[Romeo had received lots of notes and read them all really carefully. The next day he turned up at the cafeteria and looked for this person called Neal who had said he would talk to him.]
[Neal decided to make himself as obvious as possible. He sat alone intentionally, in his bright red scarf that he had gotten from the mysterious gifter.
So he sat at one of the tables near the entrance to the cafeteria, doodling on a scrap of paper, glancing up once in a while to look for someone he expected to be rather young.]
[action] oh I meant it as action then? as a question.... herp
They're brave. It takes a brave person to go up against a force like the administrators, and it takes brave people to follow them.
I don't know who founded Pandora, but it doesn't really matter. They're trying to save all of us. Not that there's anything wrong with the people who don't know how to, but Pandora... I think they'll be able to accomplish what they've set out to do.
I hope they do sir! [He is writing all this down] I think heroes are the people who try and save everyone too, even if they don't succeed it is important to try.
[ At the beginning of February Neal will find a note in his mailbox. ]
I got a note back about the game. [ There's another note along with it - the note Urotsuki received in return for the one she sent in.
He could write a note back, of course, but finding the person who wrote the note to begin with isn't difficult at all since she's sitting in the mailroom with her back against the wall, her eyes closed as if she's sleeping.. ]
[Neal notices her, watching her for a moment carefully. He's exhausted after spending the better part of January hooked up to a machine experiencing nothing but unremembered nightmares, but he's going to push himself.
He watches Urotsuki for a moment before he speaks quietly.]
Oh, it's you.. [ As if she only realises that just now, and Urotsuki rubs her eyes again before slowly standing up. She still seems a little wobbly, but it's not like she's going to sleep standing up at least.. right? ]
Uh-huh, I got that today. About the game. And I promised I'd tell you, so.. I did. I guess we can play it just fine since Ruana didn't make it.
Yeah. I guess Riki is pretty okay then. I mean, he made a fun game, so he must've at least wanted us to have fun. [ She nods to herself, but in a way it's really slow and sleepy.. ] That's a good thing, right?
[ Urotsuki is generally oblivious to a lot of the stuff that goes down, so she can't claim to know much about the whole admin business as much as Neal - but even so, it sounds reasonable enough for her to nod.
Although she can't help but add-- ]
Jason is still better than Ruana though. She's the worst.
[ She says it like it's just a fact. It's like wishing for a month without rain in any normal month, really - you know it's just going to happen at one point. At least it doesn't seem to bother her a whole lot. ]
Reno has asked us to help maintain a food stock for the tower. He's asking for those who can hunt, gather, cook, preserve food, and move game. If you're interested, leave a note for him on the door of or inside room 1-04.
Thanks. Me and Asch work both forests so if you need info on the animals or what's safe to pick while you're out there, let us know. I have reusable arrows that fly pretty straight if you need some.
If you volunteered for Riki, don't worry about getting to it until you're up to it.
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November 26th, anonymous package
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deer everyone
i am riting a book on all the heros of the tower so that no one gets forgotted. but i dont know everyone and i dont want anyone to be missed out
so if you would like to can you please say who you fink is the best hero you know and what makes them a hero
you can do more than one name if you want
please send yore answers to romeo
or to room number two on floor one
thank you
romeo
[There are pictures at the end of smiling faces]
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Romeo,
I'm willing to talk to you about myself.
I'm in the cafeteria in the afternoon if you want to meet then.
Neal
[action] then? also wibbling wobbling time so before event
[action] whoops, that should be "there"
So he sat at one of the tables near the entrance to the cafeteria, doodling on a scrap of paper, glancing up once in a while to look for someone he expected to be rather young.]
[action] oh I meant it as action then? as a question.... herp
[action] herp, we're both derp
Yeah, that's me.
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What did you want to know about me?
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I don't know. I hope I can be, though. For the good of everyone here.
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Finally, he nodded.]
Yeah, I do. Everyone in Pandora. Can't name them all, but there's Zelda and Enoch. And Tetra, too. She's a good kid.
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I don't know who founded Pandora, but it doesn't really matter. They're trying to save all of us. Not that there's anything wrong with the people who don't know how to, but Pandora... I think they'll be able to accomplish what they've set out to do.
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I'm sure they'll succeed, though. We've gotta try. For everyone's sake. Even for the people who are no longer here.
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We need to save them.
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Have you found more people who know heroes?
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I got a note back about the game. [ There's another note along with it - the note Urotsuki received in return for the one she sent in.
He could write a note back, of course, but finding the person who wrote the note to begin with isn't difficult at all since she's sitting in the mailroom with her back against the wall, her eyes closed as if she's sleeping.. ]
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He watches Urotsuki for a moment before he speaks quietly.]
Hey, you okay?
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[ There's a soft sound coming from her before she slowly stirs, rubbing her eyes. She then opens them slightly to blearily blink at him. ]
... Oh. Hi.
[ Not even answering the question. Did she even hear him properly? It's hard to tell. ]
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Holding up the paper, he smiles just slightly.]
I, uh, got your note.
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Uh-huh, I got that today. About the game. And I promised I'd tell you, so.. I did. I guess we can play it just fine since Ruana didn't make it.
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I guess that's better. It could have been a lot worse, if she had made it herself.
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Zo's a little kid, though, so I guess he's all right, too. Better than Ruana and Jason.
If anyone would help us, Riki would.
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[ Urotsuki is generally oblivious to a lot of the stuff that goes down, so she can't claim to know much about the whole admin business as much as Neal - but even so, it sounds reasonable enough for her to nod.
Although she can't help but add-- ]
Jason is still better than Ruana though. She's the worst.
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I... I hope we can get through February without issue.
Probably too much to ask.
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[ She says it like it's just a fact. It's like wishing for a month without rain in any normal month, really - you know it's just going to happen at one point. At least it doesn't seem to bother her a whole lot. ]
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[ Urotsuki nods a little, almost seriously.. but then she seems to space out again. ]
... After another nap.
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Well, don't let me stop you from napping.
I'll see you around, Urotsuki.
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[ She just sits down again and closes her eyes like this is the perfect spot to nap. Who needs a bed, really. ]
Bye bye for now.
Letter
Reno has asked us to help maintain a food stock for the tower. He's asking for those who can hunt, gather, cook, preserve food, and move game. If you're interested, leave a note for him on the door of or inside room 1-04.
-Enoch
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Thanks. Me and Asch work both forests so if you need info on the animals or what's safe to pick while you're out there, let us know. I have reusable arrows that fly pretty straight if you need some.
If you volunteered for Riki, don't worry about getting to it until you're up to it.
-Reno
note, delivered the morning of June 1st
pretty dead scientists smeared on the walls
[The poem is written in blood.]