[identity profile] untamedlawman.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] planeocracy
[Virgil is still wearing the clothes he borrowed from Lockon, and is pretty much having a heck of a time moving around as the "Down" of CO changes on him repeatedly. He cursed under his breath at each impact and latched onto whatever random object is near by to steady himself]

Son of a bitch..!

[The noticeable difference besides the clothes is that he's missing his gloves]

...What the hell is a guy gonna do to get his gloves back?


((ooc: Virgil is being bounced around, and missing is gloves, so his Psychometry will activate, picking up emotion/memory from objects. Let me know if there's anything he'll pick up if you let him grab something))

Date: 2010-09-03 03:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zweilt-eon.livejournal.com
[Hey, here's Toko managing to make her way over]

Virgil?

Date: 2010-09-03 03:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zweilt-eon.livejournal.com
[And there goes the gravity on Toko... well, partially. Her skirt is flipping up, but she's still on the ground. She's trying to hold it down]

When are they going to fix this?!

Date: 2010-09-03 03:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zweilt-eon.livejournal.com
[Bright red Toko is bright red, but at least her skirt's not flying up anymore.]

You alright?

[Here, she's holding out her left hand for you. You know, the one that has her ring on it.]

Date: 2010-09-03 04:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zweilt-eon.livejournal.com
[Toko was about to ask what a Paint was, when she heard the gasp]

Virgil?!

[He's going to be seeing flashes of Toko, a bit older, fighting, a long-haired woman who looks related to her, a boy that looks like the woman (but with short hair, and obviously male), and emotions of worry and the need to protect someone]

Date: 2010-09-03 04:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zweilt-eon.livejournal.com
Virgil...? Are you alright??

Date: 2010-09-03 04:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zweilt-eon.livejournal.com
My ring? You mean my Zweilt ring? [holds up her hand, where it's on her index finger]

Lives--? Y-you saw...

Date: 2010-09-03 04:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zweilt-eon.livejournal.com
[She has experience with abilities, so she gets what he's talking about]

How much did you pick up?

[Subdued Toko is subdued]

Date: 2010-09-03 04:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zweilt-eon.livejournal.com
I'm a Zweilt Guardian... a warrior fighting against the Duras. And to protect Yuki-chan.

Date: 2010-09-04 05:35 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-09-03 04:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herbrotherslove.livejournal.com
Sir Virg -- Ah!

[Lachesis slams into the wall as the gravity shifts in that direction.]

Let's remove ourselves from this zone, shall we?

Date: 2010-09-03 04:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herbrotherslove.livejournal.com
It doesn't seem as if anywhere is -- Oof. Safe. Would this way work?

[Lachesis gestures towards the far end of the hall as a diagonal gravitational shift somehow sends her flying into the corner, almost smashing into Virgil.]

Date: 2010-09-03 04:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herbrotherslove.livejournal.com
[Lachesis slowly clambers to her feet and winces.]</small. Thank you . . . I suppose we're out of the hallway now, at least. But how are we supposed to get out the door when it's the ceiling?

Date: 2010-09-03 11:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herbrotherslove.livejournal.com
A what picture?

[As she swings around to look, the hilt of her sword may or may not brush against Virgil's hands.]

Date: 2010-09-04 03:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herbrotherslove.livejournal.com
Sir Virgil?

[Flash! The scene is a battlefield. What Virgil sees . . . A blonde swordsman atop a horse, on the verge of plunging his sword into a dark-haired lancer. Lachesis riding out of nowhere, intercepting the blade. Lachesis collapsing, falling into the arms of the blonde man who looks so much like her. Relief. Acceptance. Love.

Flash! The scene is a medic's tent. Lachesis heavily bandaged. The blonde swordsman laying the sword she carries now beside her body, whispering into her ear. Great anxiety. Worry. Fear.

Flash! . . . It is a body. It is missing a head. There is a barely recognizable human scream. Unending sorrow, unending anguish. Pain that will stay with her until she rests her own head within her grave.]


. . . Sir Virgil? What's wrong?

Date: 2010-09-04 03:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herbrotherslove.livejournal.com
W-Wha . . . What are you talking about?

[Even after all this time, she is suddenly as cold as ice. Her dull words fall from her lips like cement.]

Date: 2010-09-04 04:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herbrotherslove.livejournal.com
[She clutches at it subconsciously. The Earth Sword . . . Eltoshan's favorite before he'd given to her. Right before he'd left to confront Shagall . . . ]

It's important to me. What of it?

Date: 2010-09-04 04:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herbrotherslove.livejournal.com
[Of course it was something like that. She takes a step back. Lachesis has completely forgotten that they are standing in an upside room awaiting the gravity to shift back so they can try to make their way out. Her eyesight is beginning to go hazy.]

. . .

Lord brother Eltoshan died doing the honorable thing. No matter what you saw. That is the truth.

Date: 2010-09-04 04:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herbrotherslove.livejournal.com
. . .

You will not be offended if I request that you keep your distance, Sir Virgil? There's no need for a repeat performance.

Date: 2010-09-04 08:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herbrotherslove.livejournal.com
[Lachesis has noticed that, but fails to make a comment. She's aware that they're roommates by this point.]

It's not that I'm upset, it's just . . . [She sighs.] We'll speak of this some other time. Right now, we need to exit this room.

Date: 2010-09-03 04:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heavenlyfeeling.livejournal.com
Are you alright?

[she just decided to clean her hair ribbon, so she's carrying it around.]

((Super dark memories ahead, Virgil))

Date: 2010-09-03 04:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heavenlyfeeling.livejournal.com
[she'll try to help him up... or down?]

If you want, I can help you back to your room... or the medical ward...

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