[01] || [The Awakening] || [Open]

[the_white_rider]

Characters: Gandalf and anyone
Setting: Room 2-10 // Floor Twelve // Art Gallery // Library // Everywhere Else
Format: Starting with prose, but I’ll match you
Summary: Gandalf wakes up, goes off to explore the tower, then settles in the library. He will be more than happy to speak with new people and learn about other worlds. He will also be very curious about the tower, and about the ways people try to pierce its mysteries and go back home.
Warning: None. Unless you’re evil…


• Room 2-10 (Dormitories)
Clothed in his white robes, the wizard wasn’t sure what to think about the letters he had read a couple minutes ago. He had opened the trunk with the faint hope to find answers, but all he found were his belongings. His clothes were there, of course, but there was also his faithful sword, Glamdring. No doubt it could be useful in a hostile environment. There was his Staff- It was in a disassembled state to fit the truck, but it didn’t matter. He just had to put the parts back together- A light then surrounded the Staff for a second and it was whole once more.

They even had thought to give him his pipe and the weed to go with it! All that was left in the truck was a ring- His ring. Narya, Ring of Fire. Whoever brought him here gave him everything he possessed, everything he needed. It was easy, too easy. Maybe this was the will of Ilúvatar. But most likely, it was the will of whoever brought him here. It was suspicious, and only an exploration of the tower could help him to learn more about his mysterious benefactor.

After looking around the room for a minute, the old man headed out, with the intent to explore his surroundings and the tower.

• Floor Twelve
You’ll find Gandalf on the Twelfth Floor, standing and looking at the scenery around him. There he was smoking his pipe, yet it didn’t look as though he took any pleasure doing so. His face was stern and he appeared to be lost in his thoughts. The scene that repeated around him was terrific. There was a planet- A beautiful, radiant planet, inhabited by countless lifeform. A treasure, so to say.

But then, death- The once blue planet turned grey, its atmosphere burned off, killing every lifeform in the process, the stars died- Everything died, life was drained out. And once everything in this universe was dead, the projection switched to another universe and the process repeated. And so on, never ending.

It didn’t take long for the wizard to understand this was only a projection. A spell or a technology of some kind probably projected those images on the wall. What he didn’t know though, was whether or not those images were real. Whatever the answer was, they were no less terrific. And if they were real- It meant the situation was worse than anything he had imagined.

• Art Gallery (22nd Floor)
The first painting he spotted was featuring The Shire. It was surprising that whoever saved him bothered to save paintings, yet not another living being from his homeworld. Next painting was The Pillar of the Kings. Alas, the paintings he saw next were not as enjoyable to watch, and certainly didn’t bring back happy memories.

On a wall was a painting of Isengard, while on the opposite wall was a painting presenting the dark tower, Barad-dûr . There were many more paintings, many portraits, some relating to the exploits of the people of Middle-Earth such as the encounter between Éowyn and the Witch-king of Angmar, and even some relating his personal history, such as his battle against the Balrog of Morgoth.

But the most disturbing painting was probably that of the Dark Lord Sauron. Next to his painting was a smaller one featuring the One Ring. Gandalf was thankful there weren’t any paintings featuring Morgoth- But were those really paintings? Sauron looked awfully real; the Evil could be felt emanating from the piece of art.

Whatever, he was probably going to look at paintings from other worlds now, if he could.

• Library (19th Floor)
That’s where Gandalf is going to spend the remainder of the day. And probably the next couple days for that matter. You’ll find him sitting at a table, reading a book with many more books piled next to him. From time to time, he will stand up, to go pick another book before going back to his chair. He appears to be very absorbed by what he does, very serious.

And most of those books appear to be the kind most people would never want to approach, unless they’re purposefully seeking to have a headache.

• Everywhere else
Before settling in the library, Gandalf is going to explore the tower a bit, to find out more about it, about those who built it and about the people now inhabiting it. You may find him on any floor; he’ll be looking with interest at the design of the tower, at the different kind of technologies.

Comments

Library

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

[Just floating around the library, looking at various books in different tongues that she couldn't understand without thorough study. Time she wasn't sure that she had, since she didn't care to leave Master Link often despite her apparent freedom from the sword.

It's the large stack of books that Gandalf has collected that draws the spirits attention.]

[the_white_rider]

[ Gandalf keeps reading his current book, until something more interesting catches his attention.

Was that a… floating woman? But she didn’t look so human- Mechanical, like a human-shaped jewel. Nothing he’d seen before. He raises an eyebrow and look at her. ]

You are an unusual sight my lady.

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

[Fi nods slightly to the older gentleman. He reminded her just a bit of the Headmaster of the Knight Academy.]

As I am discovering the more that I venture through this tower. It is only natural however as I was created by Her Grace many years ago.

library

[myblueskies]

Romeo spent a lot of time in the library, mainly reading stories. His reading was getting better though it still took him a long time to read a whole book. He looked across at the bearded man who was reading, and smiled at him.

[the_white_rider]

[ The old man returned a warm smile to the boy. He had hoped there were no kids taken prisoner in that tower- But at least he looked alright. ]

It's quite a big library for a boy your age.

[myblueskies]

It's a really big library sir, I don't think anyone could read all these books! [The books the man had looked really hard to read, he must be really clever.]

Art Gallery

[fracta_anima]

Minami tends to spend her day wandering the Tower, blasting music through her MP3 Player. She tends to linger the Art Gallery a lot and it isn't long until she comes across Gandalf. She watches him for a moment, head tilted, before she pulls her headphones from her ears and settles them around her shoulders.

She glances at the painting he was looking at, then offers a smile.

"Place from your world, Mister?"

[the_white_rider]

At the moment, Gandalf was looking at the painting featuring Barad-dûr. He turns to the girl when she addresses him, still holding onto his staff. He nods slowly and offers a smile in return, looking warmly at the girl.

"Yes." he turns his gaze back to the painting, but only for few a seconds and frowns at it "But believe me, no place you'd like to visit my lady."

I apologize for lateness. Life ate me.

[fracta_anima]

"It definitely looks it what with the freaky eye floating on it."

It takes her a moment to realize what he called her and she laughs a bit nervously at that. My lady? Wow, he looked old, but he must be really old to be that old fashioned.

"And it's 'Minami', not 'My lady,' okay? What's your name?"

Library

[chronomancer]

[There's a scrawny, one-armed troll moving about and trying not to dump the books he's got cradled in his arm.

...which of course he eventually does.

He cringes at the noise and sighs in irritation as he prepares to set them in a nearby table. It is as he moves them, one by one, that he realizes he's not alone. He blushes green, under the sunglasses.]

Ah. Sorry 'bout that.

[the_white_rider]

[ Under normal circumstance Gandalf would have given a frown to the one who made fall the book before helping them- But here, one arm? He can't help but feel pity. ]

Do not be sorry. You have an handicap sir, you shouldn't have to transport those books alone.

[ He takes his staff and makes the remaining books levitate- And set them on the nearby table. It's the least he can do. ]

[chronomancer]

Ah, it's... okay.

[Eridan ducks his head a little. More embarrassed than humiliated, though.]

Thank you, you don't... have to call me sir, though.

[That's awkward. Sir is... someone else. Someone a lot taller, a lot meaner and a lot older than him, in this case. He offers a small, tentative smile.]

Floor Twelve because he can.

[lordoffabulous]

[ And then there is a distinct surge of magic as some sort of something teleports into the same room, having sensed the odd burst in energy, curious.

Ghirahim cannot help but tilt his head a bit curiously. Oh, he's not here to attack or cause trouble just YET, but... this old human has a curious feel about him, he must admit. Reminded him a little of a certain Servant of a certain Goddess, or of Zelda. ]

I see I am not the only one who finds these projections vaguely interesting. Or perhaps more than 'vaguely'. Rupee for your thoughts?

[ A demon... thing, not quite a demon, some sort of weapon, maybe? Might remind you a bit of your staff, even, Gandalf. Either way, he is very curious of you, dear wizard. ]

[the_white_rider]

[ Remind him of his staff, yes. But more than his staff, this demon felt similar to the One Ring. And that cannot be good news. At all. But until he gets a better on idea on who or what that is, the wizard will remain courteous. ]

My thoughts at the moments are probably more confusing than this sight.

[ He shakes his head and draws on his pipe ]

Would it be real, then an evil on an unprecedented scale is at work...

[lordoffabulous]

Evil is relative to one's point of view.

[ Yes, Ghirahim, you WOULD think that. ] Though, I suppose it does make me a little sad to know the world from which I came is likely nothing more than dust, of course.

[ Alas, he cannot bring himself to give any more fucks than beyond why his Master cared. ... Yeah, he is sort of the One Ring personified. Probably a bad thing to go giving weapons of power personalities for this very reason. ]

I must admit that they are trying quite hard to convince everyone that there was, indeed, no alternative to being 'saved'. And do you buy that?

Art Gallery

[handstands]

[Terra has wandered in somehow, and he looks at each painting curiously in turn. some are beautiful, some are frightening.

it's the one of Sauron that he stares at longest.

the darkness coming from it is almost overwhelming, yet entrancing. Terra wants to run, but he can't tear his eyes away...]

[the_white_rider]

[ Gandalf sees the young man staring at the painting- And he's been staring at it for too long. He frowns and taps his Staff on the ground to take Terra back to reality. ]

This painting isn't one you should spend so much time to admire, young man.

Library-- /TOTALLY NOT LATE asdflk

[sageprincess]

[And during one of those times when he moves to collect another heavy book, he will run into a young elven (?) lady reaching for the same text on the shelf. Whoops.

She quickly retracts her hand upon seeing the other reach for it, turning towards him with a slightly apologetic look.]

Ah, my apologies, sir.

... A princess is never late! ... She arrives precisely when she means to

[the_white_rider]

[ Yes, elf. As far as he is concerned, there is no doubt she is a lady elf. And he's pleasantly surprise, but he'll share t latter. ]

You need not to apologize my lady.

[ He shakes his head smiles lightly to her. ]

Please, take this book. There are more than enough books here for me to read.

GANDALF 8D // 19th floor

[drknss_bnd_lght]

{{OOC: Can you please fill out this, too? :) ))

[At some point in the day, Ventus will end up in the library, most likely when Gandalf is choosing another book.

Ventus doesn't seem to notice that it would be strange for a blindfolded young man to enter a library, but he does pause when he picks up the sound of someone he doesn't know, head titled to the side with a curious look on his face.] ... Um..

YUP! /and permission filled

[the_white_rider]

...

[ An unusual sight indeed, but this boy may have simply lost his way- Which wouldn't be surprising considering his blindfold. He doesn't know why he'd wear one, but until proven otherwise he'll assume it is a legitimate reason.

It's with a kind yet concerned voice that Gandalf addresses the boy, turning to him when he realizes his presence. ]

Is there something wrong?

Art Gallery

[beknightedheroine]

Sayaka had avoided this place, for the most part. It isn't that she dislikes art, per se - it's just most of what she's seen of it is the right tinge of unsettling and surreal to remind her of walking through Labyrinths.

It's on the way to other places, though, and sometimes she can't help but stare.

Her eye had been caught by a deeply upsetting _{(but she wasn't sure why)} rendition of a mermaid, top half clad in armor rather than the usual fare of a pretty maiden. And that's where Gandalf will find her, once he's moved on from the pieces that had captured his attention initially.

[the_white_rider]

Gandalf soon drifted away from the paintings representing his homeworld. He'd seen many strange things back home, but many things he could admire here were unknown to him, or quite simply formidable. That's when he stopped at the artwork rendering a mermaid-

Yet another being he had never seen before. A quite peculiar one at that. Armor, probably meant this had to be a warrior, of some sort. He spotted the girl staring at it and smiled lightly.

"Someone from your homeworld?"

Library

[justabignobody]

[During one of his visits he might stumble across someone else who seems rather absorbed with what he is studying himself. Spread on a table a little farther inside the library are texts on metaphysical topics - Light and Darkness, Sleep and Memory, Heart and Soul...

...How he's reading them with his blindfold on is anyone's guess.

Riku admits - at very least to himself - that the language of those books is starting to give him a headache... and that he probably has DiZ to thank that they haven't already. He sighs as he scribbles down some notes, a hand reaching up to comb back his hair.

Maybe he should call it a day and check on Xion, before taking out his frustrations on a some of the monsters...]

[the_white_rider]

[ Gandalf returned to the library after his meal- A particularly horrendous one. He was about to take a few more books to study when he spotted Riku.

Now that's the second boy with a blindfold Gandalf encounters in a library. Maybe he has a lot to learn about the customs of the people in this tower. Well the boy apparently can read, so he'll spare him the obvious question.

He can see the boy has difficulty with the books he's working on. No wonder, those topics are tricky ones. He stops as he passes by Riku and looks at him, concernedly. ]

Do you need help, young man?