Characters: Nill (
pennated) and open to anyone!
Setting/Location: Caravan, Lobby A
Date & Time: Day 0, Late evening
Warnings: None? Will add if any pop up though.
Summary: Nill boards the Caravan a bit early and is a bit... overwhelmed? Or just confused by the map.
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(Puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-pokerface) )
Nero wasn't riding this crazy tower out of this crazy little town because he had any kind of inclination to do what this Cid guy was saying. He didn't take orders, not even from people he had reason to respect, and he sure as hell wasn't taking orders from some crazy bastard with an even crazier mustache. That nickname Cid gave him didn't help improve Nero's mood, either. As long as nobody else saw that crap, maybe, just maybe, he'd forgive the creep. But it wasn't too likely. He was pissed about that one. He was taking it personally.
But he could work with this. It wasn't half bad. There was even some high ground, and the place was even bigger than it looked on the outside. This grand staircase was just looking to be torn up. "Not too shabby."
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Without a second thought Nill trotted right over, hopefully this was Nero and she wasn't about to make an idiot of herself. Nero? It was hard not to surprise people sometimes when you couldn't say hello, instead she gently tugged on his sleeve. Nill knew staring was rather rude, shed gotten plenty of them, but it was hard to not look curiously at his vibrant blue and red arm. It wasn't grotesque in her mind, but it was simply a mutation she'd never encountered after years in the lab. Odd...
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Used to keep it in a sling, pretend he'd been hurt--which was kinda true, actually--so nobody'd know about it, nobody'd suspect anything. But he didn't have the sling here and besides, he didn't know what he was gonna come up against. There wasn't anybody here he could trust--well, okay, maybe one or two of 'em, but the vast majority--and he was especially looking forward to maybe having some words with that obnoxious Cid Amon guy. So for now, he was keeping that arm out now, a totally different strategy, so if anybody thought they wanted to mess with him, they could take one look and they could think again.
But having somebody come up to him and tug at his sleeve while he was parading around looking half guy, half circus freak? Now that wasn't something he expected.
His first instinct? Someone's calling me out. Being on-edge already, dealing with all these crazies, he couldn't waste time asking questions first and kicking ass later. It was almost a disaster.
Almost.
'Cause the height was all wrong and he realized, last-second, split-second, he was dealing with a kid here. A girl. A girl with...wings?
"Damn," he said. "You weren't kidding about those things."
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She couldn't help but still be curious about the arm though, it was fascinating and Nill wanted to know what kind of accident could lead to something like that. It's not that she meant to be rude but the girl was a bit limited in questions she could easily convey. She pointed and tilted her head as if to ask if it hurt, because it certainly looked painful.
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Small world, though. Probably. Small caravan, at least.
He hadn't even known what he was expecting, if he was expecting to meet her after all--and he felt like a jerk even almost attacking her. But he was used to having to be on guard like that, and he couldn't let that guard down just because this place didn't look like home. And just because things looked nice didn't mean something nasty wasn't waiting for him right beneath the surface. No matter where he went, trouble was always one step behind him. You could run, but you couldn't hide.
So here they were, and he'd almost forgotten she couldn't speak. It was one of those things you could hear a thousand times, but you didn't know it until you saw it in action for yourself. You didn't really learn it.
He followed her gaze, though he knew what she wanted to know about already, and flexed his fingers, curving the sharp points of the dark nails inward, to the palm.
"Definitely not as bad as pig ears, right? Looks pretty badass, if you ask me."
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The girl let a moment pass before she fumbled in her pocket for the Junogam. It took a moment, she wrote very slowly and clumsily: nero lost too l Her curious gaze made it clear this was another question, she still hadn't gotten a hang of the Shift key.
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It'd be weird for her if he spoke and she typed...right? Whatever. He was probably overthinking it.
think we're all lost.
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They must have looked like a ridiculous pair with wings and a strange arm, typing on junogams rather than talking. Well, compared to a giant and a hotel on wheels they couldn't be too odd looking together.
maybe, map is confusing. l
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He glanced around after that. Sure were a lot of people. Some looked weirder than others; none of 'em was familiar. He was half expecting to see Dante in the crowd--the guy was pretty hard to miss--but there was no familiar red flare, nothing that indicated he was even here. Knowing him, he'd make a grand entrance later. No Trish, either.
And no Kyrie, either.
For a moment, he frowned, not sure whether it was a good or a bad thing. No sign of her. Nothing. And he'd been looking, too. Wherever she was, while he wasn't there with her, if she wasn't safe... He was gonna make sure everyone responsible paid for it.
you know where you're staying? found it yet?
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Well... she knew the room number and her roommate but the North tower seemed to be difficult to pick out on the map. She couldn't exactly figure it out but maybe some exploring would change that.
yes, n505 with lady named emma. Nill visibly hesitated, a moment later she embarrassingly admitted: cannot find on map l
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But that was a whole different kettle of fish.
guess we'd better start looking for it now, then |
And he wanted to make sure this Emma wasn't some crazy freak. (There were an awful lotta those on this caravan, weren't there?) Because if that was the case, there was gonna have to be some immediate room changing, with Cid Amon's permission or not, Nero didn't give a shit.
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She wrote back quickly before pulling the map back up again. They would have to head up to the Fourth floor by stairs before they got to the towers, Nill was lost beyond that. The girl glanced back up towards the Grand Staircase, curious if all the floors looked like this one.
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Another silent chuckle, the girl nodded and pointed up the staircase to see I he was ready to explore.
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Whatever the rules were, he didn't care. He definitely wasn't sharing his sleeping space with a stranger. Barely trusted the people he did know to let his guard down like that in front of them.
Shoving his junogam back into a pocket, he started for the stairs. He wasn't used to this adjusting-his-pace-to-somebody-else's thing, but...
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The girl smiled at the offer and made a few gestures to roughly indicate it was okay for him to visit her room as well. Growing up mostly in labs and the rougher parts of the underground city she didn't have much experience with sign language unfortunately.
Nill took two stairs at a time to keep up, she was rather used to jogging to keep up with most anyone's walk because of her small stature. The Grand Staircase was well- grand, but nothing compared to the room it led to. As she reached the landing the girl gaped at the Main Hall, it made the entire Caravan seem even more enormous than before.
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