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towerofanimus2012-08-31 08:10 pm
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[03] || [Dark Times] || [Open]
Characters: Gandalf and you
Setting: The Libraries, Floor Twelve, Meadow and Anywhere Else.
Format: Action for a start, but will follow.
Summary: Gandalf reappears two weeks after the Whale Accident ended (he had mysteriously disappeared a few days after the Whale Event started). He's going to linger mostly around the libraries and smoke his favorite brand of weed to relax, feel free to poke him or speak to him.
Warnings: None for now, will update if something comes up.
Floor Nineteen (Library)
[ Gandalf is roaming through the ruins of the Research Library, picking up some of the ruined books on the ground at times- Quickly looking through them before putting them down. He is clearly looking both saddened and bothered by the destruction that happened during the attack- And he had a front seat to witness it all.
It looks as though he's looking for something specific, maybe something he lost. Or maybe he's just looking for clues as to the true nature of what happened. ]
Floor Three (Library)
[ The White Wizard is not reading any book in this library. No, instead he is writing in a book, a quite large one at that. He started working on this book since his early days in the tower, in order to record all of his findings about the tower, in order to write out all of his theories.
This could come in handy in case he was to disappear from this tower, someday. It had happened once before, it could happen again. But at least, a trace of his discoveries and theories would be left behind. He had done well to hide the book and protect it with a few spells; the book had gone through the attack undamaged. He was about to hide it once more, but before doing so he needed to quickly add a few more of his thoughts, discoveries and theories.
Gandalf doesn't bother to hide as he does so. After all very few people frequent the library and even if someone was to see this- The book is written in a language that most people in the tower cannot read. Three people at most can, and he knows them. Yet, the title of the chapter he is currently writing, and only the title, can be clearly read in the common tongue: ]
"Of the Fëar and Hröar (Souls and Bodies)"
Floor Twelve
[ Very often Gandalf would come on the Twelfth Floor and quietly stared at the terrible scenery depicting the end of countless worlds. It was terrible, but it helped him focus and think, to ponder about the situation. To develop and research into theories.
This floor was certainly in a sorry state after what happened, but even so you will find Gandalf there, quietly staring at the scenery all while smoking some of his favorite pipe-weed. It helps to relax and focus, really.
If you're unlucky, you may happen to come when the smoke he exhales takes a whale shape. Irony also helps to focus. ]
Floor Twenty-Five (Meadow)
[ The meadow is clearly not in a good shape, and not the pleasant sight it usually is, not the comforting place it used to be for people wanting to forget would it be only for a minute the horrors of the tower.
Yet you will find Gandalf there at Nightfall, walking around and looking for a very particular kind of plant that, hopefully managed to avoid being crushed by the monsters, but there is not much hope. ]
Anywhere Else
[ You may find he White Wizard pretty much anywhere around the tower on that day, with his staff in hand. Be it a destroyed floor or one that managed to avoid destruction, Gandalf may be lurking around. He'll be moving a lot, but he'll stop to at least get a proper meal. ]
Setting: The Libraries, Floor Twelve, Meadow and Anywhere Else.
Format: Action for a start, but will follow.
Summary: Gandalf reappears two weeks after the Whale Accident ended (he had mysteriously disappeared a few days after the Whale Event started). He's going to linger mostly around the libraries and smoke his favorite brand of weed to relax, feel free to poke him or speak to him.
Warnings: None for now, will update if something comes up.
Floor Nineteen (Library)
[ Gandalf is roaming through the ruins of the Research Library, picking up some of the ruined books on the ground at times- Quickly looking through them before putting them down. He is clearly looking both saddened and bothered by the destruction that happened during the attack- And he had a front seat to witness it all.
It looks as though he's looking for something specific, maybe something he lost. Or maybe he's just looking for clues as to the true nature of what happened. ]
Floor Three (Library)
[ The White Wizard is not reading any book in this library. No, instead he is writing in a book, a quite large one at that. He started working on this book since his early days in the tower, in order to record all of his findings about the tower, in order to write out all of his theories.
This could come in handy in case he was to disappear from this tower, someday. It had happened once before, it could happen again. But at least, a trace of his discoveries and theories would be left behind. He had done well to hide the book and protect it with a few spells; the book had gone through the attack undamaged. He was about to hide it once more, but before doing so he needed to quickly add a few more of his thoughts, discoveries and theories.
Gandalf doesn't bother to hide as he does so. After all very few people frequent the library and even if someone was to see this- The book is written in a language that most people in the tower cannot read. Three people at most can, and he knows them. Yet, the title of the chapter he is currently writing, and only the title, can be clearly read in the common tongue: ]
"Of the Fëar and Hröar (Souls and Bodies)"
Floor Twelve
[ Very often Gandalf would come on the Twelfth Floor and quietly stared at the terrible scenery depicting the end of countless worlds. It was terrible, but it helped him focus and think, to ponder about the situation. To develop and research into theories.
This floor was certainly in a sorry state after what happened, but even so you will find Gandalf there, quietly staring at the scenery all while smoking some of his favorite pipe-weed. It helps to relax and focus, really.
If you're unlucky, you may happen to come when the smoke he exhales takes a whale shape. Irony also helps to focus. ]
Floor Twenty-Five (Meadow)
[ The meadow is clearly not in a good shape, and not the pleasant sight it usually is, not the comforting place it used to be for people wanting to forget would it be only for a minute the horrors of the tower.
Yet you will find Gandalf there at Nightfall, walking around and looking for a very particular kind of plant that, hopefully managed to avoid being crushed by the monsters, but there is not much hope. ]
Anywhere Else
[ You may find he White Wizard pretty much anywhere around the tower on that day, with his staff in hand. Be it a destroyed floor or one that managed to avoid destruction, Gandalf may be lurking around. He'll be moving a lot, but he'll stop to at least get a proper meal. ]
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At least they have this in common. When after a while his steps takes him closer to Xehanort's location, the White Wizard picks one of these books and places it on a ruined shelves, much like Xehanort did.
Can't hurt to give him a hand for a good cause. For a very brief time. ]
Restoring this library to its former glory will be a hard task, I'm afraid.
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There died a myriad,
And of the best, among them,
For an old bitch gone in the teeth,
For a botched civilization,
Charm, smiling at the good mouth,
Quick eyes gone under earth's lid,
For two gross of broken statues,
For a few thousand battered books.
[His tone and diction return to normal and he slowly retrieves another book, flipping the torn pages delicately.]
A shame. The volumes here were quite informative, the work of sweat and tears. The loss of such a place is a true tragedy.
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[ Gandalf remains silent as Xehanort recites those few lines of poetry, respecting his sadness at the sorry state of the library. To be honest, Gandalf thinks that's a bit over-exaggerated. In the end, these are only books. Lifeless possessions that can be rewritten on and replaced on the long-term. Gandalf would rather reserve the poetry and tears for the dead, or more wisely, for the livings.
But as another scholar- As an erudite with many interests, be it in history, magic but also the sciences at times, Gandalf can understand his sorrow to an extent. Thus he respects it and nods after Xehanort's words. ]
Many lifetimes of works, written by people all as different as the lands they came from.
[ He takes one of the few books that has gone through the attack mostly undamaged, save for a few scratches. ]
Yet not all has been lost. From what remains, with hard work what has been lost can be returned.
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Still, somehow surviving even long after the original author no longer lives. A curious execution...
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Curious indeed, but probably the most beautiful way one can live forever. The few immortals wish they could die and most mortals wish they could live forever. Transmitting something to the future is how many mortal beings find immortality. Discovering what those before left behind gives those who live a sense of continuity.
It would be wisdom if all could see how beautiful the continuity brought about by mortality and knowledge is.