speak no feeling no I don't believe you

[vestigialdream]

Characters: [AU1] Platina and you, maybe?
Setting: Various locations
Format: Prefer action, but I'll roll with whatever you want to roll with.
Summary: Platina arrives in the Tower. Stuff ensues.
Warnings: Not sure, will update if there are any. Please note that Platina cannot speak to your characters. She can write, though.


[Room 3-05]

[Platina jolts awake, as would anyone else under these circumstances. She blinks, uncomprehending for a moment. She manages to get her clothes on quickly though, after finding them in the trunk.

She reaches over to the letter nearby and reads it. A long moment passes as she comprehends this. Your world has been destroyed. She's not sure if she should be upset or happy about this-

Anyone who comes in, or wakes up here, will find her just sitting there, head bowed as she stares at the letter. She's trying not to cry, you see.]



[Floor 22]

[She's just gotten out of Floor 23 and is now looking around in confusion, her eyebrows furrowed. She's paying less attention to the artwork and more attention to the stairs because...

Seriously? What was that? She's pretty sure there was a floor there...but a quick check of her notebook shows that if there was, she didn't speak to anyone there. So now she's just fluttering around the gallery, hand in front of her mouth thoughtfully. What just happened?]



[Floor 13]

[Platina can be found wandering here with an expression of awe on her face as she observes the architecture and the stained glass. She's never seen anything like it. The quiet, the vast nature of it, the lack of connection to the outside world...for some reason, she likes it.]



[Cafeteria]

[You knew this was going to happen. Platina is sitting at one of the tables with a generally displeased look on her face as she eats the oatmeal. Bleh! This is horrible! From time to time she draws abstract, yet annoyed scribbles in her notebook. It's as close as she can get to announcing that she can't stand this stuff.]

Comments

[Cafeteria]

[fusedstars]

[Mornings had always been the easiest part of the day at the tower, perhaps the most enjoyable, if only because he had more room to work with in the kitchen. Making himself a chef of sorts here, it did help him trying to get other thoughts off of his mind. It was then that he spotted the young woman eating the oatmeal, and not liking it at all. Expected.

He walks to her, handing her some sugar.]

Use this. It will make it more bearable to eat.

[Cafeteria]

[vestigialdream]

[Platina looks up at Hei for a moment. He had no reason to, but he helped-- She smiles just slightly, taking the sugar and shaking a bit of it in.

She then writes in her notebook:] Thank you.

Re: [Cafeteria]

[fusedstars]

No problem. It's best if everyone tries to find a way around the flavor of the food here.

[He takes note of the book.] I take it you are mute?

[Cafeteria]

[vestigialdream]

[She writes again:] Yes.

Re: [Cafeteria]

[fusedstars]

I see. Have you been made aware of all that goes on within this tower?

[vestigialdream]

I know that being here means my world has ended. Beyond that I do not know, I apologize.

[fusedstars]

No need to. There are things that should be told to you anyway.

What did you wish to know about this place?

[vestigialdream]

You have just mentioned "all that goes on in this tower"; may I ask what it is you mean by that?

[fusedstars]

There are events that go in this tower, be it from scientists or other suspicious forces. [Granted, he couldn't really name any.]

[vestigialdream]

Forgive me, I know this may sound ignorant, but may I ask what a scientist is?

[fusedstars]

A scientist is usually one who works on many different areas, such as the human body, cells, etc. In short, the scientists who run this tower do random experiments, usually by force. It involves surgeries forced onto the person.

However, there appear to be scientists who are with us, victims, who do not possess the same drive they do, and work on trying to improve life for everyone.

[vestigialdream]

[Platina's handwriting is very shaky as she replies.]

That is horrible

But I am glad that the second group exists

[fusedstars]

Numbers are extremely few of the latter. Just remember, that those people are the prisoners.

[vestigialdream]

Thank you for telling me, sir.

[She takes a deep breath - it's not needed, but...]

May I ask where a servant may be needed in this tower?

[fusedstars]

Servant? Well, usually the scientists can assign a job to someone, but other than that, not much, unless you wish to contribute with helping others.

[vestigialdream]

[The look on Platina's face is plainly puzzled. It's been years; she doesn't really remember what it is to have a choice.]

So I am to ask the rulers of the tower for my duties? That is unusual, but very well, I will ask. Thank you for telling me, sir.

[fusedstars]

I would avoid asking and simply try to converse with those near you. You are no one's slave here.

[vestigialdream]

[This gives Platina pause, and instead of writing, she just looks up at Hei as if he's grown a second head. This is a foreign concept to her - and she doesn't dare hope...]

[fusedstars]

True, the scientists do technically control this tower, but never think of yourself as a slave here.

You have your own free will. I suggest you use it.

Room 3-05 (obviously and forgive the tl;dr)

[virginwarrior]

[Lenneth handled the sleep paralysis with all the grave and maturity expected of a goddess. She breathed in deeply when it wore off, enjoying the feeling of being able to breathe again, reminded of Hrists' hostile takeover of her body with startling clarity at the feeling of the paralysis. Or would it be considered a lack of feeling? Regardless, Lenneth liked the feeling of control over her own body.

She nearly didn't notice the young woman nearby as she sat up, tugging at the collar and the tight jumpsuit. The goddess turned her eyes to the letter and suppressed a sob as she read it over. She was still All-Mother and in front of this girl, she would show nothing that could be used against her. Lenneth simply stood and went to her trunk, pulling it open and using Ether to switch the suit for her armor. She clipped Levantine around her waist then and stood, glad to have the familiar weight of armor and a weapon.

The sight of Gungnir in pieces concerned her but she could reassemble it easily enough when she had need of it. If she would need it. And then she turned to Platina and couldn't hide her surprise of stifle the gasp that escaped her.

She knew this girl...]

teal deer accepted

[vestigialdream]

[Platina nearly jumps off her bed, two seconds away from falling over on her face or her back. Never let it be said that shocked mortals were graceful ones... It's obvious, though, that there is nothing short of an Aesir or one of their messengers in that room. In fact, she's seen that garb before...unless she misses her guess, the strange woman with her face is a--

Valkyrie.

And here she is gaping like an idiot.

Very quickly, she gets to her feet and bows low to the goddess. She'd say something, some obeisance because that is what you do before the divine, but she can't, so she just settles for a flustered bow.]

Woo!

[virginwarrior]

[Lenneth is quickly to close the distance between them, kneeling down to place her hand under Platina's chin and lift it every so slightly to take a better look at her.]

Child, you needn't bow to me.

[Yes, that is her face. Slightly younger and in the body of a mortal girl but that is her face all the same.]

Who are you?

[vestigialdream]

[Platina looks up in awe, to some degree. The dark Valkyrie hadn't been so gentle with her words or her actions...though this brings a new problem, one that makes her flush.

Very quickly and lightly, she taps her own throat a few times to indicate that she can't talk. It's embarrassing, to be caught in such a state - rude, not to be able to make an answer. But...

Wait, the trunk...I think I saw them there. The notebook and writing utensils Asaka had given her in the wake of her losing her speech. Yes, that would probably do. Very briefly, Platina gestured with her hands toward the trunk, trying to indicate that she needed to get something from it.]

[virginwarrior]

[Lenneth nods shortly, standing and stepping aside, letting Platina get to her trunk. She was curious as to what she needed, not really thinking about alternate ways of communication quite yet and incredibly curious as to why she couldn't speak.]

Has your voice been damaged?

[vestigialdream]

[There it is! Platina briefly hugs the notebook and the pencil to herself before flipping the book open and then writing quickly, but neatly. She then shows her answer to the Valkyrie.]

I am Platina, Lady Valkyrie, and it is true that I cannot speak.

[virginwarrior]

Platina...

[A sigh escaped the goddesses lips, sounding more like a gasp and her eyes widened slightly. Not possible. Platina was dead, the human vessel she once resided in. How..?]

I am Lenneth. How is it you came to lose your voice?

[vestigialdream]

[Platina tilts her head at that sigh. What was that about? -- Never mind, she has a question to answer.]

I have not been able to speak since the night Master Belenus died. Beyond that I do not know.

[virginwarrior]

Belenus? He is...

[One of my einherjar.]

I am familiar with him. He is quite skilled in combat, as I have seen.

[vestigialdream]

I am aware of this. He was a good man, and kind. Another Lady Valkyrie brought him to Valhalla.

[She smiles for a moment, remembering that brief peace...if only that vampire hadn't--

Ugh. It still makes her shudder to remember it!]

[virginwarrior]

If I may, which Valkyrie collected his soul? It should have been I... Quite obviously not however.

[vestigialdream]

The Lady Valkyrie who claimed Master Belenus wore dark armor and she had dark hair.

[She was also really not nice, but you hold your tongue regarding the Gods!!!]

[virginwarrior]

Hrist.

[Oh no, Lenneth completely understands how rude and lacking in compassion her sister could be.]

Well, I am nothing like my sister. Do not worry, little one.

wow how did I forget this--

[vestigialdream]

Okay, Lady Valkyrie.

[--they have names? Wow. 'A' Learning so many new things now!]

Idk but that's alright~

[virginwarrior]

You may call me Lenneth, dear one.

[Most people were never on a first name basis with the Valkyries.]

[vestigialdream]

[...

That shade of pink really doesn't match Platina's eyes, and now she is bowing frantically. Someone is flustered!]

[virginwarrior]

Suddenly so shy?

[Just a bit amusement.]

[vestigialdream]

[It takes a while for Platina to write up the note because her hands are shaking.]

for a mere servant
does not

Lady Valkyrie, I am not worthy of such an honor

[virginwarrior]

[Oh Platina, you are so adorable.]

Who is it that decides whether one is worthy or otherwise? I've known many men and women in my time as Chooser of the Slain, even more when I took Odin's place, and I believe you are more worthy than many to use my name.

[vestigialdream]

[This is a metaphorical brainsplosion going on here. Whoa, dude. Well, that was a direct order, so...let's just go with that!! It's easier to deal with it this way.]

Understood, Lady Valky Lady Lenneth

[virginwarrior]

[Have a soft laugh.]

I suppose that is the best I am going to get, isn't it?

[vestigialdream]

I apologize

[She bows again. Hi, guess who's still getting used to the...everything that isn't life as she knows it?]

[virginwarrior]

You don't need to apologize, Platina.

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[how_wicked_ruler]

[ Stalking your every movement. Oh, and even Lenneth is here, isn't she? That is just glorious and beautiful.

For now, he'll just stalk Platina whenever he can. Spying whatever she does, whatever she says. Since Lenneth is here, he'll split the work into two. If Platina ever has the feeling someone looks at her, by the time she turns to check, there will be no one to be seen. ]

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[vestigialdream]

[Yeah, Platina is not liking this at all and it's really starting to scare her.]