Rude Awakening

[wildfiresage]

Characters: Darunia and you!
Setting: Floor 33
Format: Prose, but I can go action if you really want it.
Summary: Darunia is awake and confused and not very pleased.
Warnings: Injuries.

Those papers - they had to be wrong.

So Darunia had set out to prove them wrong - and see just where he was. The first few floors were just like the one he woke up on - full of more bedrooms. Then there was a floor full of chairs and windows. After that, though, was a room of darkness. Darunia made the mistake of trying to step out and see something - anything - and got cut and clawed a number of times for his curiosity. He stumbled back onto the stairs, rather shaken by the encounter, and proceeded onward. The next floor's tricky stairs gave him some trouble, but he managed to make it past with little incident, and went on until he reached the 33rd floor - how there were what seemed like whole islands for floors was incredibly perplexing on multiple levels. This one, though - this at least resembled Hyrule to a degree. There were things growing. There was life here - and it seemed to be a good spot to pause and recover from that dark floor.

Some of the wounds are deeper than others, and there's likely a number of fresh breaks on the stones that cover his back. Darunia seems more annoyed by them than anything, though. The sound of footsteps gets his attention, though, and he turns to see who - or what - is approaching.

Comments

[sageprincess]

Zelda is not very good at gardening, to be frank. Neither half of her life has really lent itself to spending a great deal of time in one place, digging around in the dirt. But even so, watering the plants isn't that difficult, and it's the least she can do while those who usually tend certain gardens recover from the Tower's latest trial.

And so she descends the staircase to the farmland floor, a bucket of water in hand. ... Which she very nearly drops when she notices someone quite familiar resting nearby.

"Darunia?"

[wildfiresage]

Now there's a familiar voice - though given what's happened to him already, he's not certain that hearing it is a good thing. He pushes to his feet, and regards Zelda with a nod. The water bucket gets an odd look - why would she be carrying that? And...well, there's a lot of other questions and frustrations swimming around in his head, but one rises above them all.

"What's going on here?"

[sageprincess]

"Something no one here quite understands, unfortunately." Goddesses know she'd love a more complete answer herself, but, well...

Setting the bucket aside for now, she steps forward into conversational distance, and... in a sense, to make certain what she's seeing is real, and not just a trick of her tired mind.

"We have been brought to this place by five people who claim our worlds have been destroyed and they are our saviors. Their words are not to be trusted, however; they are cruel and without compassion, using us as though we are little more than toys or guinea pigs."

That's the best she can do, right now.

[wildfiresage]

Darunia's usual frown grows deeper - and is tinted with disbelief and confusion. The Princess has no reason to tell him any lies, but what she says...

"Destruction would be untrue - we just saved Hyrule..."

He's not sure what else he can say - trying to get his head around this is tricky enough.

[sageprincess]

"And the Goddesses would not allow their creation to be obliterated so completely."

At least, that's the hope she's grasping onto. After everything she's been through, both here and in Hyrule, she just... cannot accept that all her efforts have ultimately been for naught.

"Destruction is merely what our captors claim, and they have hardly been forthcoming with the truth in the past. I would take their words with a healthy amount of doubt."

[wildfiresage]

There's a grunt, and he folds his arms, nodding at Zelda's assumption about the goddesses. "That makes sense."

His scowl remains in full force. "Untrustworthy individuals who would attempt to make us despair over our home..." He makes a disgusted noise. "I do not take well to being deceived."