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[ur_batteries_are_dying]

Characters: Fi ur_batteries_are_dying and OPEN
Setting: Room 2-13 and just about everywhere else
Format: Prose or bracket spam, I'll do both
Summary: Fi arrives, wakes up and explores
Warnings: None?


Sleep paralysis was nothing strange for Fi, who had entered into what she thought would be a permanent sleep within the Master Sword. Obviously, within the sword, Fi had no ways of moving or even know what went on outside the sword, how many years had passed or if anyone had been chosen to wield the blade again. So when she felt her body relax, felt a pillow beneath her head and felt a soft bed it was needless to say that the spirit was a bit confused.

Fi floated off the bed and looked around the room, completely devoid of life but for herself. The note caught her attention first and rather than untangle her arms, she used magic to raise the note to read it.

'Your world has been destroyed. I saved you. Let's all be happy here.

"Improbable. The death of Demise would not have let any openings for the land to be destroyed." But there was a small, wriggling doubt in her mind of course. She obviously couldn't know for sure since her consciousness had faded into the Master Sword. She couldn't know.

The trunk at the foot of her bed went largely ignored until she started to float out the door. There was something there. Something she needed. Opening it revealed the blade that her Master had tempered in Din's, Farore's and Nayru's fires, the blade that had finally killed Demise. Carrying it would be pointless but Fi had at least a small command of magic, forcing it to vanish. Gone, for now, but easily summoned. And then out the door she went.

She explored everywhere possible, looking for familiar faces. After all, why save her and not actual living people? Someone from the surface or Skyloft had to be here. Even if it was just one person, like the Knight Academy's headmaster. As large as this tower was, she was sure that once she was on the same floor as someone she knew, she'd be able to sense them.

Comments

... idk where they are you pick

[sevenyearbeautysleep]

[Unfortunately, Fi; while this person may seem familiar in spirit, she's all kinds of different, in truth. She's just woken up recently herself, and has taken to exploring her place of captivity as well - there has to be someone with answers here.

But when she sees Fi? Yeah... lots of staring. Is that a monster? A person? They don't seem hostile... but her hand's not going to be far from the Master Sword's hilt, anyway.]

Idek somewhere pretty?

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

[That is a familiar feeling spirit. She does turn towards the youth, about to address her as Master Link but stops and watches her for awhile. It's hard to miss the Master Sword. That same sword that Fi had found in her trunk. Or perhaps it wasn't the same. Hylia only made one Goddess Sword, unless humans had taken to creating replica's in honor of the Chosen Hero.

For now, she just watches the female hero.]

meadow floor? :Da

[sevenyearbeautysleep]

[And she watches in return, confused - what kind of being is this...? Something about her seems familiar, though - almost like she should know who this spirit is, but at the same time... she has no clue.]

... Excuse me.

[Her attempt to get them both to speak, of course. Anything but silence is good.]

That works!

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

[Fi floats nearby Zelda, watching her before flitting behind her to look over the sword. No words yet, Fi can't help but be curious. This is the Master Sword. Fi can feel the familiar energy emanating from it, a slightly familiar pull to it but not the typical attachment hers holds.

And then she's floating in front of Zelda again, hardly ten seconds after trying to look over her Master Sword.]

Hello. Forgive me but this is a matter of some importance. Where and how did you recover that sword?

[sevenyearbeautysleep]

From the Temple of Time; it chose me, and so I pulled it from its pedestal.

[Not. Going to go into detail, of course. Some strange spirit doesn't need to know how it knocked her out for seven years...]

... Why? How do you know of this blade?

The hallway

[divider]

Ulysses was no stranger to the variety of creatures roaming the Mojave wasteland and beyond. He had seen some of the worst and plenty of the small, but nothing quite fit what he saw there. Floating was not a new idea, old world machines were capable of it.

The size however did not fit. Far too large to an offshoot of an Eye-bot or looking remotely close to the floating speakers they were. His left hand gripped toward the top half of a flagless flag pole while his right hovered ever close to his gun.

Calling out felt foolish. No machine would answer by word. Not any he knew of, but this place was not one he knew of either. Was it outside the possibility? Reasonably it would have been The Think Tank to have gone to such measures in lying or thinking the world gone.

In the end he said nothing and went to knock on the wall with his staff to get attention. Speed and surprise was on his side if proven hostile. The thought the floating thing was more than a machine however would not leave his curious mind for even he had not seen all the wasteland provided.

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

The knock against the wall did draw her attention, if only because it interrupted her search for her Master. This man looked different than any people she had seen in Skyloft or on the Surface. Of course, the Surface was lacking in human life while other flourished. His ears were rounded, something she'd never seen before and nothing that Hylia had ever added to her database.

The weapons he carried were also strange, nothing like she'd seen used during her journey with Master Link. And he had gathered plenty of useful equipment to defeat Demise and save Her Grace, or rather, Zelda.

Well, staring and waiting for him to speak was nothing but wasted time and didn't help her find Link at all for after a moment, she spoke up.

"I require information, if you would be kind enough to provide it."

[divider]

That was different. A machine seemingly capable of not only speech, but interaction and questioning. Time was not spent considering the oddities of it. It asked and he would answer.

"Afraid not machine. My answers would do little good."

His voice was gravelly and low in response. Deemed no longer a threat, his hand shied away from his machine pistol and lowered to his side.

"Not a place I know. Doesn't seem to be a place you know either."

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

Machine? Yes, she held similarities to the Ancient Robots and even spoke like them but she wasn't technically a machine. Was she? Not that it mattered, although she'd prefer her actual name be used.

"My designation is Fi, not 'machine'." A gentle correction. Or rather, as gentle as Fi was capable of being. Emotions were something relatively new to her and something she'd only begun to feel a short while before the end of her journey with Link.

"All that I am capable of confirming is that this is neither Skyloft nor the Surface." And she had been left on the Surface, in a pedestal inside the Temple of Hylia.

In the halls

[theherourherocouldbelike]

[He wandered in the halls, making his way to the meadow floor for sword practice. But he hears the familiar "whoosh" of when Fi was floating and curiously walks, following the sound. When he turns the corner, the spirit who was supposed to be taking a slumber for thousands of years stood at the end of the hall. He rubs his eyes, making sure he wasn't dreaming. And when he opened them again, she was still there. A smile spreads across his face and he dashes down the hall, stopping just behind her.]


...it's been a while.

[Boy is he glad to see you.]

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

[There! She could sense Master Link's aura. Her dousing ability was still active here, which was convenient. She'd had a few false leads already and, if she could be, she'd be frustrated with that.

She turned around just as he started speaking and her mouth curved into the faintest of smiles.]

Master Link.

[Awhile?]

I am glad to see you in good health, Master. How long has it been since I last accompanied you?

[theherourherocouldbelike]

It has been over a month, I believe.

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

A month?

[That makes no sense but then... Neither does her being awake. And she can't judge how long she's been asleep.]

This is an odd occurrence.

Floor 11?

[sageprincess]

[Wander around long enough, Fi, and you'll begin to hear the idle melodies being played upon a likely familiar instrument. No songs that the sword spirit would recognize, of course, but the tone and timber of the harp has hardly changed.

If she follows the sound, she'll find the musician to be a regal young woman sitting underneath a tree, strumming the harp with a peaceful expression upon her face. This floor is tranquil during the day, and though she's quite fond of the Ocarina's music, nothing quite gives her peace of mind like the harp she's held onto for years.]

Floor 11!

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

[Fi isn't at all used to walking on her own feet. So this floor forces Fi to experience a first. The music does draw her though, as expected, and she moves surprisingly quickly for someone who floated her entire 'life'.

It would have been impossible for Fi not to recognize the harp. Even more so for her not to notice the familiarity of the young woman playing it. Although, she spirit can sense that she's not awoken as Hylia and she doesn't hold herself the way the Zelda that she knows does. Still Fi is respectful as she approaches.]

Your Grace.

[sageprincess]

[So absorbed in she in her playing that she doesn't even notice the spirit approaching until she speaks. When she does, Zelda suddenly stops, looking up, curious and a bit confused.

"Your Grace"...?]

... Yes? Are you... addressing me?

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

[Part of her is a bit disappointed as the princess stops playing the harp but, of course, she's all business rather than dwelling on that.]

That is correct.

Cathedral / Floor 14

[great_king_of_evil]

[ Ganondorf stepped down into the cathedral floor today. He liked this floor, alright. Sounds didn't carry so well here and he rarely saw other people down there. The general stupidity of the tower couldn't reach him while he was here.

Then he spotted that woman. That machine. Whatever it was.

She looked a lot like Ghirahim, when he had transformed into the Dark Master Sword, albeit in less... dark ways. Could it be she was...? May be a mere coincidence. Meanwhile Fi may sense an awkwardly familiar aura emanating from Ganondorf. ]

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

[The cathedral was different from any of the temples she had been through with Link on the Surface. And Master Link was not here. She almost left without paying an heed to the other man but then it hit her. That familiar aura. Demise.

But Link had killed him. She'd been there, clasped in his hand. As his weapon, she and Link struck Demise down.

It's familiar but not the same. This is not Demise. But they look alike. Fi does not like this. Her urgency to find Master Link has just increased by 98%]

[great_king_of_evil]

[ He could notice his presence had had an effect on the woman, on that thing. So what next? He walked to her of course. He doesn't like mystery, he doesn't like suspense. He fears to have already understood what she is, and if that's the case, it is most annoying. He needs to know for sure.

And thus he asks her a simple question. When he speaks, his voice is similar to Demise, except more... human. ]

Who- What are you?

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

[Fi doesn't move, except to ensure that there is a small amount of distance between them. This does not bode well. Demise should be dead.]

I am the spirit of the goddesses sacred weapon.

[Shouldn't he know this?]

Wow I am indecisive um... meadow floor??

[ocariness]

[ Fi will be surprised to find a familiar person wearing a blue tunic (their green one was destroyed, alas) once she happens upon the twenty-fifth floor, playing an Ocarina.

On their back?

The Master Sword. Which she should have. Weird, right?

It's also easy enough to notice that "hi I am Hylia's Chosen" thing and the whole Triforce of Courage contained within them. If you look a little closer, though, it's obvious this isn't the Link you knew. They're shorter, for starters. They've also got different hair. Also, the instrument they are playing definitely has a special, magical quality to its notes, but it is definitely NOT a harp.

They haven't realized Fi is there yet, though. ]

Meadow floor it is~

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

[For a moment, Fi does mistake them for her Master and starts to approach then stops. No. There's something different. The Master Sword is there though, her sword, and they're wearing the same uniform as the Knight Academy students. The color is the only thing that's wrong with the clothes.

Just going to... circle around this Link until she's in front of them, trying to get a better sense of them.]

There is only a 7% chance that you are my Master. However, you wear the garb of the Skyloftian Knights, similar to that of Master Link.

[Meaning: "Hi. I'm looking for my Master. You aren't him."]

ugu Fi /)///(\ cutie.

[ocariness]

[ ... Wait. "My Master."

Link slowly lowers the Ocarina of Time from their lips, tilting their head. ]

... I take it you know Link, the Skyloft Knight. You... are Fi?

[ This... is surreal. All this time... well. How to feel about this... they'd figured Fi hadn't spoken to them because they weren't worthy... or something along those lines. They'd never been told the full story, after all. ]

So cute~

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

[Oh, thank the goddesses, someone who knows her Master! This is a huge step that she's been trying to take since she woke up.]

That is correct, I am Fi. You are familiar with Master Link than?