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towerofanimus2012-07-13 07:54 pm
worldsapart) wrote in towerofanimus2012-07-13 07:54 pm
Entry tags:
003 ✘ oh, sweet child of mine ✘ backdated to 7/12
Characters: Xion (AU)/"Fey" and YOU
Setting: [01] Floor 11, [02] Floor 3, [03] Floor 25, [04] Floor 33
Summary:
[01] Locked tocapax_infiniti. It's open lesson day, and Xion has a question...
[02] Xion hits the library! She's specifically looking up information on the language of flowers, but it's progressing into how to grow flowers...
[03] Time to search for the flowers she would like to grow! Xion can be found searching the meadow grass intently...
[04] There's a spiky-haired kid planting some flowers dug up from the meadow floor. He(?) looks incredibly satisfied.
Format: Starting in action, but I'll match you!
Warnings: n/a, except for hilarity and fluff and Master Xehanort teaching Fey about romance
[ 01 ; floor 11 ; locked to Master Xehanort ]
[This is Xion's favorite floor, to be honest, which is why she picked it for the open lesson today. She's been thinking hard about what to ask him, and she's turning the questions over in her head as she heads up the stairs after breakfast. She wonders if Master Xehanort will laugh at her. She hopes not. It doesn't seem like something he'd do, anyway; he never makes fun of her, no matter what her questions are. Still, this subject...
Well, she's going to try to push her worries out of her head, because now she's reached the floor. She expects he'll be there waiting for her. He always is.]
[ 02 ; floor 3 ]
[It's research time! Xion wants to learn more about the "language of flowers" that Master Xehanort brought up... It sounds fascinating. She's never heard about anything like it before, so she can now be found in the library.
In fact, she's trying to reach a book on the top shelf. She's too short, though, but if she stands on her tip-toes and streeetches, she can manage to pull one book out, slowly, carefully, caaaarefuuully --
And then she loses her balance and topples backwards. The book comes with her, but unfortunately, so do several of the ones on either side of it, and they come falling down on her head with a resounding thumpthumpthump.
...
Ow...]
[ 03 ; floor 25 ]
[Flowers, flowers, flowers... But which flowers are the right ones?
Xion is bent over, staring intently at a cluster of yellow flowers. After a moment, she looks at a piece of paper in her hand, where she drew the flowers wants. She found the original pictures in a book, so she tried to copy them down. Unfortunately, her drawing ability is not the best, so now she can't tell if the real life flowers she's looking at match any of her doodles...]
[ 04 ; floor 33 ]
[At last! Her work is done.
Xion had managed to find some gardening tools in the shed over there, for which she was grateful. She hopes she didn't hurt the flowers in-between the meadow floor and the farmland floor, but she thinks now that they've been replanted, they look a little happier. Maybe. She's going to have to do more research into how to grow more flowers after these die, but for now, she's happy. Mission success!
Anyone coming to this floor will find Xion squatting in front of a few assorted flowers that she obviously just finished replanting. She even watered them! Her clothes may be dirty and even a little wet, but she doesn't mind. It's totally worth it.]
Setting: [01] Floor 11, [02] Floor 3, [03] Floor 25, [04] Floor 33
Summary:
[01] Locked to
capax_infiniti. It's open lesson day, and Xion has a question...[02] Xion hits the library! She's specifically looking up information on the language of flowers, but it's progressing into how to grow flowers...
[03] Time to search for the flowers she would like to grow! Xion can be found searching the meadow grass intently...
[04] There's a spiky-haired kid planting some flowers dug up from the meadow floor. He(?) looks incredibly satisfied.
Format: Starting in action, but I'll match you!
Warnings: n/a, except for hilarity and fluff and Master Xehanort teaching Fey about romance
[ 01 ; floor 11 ; locked to Master Xehanort ]
[This is Xion's favorite floor, to be honest, which is why she picked it for the open lesson today. She's been thinking hard about what to ask him, and she's turning the questions over in her head as she heads up the stairs after breakfast. She wonders if Master Xehanort will laugh at her. She hopes not. It doesn't seem like something he'd do, anyway; he never makes fun of her, no matter what her questions are. Still, this subject...
Well, she's going to try to push her worries out of her head, because now she's reached the floor. She expects he'll be there waiting for her. He always is.]
[ 02 ; floor 3 ]
[It's research time! Xion wants to learn more about the "language of flowers" that Master Xehanort brought up... It sounds fascinating. She's never heard about anything like it before, so she can now be found in the library.
In fact, she's trying to reach a book on the top shelf. She's too short, though, but if she stands on her tip-toes and streeetches, she can manage to pull one book out, slowly, carefully, caaaarefuuully --
And then she loses her balance and topples backwards. The book comes with her, but unfortunately, so do several of the ones on either side of it, and they come falling down on her head with a resounding thumpthumpthump.
...
Ow...]
[ 03 ; floor 25 ]
[Flowers, flowers, flowers... But which flowers are the right ones?
Xion is bent over, staring intently at a cluster of yellow flowers. After a moment, she looks at a piece of paper in her hand, where she drew the flowers wants. She found the original pictures in a book, so she tried to copy them down. Unfortunately, her drawing ability is not the best, so now she can't tell if the real life flowers she's looking at match any of her doodles...]
[ 04 ; floor 33 ]
[At last! Her work is done.
Xion had managed to find some gardening tools in the shed over there, for which she was grateful. She hopes she didn't hurt the flowers in-between the meadow floor and the farmland floor, but she thinks now that they've been replanted, they look a little happier. Maybe. She's going to have to do more research into how to grow more flowers after these die, but for now, she's happy. Mission success!
Anyone coming to this floor will find Xion squatting in front of a few assorted flowers that she obviously just finished replanting. She even watered them! Her clothes may be dirty and even a little wet, but she doesn't mind. It's totally worth it.]
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[He pauses as he realizes what she's just said.]
Blind date? Did someone arrange something like that? This tower never ceases to amuse...
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[scratches her jaw a little] I just don't know why. Making friends isn't a bad thing, right...?
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oh Kingdom Hearts almighty...]
Xion, while it is a well-intentioned statement that one can make friends on a blind date, it is not quite the true purpose of such a thing. A blind date is as the name describes: a date in which you do not know the person you will be seeing. You are entering the date blind.
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But. She doesn't really understand... Xion tilts her head.]
So... What are you supposed to do, then, if you're not there to make friends?
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... this keyword.
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A... relation... ship...? [It isn't that she doesn't understand what the word means; it's that she doesn't get it in this context.] Isn't... that what a friendship is, though?
oh my god
THERE'S A STORY BEHIND IT REMIND ME TO TELL YOU WHEN I COME BACK
[I͡͞s͘҉n͘͡'̸̀t̨ i̛͘ţ̷̀ ͜r̸͟ǫ́m͝a̵n̷ti͡c~͝?]
Like paopu?
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In a manner of speaking. The paopu is well-touted as being a device for young lovers to bind themselves together through eternity.
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So... What's... the difference? I'd have the paopu with my friends... But apparently it's not the same for "lovers"?
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Perhaps you are too young to understand the difference between platonic love and romantic love.
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I... [She wants to know. But how can she say this? How can she say it without saying it? Should she?]
You... remember when I had you hold my Keyblade? [To tell him that she's a replica without actually telling him.] Well, um. I'm... not as old as I look. [fidget. fidgetfidget]
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Then how old are you, my dear girl?
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Four hundred and eighty-four days.
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And how do you account for that?
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An artificial life form created in the guise of a young woman... who then took on the face of the boy, Sora.
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Like with the thing you said. "Platonic" and "romantic."
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In this particular usage, platonic implies a closeness that is affectionate and potentially intimate... friends and family and the like fall under this category. It is where the majority of one's relationships will lie. Likewise, romantic implies greater feelings of love that often move beyond the base of friendship into a deeper emotional intimacy, and can lead to the sexual.
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[a pause. then, entirely innocently:] "The sexual"?
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[He closes his eyes. Of course she wouldn't know. Why would he be granted that particular mercy?] The desire for physical intimacy beyond simple tokens of affection such as hugging or kissing.
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What's past hugging and kissing?
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[He gives a dismissive gesture.] A matter we will speak of another time.
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[Essential? Really? Why wasn't it explained to her before, then? ... well. It's not like the Organization went out of their way to actually teach her much about life, so...]
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