herself just freezes. She hadn't heard that voice in a long, long time. Sometimes she wondered if she'd ever hear it again. But there it was.

Slowly, slowly she turns around. Internally, she's suppressing the urge to duck behind Meiling, as as much as she wants to, it'll do her no good. It probably isn't her own Patchouli. She was just another one of Val's clones, after all. And this one didn't seemed to be scarred.

There's not much she can do, either way. The look on her face pretty much says 'emotionally drained'. ]

Hello, Patchouli.

[ She really hopes Patchouli doesn't ask about the burn scars all over her body, or the huge tear in her wing, but she's mentally prepping herself anyway. She hardly looked the same. ]

Edited 2014-04-11 04:58 (UTC)

[Noises. Movement. Grainne wakes almost instantly and turns around in her bed, tired eyes gazing over at the source.

Another girl, rifling through her trunk at the end of her bed. She looks distressed. Understandable waking up in this place... briefly, she wonders if she ought to extend condolences or a welcome.]

I'm sorry.

[Condolences it is. Grainne issues a soft sigh with that, wiping at her face with the edge of her blanket.]

I wonder, too...I can't even tell exactly how long it's been.

[Patchouli can't help but notice those burn scars and the tears in Remilia's wing. Shouldn't Jason have healed those? Unless it's too soon...it's a shame now that she doesn't have any proper kind of healing magic. She'd try, if she did.]

It's good to see you, Remi. It's been entirely too long.

[The words 'what happened?' are right there, but she swallows them for now.]

[Meiling looks up and blinks a bit. Not exactly helping her confusion..but what all can she do at the moment.]

Sorry? Did something happen while I was gone?

[Well..If that doesn't say she's been here before..]

[Grainne turns her head away for a moment.]

For your world. I'm sorry.

[She shrugs.]

It seems a better greeting in this place than 'Welcome'...

[Meiling nods a bit, although glances between Remilia and Patchouli a bit. She already knew what was going on but..There is a part of her that wants to ask if she should leave and let them talk but the other part wants to not go anywhere, hug them both and do everything to protect them. For now, she will stay and keep it to herself.]

Probably should ask on the terminals..see what all has been missed. I just hope nothing major like the Glamour system fails again...but even if so, I know better then to assume that nothing hasn't happened though.

[...Yes she did forget that Remilia wasn't there when that all went down.]

'Glamour system' failure? I don't think I like the sound of that.

[ hesitating. Oh, well, at least she can hide the topic for a while. She's almost grateful for something else foreboding to latch onto. ]

It's nothing to like the sound of. The short version is that the ones who brought us here have brought our souls, not our real bodies. These bodies we have are 'glamour' - it's not unlike magic, but there's more Outside World technology involved.

If the system goes down, all that's visible is the outline of a body and the spark of the soul.

[She sighs softly, folding her arms over her chest.]

...but I agree. I was on my way to check the library and the terminals when I heard your voices.

Loken notices a familiar redhead, and rumbles.

"Welcome back. And for what its worth... I'm sorry you're here."

[From the very first room in the corridor Wriggle lazily drifts out. Even though she's fully dressed, including a very familiar hat, it looks like she only just woke up and she can barely keep her eyes open as she floats to the direction of the washrooms.

Not paying attention to where she's going she softly bumps into Meiling]

M'sorry

[After mumbling an apology she looks up to gauge a reaction and any semblance of sleep completely vanishes]

Yeah..Thanks. It's horrible there now..

[If her fuzzy memory was to be trusted, Which it was but give her time to realize that.]

True.. How long have you been here by chance?

[A simple nod. She would not forget that whole thing.]

Nothing works either...Not something I want to repeat unless need be.

[She's silent for a moment and shrugs a little bit.]

I can go check if you want.

[Another glance between the two, perhaps now would be a good time to let them talk...Or is it?]

That gets her to stop her searching and turn, a faint but sad smile on her face at the sight of Loken.

"That answers the question of if I was really gone or not. T be honest? I think I'd rather be here then wandering around Gensokyo by myself."

It was lonely and nothing looked right anymore..a depressing thought for her.

"How long have I been gone? Has it gotten worse?"

[Give her a second, She's still trying to get used to being here again...but that voice does ping her after a moment.]

It's okay...It's not a...Wriggle?

[Her face lights up in both happiness to see her and sadness that she's still in the tower.]

"Nine months, more or less. And yes, far worse. We're starting to die and not come back, if we are slain outside the tower. And yes, some of us have been outside the tower."

M...!

[Is this real life? Is this actually happening? The face that she never thought she'd see again was right in front of her and she didn't even take two seconds to question it. She didn't want to question it.

Wriggle just throws her arms around her neck in smiles and tears]

Meiling!

A month.

[Grainne sits up, revealing rather bad bedhead, and pulls the covers off of herself. She makes an attempt to tame the hair by brushing it down with her hands, but gives up after a moment and reties the ribbon in her hair, still messy.]

At least I think it has been a month.

[Meiling's reaction is automatic, her arms going around Wriggle and hugging her close. She missed Wriggle just as much as she missed her family while wandering around back home. Coming back just to see her again seems worth it so far and she still didn't notice that hat. Too busy with the greeting.]

Wriggle! I missed you.

[ She's silent for a moment after Patchouli's explanation, and then: ]

Oh, of course. Of course there's some kind of catch! We can't just be transported to some kind of horror dimension and subjected to more torture, we have to be bodiless projections, too!

[ Remilia tears her hat off of her head and angrily wrings it between her hands, almost to the point of ripping the fabric. Never has she this quickly gone through a case of mood whiplash. Okay, so she was just a clone. She was learning to live with that. But her body wasn't even real any more? Really? All that made her was a copy of someone's soul.

And for that matter, why the hell did they feel the need to copy all of her injuries onto this body, anyway? If it was just some kind of magic, why wasn't she healed? Was that intentional mockery? ]

Goddammit, why can't I ever catch a fucking break? Why can't we ever catch a fucking break?

[ turning to Meiling ] Go if you want. I don't really care.

Edited 2014-04-13 04:20 (UTC)

[...what is there to say, after something like that? The recoil from that sudden outburst is palpable, though it really only shows in Patchouli's eyes. They widen for a brief moment and then go back to normal.

She doesn't say anything for a long moment. It's clear that something else has happened, but she doesn't know all of the details. After that moment, reaches out and gently puts a hand on Remilia's shoulder.]

...that, I can't say. I don't -

[She sighs.]

- I don't know. I do know that the most important thing is what's inside, their strange experiments or not.

It feels like there's something I'm missing, though.

[Her eyes flicker upwards to Meiling's, in a quiet request to stay for just a moment longer.]

Remi, I don't remember seeing you the first time I was here. Meiling, do you remember anything before the time I was here that might -

[that might explain why the people that brought you here brought Remi here hurt, she wants to ask.]

- that might explain...?

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