towerofanimus | [OPEN] I walk out in the flowers and feel better~

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[OPEN] I walk out in the flowers and feel better~

Characters: Amalia & yours~
Setting: Floor 25 (Meadow)
Time: Any
Format: No preference
Summary: Sadida princess feels it's her responsibility to make things green again! How well she fares, that's still up for debate. Come bother her and make sure she doesn't pass out or anything from over-exerting her powers?
Warnings: Probably none.

This wasn't the first time Amalia had tentatively ventured up the staircase to the Tower's levels that had been ruined in the whale monster's attack, but she'd never ventured off the steps and onto the floors themselves.

Yet today was different and now she was standing in the torn up dirt that had once been a lush meadow. She knelt into the soil and carefully brushed some of the debris away from what might have been a clover patch before. "I'm sorry I didn't come sooner," she said quietly to the crumpled plants. "I was scared, but that's not an excuse. I still... have a lot to learn."

She pressed her hands flat into the dirt, closed her eyes and concentrated. Ripples of green light spread out from her in a circles and after a few moments, there began to be stirrings of new roots beneath the soil with a few tender green shoots tentatively raising into view. When she opened her eyes again, there was a radius of about 15 feet that was starting to grow again, like a young spring just recovering from a harsh winter. It was a long way from the lushness it had been, but now it could start growing back on its own.

Amalia looked at the rest of the ruined meadow, then down at the little patch she'd just created. She still had a lot of work to do.

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"I am." he stated simply as he walked.

"Trust is not something I do often... Most beings aren't deserving of it, at least not in my life... You just... seem so different."

"Do you really not know very many good people, Veigar? What about your friends?"

She seemed a bit disheartened to think that he didn't have many people he could trust, but it certainly helped explain why he was so rough around the edges.

Veigar scoffed, "Friends? I don't have them, or need them!"

He slowed his pace however, his gaze looking a bit down for a few moments before continuing. "I had teammates... yes. Comrades in combat even... But this concept of friends..."

"I didn't have a lot of friends growing up," Amalia said softly. "I had Evangelyne, and even though she was supposed to be my bodyguard she was my best friend. But everyone else... they didn't really see me. They saw my title and..."

She sighed a little. "And I was all right with that, because I didn't known any better. But then I made more friends -- real ones who saw me for me."

"How could they not see you? That... does not make sense! You're you! You're there! Were they blind? Or maybe... maybe they were much taller than you!"

No Veigar, she doesn't have similar issues as you do...

"Then they knew not what they were missing then."

His comment causes her to giggle. "Yes, most of them were taller than me but that wasn't what I meant. You have an impressive title too, right? Do you ever think that people don't know you as a person because of it?"

Veigar thinks for a few moments before looking back with a wicked grin, "This is true, but that is made up for by the mistakes they make not seeing me while we're in combat then. It's a mistake they won't be making again I suppose."

"You've got such a one-track mind," Amalia laughed. "But I think it'll be my turn to be surprised once I see your lab."

"I have a great mind!" Veigar said boisterously, completely missing the point!

Once they arrived to the location, what she found might not be what she thought she'd find. The lab itself had many of the things you'd find in a lab, chemistry sets, assorted machines, odd contraptions... but there were also very random items that somehow didn't make sense as to why they'd be there.

Balloons, toys, plants, lots of doodles and drawings that had 'SUPREME FAIL PROOF PLAN' written on most of them, there were even a few inventions that seemed like they'd be more fun or pleasant to play with than do any harm...

But there was also no lack of those either, they just didn't stand out so much compared to the odd things that made up the majority of the items.

"Oh Veigar..." Amalia breathed, her eyes going very wide. "It's... it's extraordinary."

She moved slowly past him, taking her time to stare at everything. She is careful not to touch, but it's pretty clear she's awestruck by the lab.

Veigar grinned extremely proud of himself and moved to walk besides her.

"Isn't it? Hee hee hee~ I am glad you can see it. I don't bring many people here... They don't deserve it. You however... There's just something about you." He left it at that and looked over his lab with pride.

"What do you use all of these things for?" she wondered aloud. "They look so complicated... but then, much of what I've seen here in the Tower seems complicated to me. Do your machines help people?"

She blushed a little when he said that she deserved to see the lab.

"Hmmmm...." Veigar mused to himself aloud, tapping at his chin as he walked around.

"They can help people, yes." That didn't mean that they were their purpose.

"I used them to find ways to better eliminate our enemies, the monsters of this place. Or simply to make things more comfortable."

"Not more talk about enemies," Amalia said, giving him a sidelong glance. "But what do you mean by more comfortable?"

"Huh? Why not? We're pretty much surrounded by them as long as we're in this place!" he replied a bit confused but moved over to a box.

Yes, this box, was just a box, a simple box, nothing but a box. Except that when he tapped it, it opened up into.... A magnificent beanbag chair that vibrated!

Yes, because this was what was necessary in life right?!

"BEHOLD! COMFORT! EHEHEHEEEE"

"Then make more friends until they at least balance out!"

Amalia stared at the chair in surprise, then she started to laugh.

"Oh it's cute!"

"Have you tried making friends with the horrors, spooks, monsters, murderers, and all around crazy denizens of the floors of this wretched tower? Maybe you should."

Okay, he didn't mean that, "On second thought, you shouldn't...." Because you'll get hurt and he wouldn't admit that worries him.

"Blasted, it's not cute! It is comforting! COMFORTING!"

"Hmph! Nothing's wrong with making an effort to meet new people and maybe make more friends." Then she grinned at Veigar's flustered reaction.

"You say comfortable, I say cute!"

"Comfortable woman!" he sputtered back before crossing his arms and looking away.

"And I don't mean with the blasted people who are sometimes useless! Those are fine I guess, talk up a storm, some are annoying, some are interesting, most of them aren't worth my time." he spoke as he turned to face a wall filled with scribbles and 'master plans'.

"No, I meant making friends with the locals and monsters of the tower. There's no way... It'd be best to always be prepared to destroy them before they destroy you."

"Cu~uu~uute!" Amalia singsonged, just because watching him get all flustered was pretty amusing.

"And I now consider that a personal challenge, just for you."

"A challenge?" he repeated right after her, looking thoughtful for a few moments.

"So if I can get these... creatures, cretins and minions to befriend me in some way, does that mean I win?" Because playing on his ego wasn't easy at all, nope.