towerofanimus | [OPEN] Bring me flowers when it's over~

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[OPEN] Bring me flowers when it's over~

Characters: Amalia & yours~
Setting: Second Floor, 2-19 area, then cafeteria
Time: Night
Format: No preference
Summary: Amalia's just woken up in the Tower and is Seriously Displeased with the situation.
Warnings: Emotional princess is emotional, so there will probably be some dramatics.

→ I. DORMS - SECOND FLOOR

[ From inside of room 2-19, a quavering voice comes drifting out into the hallway. Amalia is sitting on her bed with the pair of letters in her hands with their paper crinkling as she frets, shaking her head back and forth so that her bright green hair swung around her shoulders. ]

No, no, this can't be right! Eva-- Evangelyne? Where are you?

[ She gets off the bed and goes to the door, but hasn't seemed to have found the strength to step out into the hallway yet. There's a pause and then her voice rises to an unhappy shriek. ]

AND WHAT AM I WEARING?!

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→ II. CAFETERIA

[ Thankfully she located her clothing in the trunk at the foot of her bed, saving her from having to grow all new ones. In fact there were several of her outfits inside, along with some possessions from her room at home. Along with the encouragement and explanations of the people who'd helped her on the second floor, she was cautiously making her way down to the cafeteria. ]

Oh Sadida... did I get lost already?

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[Fear? He knew a thing or two about fear, but that fear was replaced by hatred and revenge once he escaped Noxus. Veigar shrugged at the comment, continue his stride.]

What's about my world? There's nothing I truly regret leaving I suppose, it was all bound to end at some point with how much the League failed to control the use of magic. It would have eventually had a similar fate as to the one you might be witnessing soon once you look at the viewing station...

No worries, it knows who you are and what world you came from and it will show you it's state. Again, last warning, it's not a pleasant sight and the backlash from seeing your world in that state... well it varies from person to person I guess, and how much you cared to begin with.

You mean to tell me there's nothing at all about your world that you... miss?

[ She's having a hard time phrasing that so it isn't a hypothetical, but she doesn't want to keep arguing with Veigar since he's being accomadating at the moment. ]

I appreciate your warning. I'm afraid I've been a little rude... my name is Amalia Sheran Sharm. What's yours?

Well, very few things that it's best not to fret over when I haven't found a way to reverse what happened. So in the meantime, it's best not to think on it.

[Veigar looked at her curiously before nodding.]

I am Veigar, master of time and space arts and wielder of raw power!

[Of course he had to yell it, it wouldn't be him!]

Pleasant to meet you Amelia Sheran Sharm.

I... guess that makes sense.

[ It kind of did, but not in a way she thought she'd be able to emulate. ]

That's quite an impressive title, but it's a little long -- but my name is too. So you can call me Amalia and I'll call you Veigar!

Fair deal. [Veigar said with a nod before turning to look at the viewing stations. She didn't seem like the type who'd take the things the viewing stations showed very well... But did he care enough? He usually didn't, why should he? He's Veigar! However... Gaining more allies was never a bad decision. He's leave it to fate and flipped a mental coin.]

Are you certain you wish to face what lies in the viewing stations?

[ She is quiet for a moment, thinking over his question and her answer. But even though he's been very gruff, Veigar keeps warning her and that's somehow courteous of him, giving her so many chances to walk away. ]

No... I'm not ready at all. I'm sure someone as wise as yourself can tell that even without any deception.

[ She takes a deep breath. ]

But if it's really true, I can't hide from it. I can't stay ignorant when I have the opportunity to learn the truth. It's not very good behaviour for a princess, and it's not the kind of person I want to be.

So even though I may hate it, or be very afraid of it, I still have to face it.

That's commendable to say the least. At the very least it doesn't sound like reckless bravado which I loathe so I can back you up on your choice.

[He points towards the screens and looks back to her.]

All you have to do is get close and look... it'll know... it always knows what world to show.

Good luck Amalia, I'll be right here.

Edited 2012-07-26 02:52 (UTC)

[ Amalia stepped up to the viewing portal and looked through it. For several moments she said nothing, only stared through the screen in complete silence.

Finally she bowed her head and stepped away, hiding her face in her hands. She takes a few shaky steps, but then her strength seems to give out and waves, falling against the wall. ]

I...

Wasn't quite what you expected?

[Veigar said in a calm voice, walking up behind the girl and looking from her, to the viewing station, then back again.]

At least now you know. That's what you wanted, correct?

[ Amalia sniffles, but she's managing to hold back an outright flood of tears and sobs. ]

No one could expect that, even with all the warnings in the world, Veigar. I know why you tried to keep me from looking.

How did this happen? How could someone or something just... destroy like that?

[ And then in a much smaller voice: ]

But I can't... can't really be the only one left? What about the Tree?

[Veigar stalled his response. He was having a hard time knowing the answer himself. One part of him wanted to comfort, to pat her on the back or even rub it, tell her he didn't know how someone could just destroy an entire world... that, was more than likely what little Yordle he had in him, his cheerful culture.

However, his other side simply laughed, he knew why anyone would destroy hell he THRILLED in destruction himself. Both out of vengeance or spite, or sometimes even just because HE COULD. He didn't seek power and become the most powerful for no reason... no he wanted to make the world pay...

And yet now...]

Sometimes they don't have a reason... sometimes they just do it because they can.

[He took a moment and moved closer, placing a gauntleted hand on her back in an attempt at comfort.]

Like I said earlier, they might, or might not show up here... No one really knows who was saved and who didn't make it. If anything, you can take comfort in the fact that you never know because they don't always show up at the same time you do.

[ Amalia turns and wraps her arms around Veigar's small form. Maybe it was the striking resemblance to Master Joris whom she'd grown to like during his post in her kingdom from the King of Bonta, but it just seemed like something she felt all right doing. ]

I understand... I won't let go of my hope that I'll see them again.

[Veigar blinked a few times not really knowing what to do. For a few moments, he remained with open arms and a rising warmth on his cheeks that he couldn't quite put down. After a few moments, he closed the embrace along with light comforting pats on her back before looking up.]

Hope is a strong aspect... it can even become a powerful weapon or defense in times of great strife and grief...

[He'd seen as such during the invasion of Ionia by their enemies... such a small City-State and it still was able to survive such an onslaught even when things looked dire.]

I think you'll be fine here Amalia.

[ Amalia pulls away after a moment, a little embarrassed but feeling better. ]

I hope so. I don't want to let anyone down... including you. You hardly even know me but you've already helped me a lot.

[Veigar looked at her curiously for a few moments. She seemed to not be scared, or fearful or worried that she close to him. In fact, she seemed glad. This was something rare and a pleasant change of pace...]

If you ever need something... You can call me.

Thank you Veigar, I'll remember that. You can ask me for help too, if you need it.

[ Even though she wasn't sure what kind of help she could offer, being so new and unfamiliar, but she wanted him to know it anyway. ]

Veigar needs help from no one! I command the intricacies of raw power, time and space.. Allies however... allies always are welcomed. I'll keep your offer in mind Amalia.

[Veigar nodded before looking back at her then towards the exit.]

You'll have to get to the cafeteria and eat the dreaded 'oatmeal of initiation'... It's a prerequisite you have to undergo before you can adjust to eating anything else here... If you don't eat the oatmeal well, you can't eat anything else here...

Advice? Just swallow it as fast as possible. It has the blandest taste, I'm sure one of the tall ones made it since they have such bad taste!

Ah, well... I'm really not very hungry at the moment, but I'll do as you say.

I'll see you again, won't I? In the Tower, I mean.

You will. This tower will not eliminate me, I can assure you of that.

....

You need to promise the same...

Err, that is... uh, that you won't let them win and you will stay alive and well.

Like I said earlier, if you require help, don't hesitate to contact Veigar.

Yes, I'll promise. For all my friends from home... and for the new ones I'm making here.

Right, good, that's settled then.

[Shift, shift, play with rod idly, kick a random pebble.]

Right, so, I'll go back to my business, unless you require anything else?

[ Amalia looks back at the viewing station and can't suppress a shudder. ]

No. I just need to think about all of this.

Very well then, I take my leave.

[Veigar turns to leave and then pauses midstride, taking a look back over his shoulder.]

Stay safe.

[And with that, the Tiny Master of Evil left the floor.]

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