Fi (
ur_batteries_are_dying) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-05-17 12:23 am
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Characters: Fi (
ur_batteries_are_dying) and OPEN
Setting: Floor 7, swimming pool
Format: Starting with prose but either works
Summary: After talking with Jason, Fi has learned that her Master is not really her Master. She goes to the pool to dance on water since every other floor with a body of water makes it impossible for her to dance on it.
Warnings: None but will adjust if anything happens.
Fi wandered through the floors, floating when she could and walking when she couldn't. Though it didn't take long to make it to the floor with the pool, it felt like a while.
'My Master is not my Master.' What was she to make of that? Certainly he was still technically her Master, the Chosen Hero of the goddess and carrier of her blessed blade. In that way, all the Links here were her masters. But they weren't her master.
Her foot dangled over the edge of the pool on the deepest end for only a second before she let it fall, the rest of her body falling. She didn't fall in though, she settled right on top of her water, ripples moving out from where she stood. And then she started dancing and singing.
She'd never admit it, but singing and dancing as she'd done for Master Link throughout their quest was one of the most relaxing things she'd discovered. She'll go about this for as long as possible.
Setting: Floor 7, swimming pool
Format: Starting with prose but either works
Summary: After talking with Jason, Fi has learned that her Master is not really her Master. She goes to the pool to dance on water since every other floor with a body of water makes it impossible for her to dance on it.
Warnings: None but will adjust if anything happens.
Fi wandered through the floors, floating when she could and walking when she couldn't. Though it didn't take long to make it to the floor with the pool, it felt like a while.
'My Master is not my Master.' What was she to make of that? Certainly he was still technically her Master, the Chosen Hero of the goddess and carrier of her blessed blade. In that way, all the Links here were her masters. But they weren't her master.
Her foot dangled over the edge of the pool on the deepest end for only a second before she let it fall, the rest of her body falling. She didn't fall in though, she settled right on top of her water, ripples moving out from where she stood. And then she started dancing and singing.
She'd never admit it, but singing and dancing as she'd done for Master Link throughout their quest was one of the most relaxing things she'd discovered. She'll go about this for as long as possible.

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After being drowned over and over, he can't be around such deep water without being at least a bit frightened - but Miss Fi is over there, and he wants to hear her sing.
But water.
But Fi...
This is a terrible dilemma.]
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Is there something the matter, Young Master?
[Just a slip, for the moment.]
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[That's said as he looks down at the floor, frowning.]
B-but don't tell anyone, 'kay? It's the tower's fault... But I'm supposed to be a sailing hero - a strong hero from the sea and all!
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It has been a while since he had heard her sing, and it had his chest feeling warm. That warm feeling had him smiling and before he knew it, he had taken his harp off his belt and he was softly plucking the strings to the sound of Fi's voice.
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As she twirled around, she let her eyes wander towards the sound and spotted her master. Her lips moved up just a bit as she continued dancing, going through several twirls and jumping over the water.
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What. What?
What's with Sword spirits and their weird way to pass time anyway? So have a Ganondorf staring at you weirdly Fi. ]
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What are you doing?
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At the pool's edge, he leans down to take a sample of the water, and once he's straightened and tucked the vial away, he watches Fi dancing, frowning to himself. Odd behavior for a construct, but then, she had seemed sentient.]
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Good day. I hope that I have not disturbed your visit to this floor.
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No, not at all. I'm merely--sightseeing, you might call it. And there seems to be little of interest on this floor.
Your behavior. Is there a reason for it?
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During a lapse of Fi's singing and dancing, she claps for her.]
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I was almost unaware that I had an audience.
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I hope you don't mind. I've never seen anyone walk on water before. And your singing is different from what I'm used to.
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Kohaku spots Fi before really taking in anything else in here, and she's struck still and surprised for the first time since she arrived in the tower. Her usual smile falls into something you could nearly call neutral. She doesn't make any moves to communicate with the dancer - rather, this seems like something it'd be wrong to intrude upon.
She clasps her hands together, and simply watches, looking far more impassive than she really ought to.]
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..is this something you do often?
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[It was the first time he had ever seen Fi, and definitely the first time he had seen someone dancing and singing on the surface of the water. Still, it wasn't terribly disturbing that the water molecules weren't parting under her; he could ignore it for now, because really, the whole thing was kind of beautiful, in the same way that energy cannons were beautiful. So, Fi, please excuse the scrawny alien boy standing against the wall and watching you go.]
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[He takes a few cautious steps out towards Fi, sounding as if he was worried she would skin him alive for complimenting her.]
That was. Nice.
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So instead of taking the stairs, he got off the staircase and walked towards the pool, stopping and taking a seat near the edge of the pool. He watched and listened a bit more, before holding up his violin and playing along with her song.
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And his presence felt familiar, but she couldn't place it. She had slept so long though that she'd never know much of anything unless she spoke, in length, to everybody that carried the Master Sword with them.
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"Beautiful, if I may say!"
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Well, let's say that was interested and surprising. And slightly amusing as well. Fi was full of surprise, wasn't she? ]
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Fi would have been content to continue singing and dancing but she recognized the feeling of Gandalf when he stepped onto this floor, and turned towards him.]
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