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towerofanimus2014-04-12 02:02 am
forceless) wrote in towerofanimus2014-04-12 02:02 am
Entry tags:
wake up, sleepyhead
Characters: [OU] Ventus and you!
Setting: Room 2-06, Floor 101 (Hanging Gardens), Floor 87 (Poppy Field), Floor 79 (Underwater), Floor 75 (Tower-ception) and Floor 35(Floating Lake).
Format: Starting prose, will match
Summary: Ven's finally back, and trying to piece together just what happened after all this time.
Warnings: Standard Animus fare, will update accordingly.
Room 2-06
It almost seemed like time happened in an instant; like when you went to sleep, and if you're not dreaming, you're vaguely aware that the hours are passing, but when you wake up, it's as if nothing happened except the sun coming up. It wasn't the first time he'd slept for so long, (and, sad to say, it probably wasn't going to be the last), and by now the novelty of Ven's extended sleep habits had worn off. He'd barely registered that he had been sleeping, but when he finally sat up, and registered he was awake, then yeah, he must have been sleeping in order to be awake in the first place. He was certainly groggy enough.
He wouldn't have even thought it was anything other than a dream that had lasted a really long time, but when he yawned, and glanced around the room, it was... different. Roxas definitely wasn't around, for one-- and if that assumption was wrong, then he definitely at least wasn't on some barren wasteland world.
No, something was definitely different. But instead of really registering that fact, he just yawned some more, and tugged at the ever familiar collar around his neck like he was pulling at his pajamas like a sleepy teenager.
"Mmph...what time is it....?"
He'll, figure out the rest later.
Floor 101
OK, so as it turned out a lot of stuff was different.
A lot more than he realized. Like, a lot, a lot. How much more, he had yet to figure out, and he wasn't even sure how much time had gone by, but he knew everything was generally A Lot. He realized that a long time ago (or maybe not that long) this would've been something that startled him, but it was getting disquietingly normal for him to be missing large chunks of his life. Though he still hadn't aged much more than he had after his last fight with Vanitas back home, so maybe he wasn't missing too much?
Whatever that was getting too complicated.
The point being, instead of moping around about it, Ven decided to find out just how much he'd missed. Which started with some exploring, which this time around was completely justified and not simply out of boredom or rebellion. He'd changed out of the spandex as per usual, slid on his armor with the rest of his clothes, and his first real stop brought him to a mysteriously transporting arrow that he stepped on with reckless abandon, and brought him to something.... something like the meadow, but completely different.
More plants-- a lot of plants actually. He wasn't sure if he had seen this many in the same place before, or if maybe he was just impressed 'cause it was the first new place he'd seen in a while. He stumbled around with a look of awe-- until he settled on a comparatively unimpressive little sapling among all the rather more impressive garden plants. It wasn't particularly dazzling, he thought, but it still brought a little bit of a smile to his face, and he knelt down to admire it with interest. "Hey there, little guy."
Floor 87
So maybe Ven's exploration wasn't exactly... methodically thorough, despite him moving with purpose. Actually he was just kind of skipping around to whatever seemed interesting, and a lot of times he opted to just stay on the staircase and continue on, or come back to places later-- he'd already learned his lesson plenty about how dangerous this place could be. But that didn't mean curiosity didn't get the best of him.
Stepping off on this floor was was a bit of a whim-- it was certainly nice. Not as nice as the hanging gardens, he idly decided, but the floors that looked like they were outside were always Ven's favorites over the others. Maybe he was still a bit drowsy from his... ridiculously long, sleep from when he'd been sent away from the Tower, (That kind of sounded a bit backwards to him, shouldn't he be even more awake than he usually was if he'd been sleeping for who-knows-how-long?) because a loud, groggy yawn came out of his mouth as he stretched his arms out while admiring the scenery.
"Hmm.. maybe I should go back to bed..."
Floor 79
Ah yes, this place seemed pretty par the course for this ridiculous deathtrap of a Tower-- he beheld the new floor with a bit of fascination, like he actually was underwater yet still perfectly dry and still able to breathe.
"Kind of like the aquarium," he mused to himself with a grin, kneeling down on one of the steps and reaching a hand out to try and brush the water that filled the rest of the room. "I wonder if that place is still here? Or maybe this is the aquarium and they just changed it around..."
Maybe he should be taking notes.
Floor 75
A tower. Within a tower. That was a new one. Then again, maybe it wasn't. It would also be more startling how used to he was about this place being ridiculous, if he wasn't already used to it. He kind of wished Roxas was around right now, or maybe Terra. They would totally get how ridiculous a tower within a tower sounded.
But on the outside, Ven's incredulity at the Tower's laws of physics didn't last. He beheld the largeness of the floor, once again, with awe (boy, his face sure was gonna get tired if he kept his jaw hanging open at every turn of the staircase), and he immediately summoned his Keyblade Glider up, hopping on and cruising out towards the Tower-within-the-Tower, and whatever might lie inside. Whatever it was, at least it'd be interesting.
So far, however, it was just dark, and pretty empty inside.
"Hellooooo?" He called, cupping his hands around his mouth as his glider hovered forward at an even pace. "Anyone here? Spooky boogeymen? Forces of darkness?"
Floor 35
This one wasn't new; after all his skipping around and selective exploration over quite a few days, he'd retreaded some old ground (which was necessary anyway, because visits to the cafeteria and the infirmary weren't really optional in certain terms of speaking), and at the end of the day had ended up at the lake. It wasn't particularly a notable lake in and of itself, other than having more of the Tower's special brand of physics.
But it did bring to mind his old friend and roommate (old? wasn't it just yesterday?), freaking out as per usual in one memorable even where he'd stormed off to the lake. He'd been glad Sayaka had been there to help him stop him, but he'd figured out that neither of them were even here anymore. At least not thus far as he had seen, and not where he figured they should have been. The revelation almost made him petulantly indignant, even if he still had friends that were still around.
Being a mope didn't really make him feel... up to par. At least not what he wanted to be, optimism was much more becoming of him and he knew it. So when he'd stopped himself at the lake and took a seat before, his legs crossed and his chin propped up by his hands, and his angry pout focused on the water before him.
He'd take some time to... marinate. Morosely. He'd get back to something more important later.
Setting: Room 2-06, Floor 101 (Hanging Gardens), Floor 87 (Poppy Field), Floor 79 (Underwater), Floor 75 (Tower-ception) and Floor 35(Floating Lake).
Format: Starting prose, will match
Summary: Ven's finally back, and trying to piece together just what happened after all this time.
Warnings: Standard Animus fare, will update accordingly.
Room 2-06
It almost seemed like time happened in an instant; like when you went to sleep, and if you're not dreaming, you're vaguely aware that the hours are passing, but when you wake up, it's as if nothing happened except the sun coming up. It wasn't the first time he'd slept for so long, (and, sad to say, it probably wasn't going to be the last), and by now the novelty of Ven's extended sleep habits had worn off. He'd barely registered that he had been sleeping, but when he finally sat up, and registered he was awake, then yeah, he must have been sleeping in order to be awake in the first place. He was certainly groggy enough.
He wouldn't have even thought it was anything other than a dream that had lasted a really long time, but when he yawned, and glanced around the room, it was... different. Roxas definitely wasn't around, for one-- and if that assumption was wrong, then he definitely at least wasn't on some barren wasteland world.
No, something was definitely different. But instead of really registering that fact, he just yawned some more, and tugged at the ever familiar collar around his neck like he was pulling at his pajamas like a sleepy teenager.
"Mmph...what time is it....?"
He'll, figure out the rest later.
Floor 101
OK, so as it turned out a lot of stuff was different.
A lot more than he realized. Like, a lot, a lot. How much more, he had yet to figure out, and he wasn't even sure how much time had gone by, but he knew everything was generally A Lot. He realized that a long time ago (or maybe not that long) this would've been something that startled him, but it was getting disquietingly normal for him to be missing large chunks of his life. Though he still hadn't aged much more than he had after his last fight with Vanitas back home, so maybe he wasn't missing too much?
Whatever that was getting too complicated.
The point being, instead of moping around about it, Ven decided to find out just how much he'd missed. Which started with some exploring, which this time around was completely justified and not simply out of boredom or rebellion. He'd changed out of the spandex as per usual, slid on his armor with the rest of his clothes, and his first real stop brought him to a mysteriously transporting arrow that he stepped on with reckless abandon, and brought him to something.... something like the meadow, but completely different.
More plants-- a lot of plants actually. He wasn't sure if he had seen this many in the same place before, or if maybe he was just impressed 'cause it was the first new place he'd seen in a while. He stumbled around with a look of awe-- until he settled on a comparatively unimpressive little sapling among all the rather more impressive garden plants. It wasn't particularly dazzling, he thought, but it still brought a little bit of a smile to his face, and he knelt down to admire it with interest. "Hey there, little guy."
Floor 87
So maybe Ven's exploration wasn't exactly... methodically thorough, despite him moving with purpose. Actually he was just kind of skipping around to whatever seemed interesting, and a lot of times he opted to just stay on the staircase and continue on, or come back to places later-- he'd already learned his lesson plenty about how dangerous this place could be. But that didn't mean curiosity didn't get the best of him.
Stepping off on this floor was was a bit of a whim-- it was certainly nice. Not as nice as the hanging gardens, he idly decided, but the floors that looked like they were outside were always Ven's favorites over the others. Maybe he was still a bit drowsy from his... ridiculously long, sleep from when he'd been sent away from the Tower, (That kind of sounded a bit backwards to him, shouldn't he be even more awake than he usually was if he'd been sleeping for who-knows-how-long?) because a loud, groggy yawn came out of his mouth as he stretched his arms out while admiring the scenery.
"Hmm.. maybe I should go back to bed..."
Floor 79
Ah yes, this place seemed pretty par the course for this ridiculous deathtrap of a Tower-- he beheld the new floor with a bit of fascination, like he actually was underwater yet still perfectly dry and still able to breathe.
"Kind of like the aquarium," he mused to himself with a grin, kneeling down on one of the steps and reaching a hand out to try and brush the water that filled the rest of the room. "I wonder if that place is still here? Or maybe this is the aquarium and they just changed it around..."
Maybe he should be taking notes.
Floor 75
A tower. Within a tower. That was a new one. Then again, maybe it wasn't. It would also be more startling how used to he was about this place being ridiculous, if he wasn't already used to it. He kind of wished Roxas was around right now, or maybe Terra. They would totally get how ridiculous a tower within a tower sounded.
But on the outside, Ven's incredulity at the Tower's laws of physics didn't last. He beheld the largeness of the floor, once again, with awe (boy, his face sure was gonna get tired if he kept his jaw hanging open at every turn of the staircase), and he immediately summoned his Keyblade Glider up, hopping on and cruising out towards the Tower-within-the-Tower, and whatever might lie inside. Whatever it was, at least it'd be interesting.
So far, however, it was just dark, and pretty empty inside.
"Hellooooo?" He called, cupping his hands around his mouth as his glider hovered forward at an even pace. "Anyone here? Spooky boogeymen? Forces of darkness?"
Floor 35
This one wasn't new; after all his skipping around and selective exploration over quite a few days, he'd retreaded some old ground (which was necessary anyway, because visits to the cafeteria and the infirmary weren't really optional in certain terms of speaking), and at the end of the day had ended up at the lake. It wasn't particularly a notable lake in and of itself, other than having more of the Tower's special brand of physics.
But it did bring to mind his old friend and roommate (old? wasn't it just yesterday?), freaking out as per usual in one memorable even where he'd stormed off to the lake. He'd been glad Sayaka had been there to help him stop him, but he'd figured out that neither of them were even here anymore. At least not thus far as he had seen, and not where he figured they should have been. The revelation almost made him petulantly indignant, even if he still had friends that were still around.
Being a mope didn't really make him feel... up to par. At least not what he wanted to be, optimism was much more becoming of him and he knew it. So when he'd stopped himself at the lake and took a seat before, his legs crossed and his chin propped up by his hands, and his angry pout focused on the water before him.
He'd take some time to... marinate. Morosely. He'd get back to something more important later.
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[But then, Riku went and used his Keyblade, and that thing's made of metal...
Hindsight tells him he could've swung a bit softer, but hey, it was worth it to humiliate the Queen of Hearts. Nonetheless, Riku cracks an uneven smile and lets out a teetering sort of laugh. When Ven mentions darkness, his laugh shifts to something more genuine, if a bit soft.]
Hey, the other me's gotten a lot better. Doesn't even wear that blindfold these days.
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But hey, at least he can still guess people sort of right!] Really? It's like he's all grown up now!