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

[terraformagica]

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?

Comments

[wrigurun]

Dunno, but whenever I see them my powers don't work...

[The elevator finally comes to a stop at the restaurant and Wriggle makes her way to the staircase]

Remember what I said. You have to go really fast, okay?

[She holds out her hand for Amalia to take]

[terraformagica]

[ Amalia puts her hand in Wriggle's and nods. ]

Yes, I'm ready.

[wrigurun]

Hold on!

[In an instant she launches herself up the stairs in flight, practically dragging Amalia up with her. Wriggle isn't strong enough to lift her off the ground by much but hopefully she'll be able to run quickly]

[terraformagica]

O-Oh!

[ She hadn't been expecting that and fumbles trying to keep up. Even though she knows Wriggle wants to go fast, she can't help but look off the staircase, wondering what could be lurking up there. ]

[wrigurun]

[Wriggle tries her best to stay focused. There are a lot of floors that can catch you out on the way up. Through the gallery, the empty room, wait wasn't there one below it? No, no, no focus! And finally they come to the meadow. Wriggle lets go of her hand, flying round to face her with her arms outstretched]

Here we are!

[terraformagica]

[ Amalia's jaw drops even though she can feel a relieved joy welling up inside of her. ]

It's... it's beautiful. It's alive!

[wrigurun]

... It is?

[The idea of plant-life skips right over her head in favour of sentient rooms]

[terraformagica]

[ Amalia happily throws herself down in the grass. ]

Yes! Oh this is wonderful...

[wrigurun]

I don't think there are many bugs here, which is weird considering all the flowers but it's nicer than most of the tower.

[terraformagica]

Oh... do you like bugs?

[ Amalia gathers a handful of grass and flowers to her face and buries her face in them. ]

It's all right now. I won't let anything happen to you...

[wrigurun]

Well I am a firefly...

But don't worry about me, I can take care of myself! If anything I should probably be the one protecting you. I've been here longer after all.

[terraformagica]

You... are?

[ Of course she had seen the antenna, but it was just as common as some of the Twelve's physical features so she hadn't associated it with anything in particular. ]

O-Oh... I meant the flowers...

[wrigurun]

Oh...

They're just flowers. They'll be fine.

[terraformagica]

They're not just flowers. They've alive too, just like people.

[wrigurun]

I know but it's still not the same.

[terraformagica]

[ Amalia carefully puts the flowers back in their places. ]

It's the same to me, and to every Sadida. Showing me this place is the best gift you could've given me.

[wrigurun]

Uh, you're welcome!

[Still not idea what a Sadida is so she's just going to look a little perplexed]

But if you really like flowers that must mean you really like bugs, right?

[terraformagica]

"I like cute bugs," Amalia allowed and then felt obligated to point out, "but I think fireflies are cute."

[wrigurun]

Aren't all bugs cute?

whoops randomly switched to prose there, sorry.

[terraformagica]

[ Amalia hesitated; she didn't want to accidentally offend her new friend. ]

Yes, I guess they all are.

[wrigurun]

Yeah, and bugs pollinate flowers too so you must like them a lot.

I spend a lot of time here, it's not like the rest of the tower. There's a forest a bit further up but I can't fly when I'm there, so I climb the trees instead.

[terraformagica]

Mm, that's true that they do. Maybe you can introduce me to some new kinds of bugs so I can learn more about them.

[ There, that seemed nice and diplomatic. ]

You... can fly normally?

[wrigurun]

Of course! I flew you up here, didn't you notice?

[She floats into the air and does a small flip for emphasis. From now on it's doubtful her feet will touch the ground]

[terraformagica]

I-I might've... closed my eyes...

[ Amalia laughs nervously, she'd gotten herself caught in trying and failing to be brave. ]

((ooc: MY MUN FAIL, I hadn't read "flight up the stairs" as literal. ))/small>

[wrigurun]

Oh... I guess that isn't bad. Sometimes it's good to close your eyes, there are some scary things here...

[Even with her outgoing personality, she seems awfully quiet all of a sudden]

ooc [Don't worry about it! I should have been clearer. Just assume that whenever flight gets mentioned with Wriggle it's literal]