Fi (
ur_batteries_are_dying) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-03-18 03:39 pm
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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.
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.

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That would be appreciated.
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... I hope your stay here is an enjoyable one, Fi - for your sake.
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[She can haz manners.]