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towerofanimus2012-09-09 03:03 am
viditlibertas) wrote in towerofanimus2012-09-09 03:03 am
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☆ Dawn
Characters: Al Saiduq and Jun (also England?)
Setting: Forward-dated to ???; morning on Floor Twenty-Nine.
Format: Prose?
Summary: Temporal discussions and the birth of new flora. In other words, really pretentious girly stuff.
Warnings: Jun and Alcor being ridiculous. Also, probably Alcor being depressing, since that happens every time these two thread anyway. Potential onset of Britishness later on.
Sometimes- well, most of the time -Alcor missed Sol. Being the next closest star, as well as the more conventional one, gave him a sort of unspoken bond with the celestial body that would have been hard to put in human terms. Frankly, the Sun didn't give him any of the benefits it gave mankind, as he was too long-lived to really bat an eyelash at a 'day' passing...but it still had an effect on him. More like a comforting wave from a neighbor, if he had to simplify the phenomenon.
But, Sol was not the light shining down from the heavens here. To be frank, Alcor wasn't sure he wanted to try and divine how any sort of sufficient light got in to the various outdoorsy floors, but the plants seemed to grow all the same. He had been concerned at first, knowing full-well that they also required a certain amount of nutrition that Alcor was simply not equipped to supplement, but his worries were for naught.
It was most likely that he was still thinking too hard about all of that however, as a simple outing of "let's go plant more flowers!" had become yet another contemplative philosophy moment for the star. A small seed was pinched between his fingers as he carefully placed it in to one of the newly dug holes. It seemed he was placing them individually in some sort of pattern...?
"Perhaps I have underestimated plants, as well. They seem quite able to thrive in such harsh conditions, even without the Sun's affection." Another seed was picked out of the pack, the star teetering in his crouched position to reach for it. "Maybe this place is not so devoid of life."
Setting: Forward-dated to ???; morning on Floor Twenty-Nine.
Format: Prose?
Summary: Temporal discussions and the birth of new flora. In other words, really pretentious girly stuff.
Warnings: Jun and Alcor being ridiculous. Also, probably Alcor being depressing, since that happens every time these two thread anyway. Potential onset of Britishness later on.
Sometimes- well, most of the time -Alcor missed Sol. Being the next closest star, as well as the more conventional one, gave him a sort of unspoken bond with the celestial body that would have been hard to put in human terms. Frankly, the Sun didn't give him any of the benefits it gave mankind, as he was too long-lived to really bat an eyelash at a 'day' passing...but it still had an effect on him. More like a comforting wave from a neighbor, if he had to simplify the phenomenon.
But, Sol was not the light shining down from the heavens here. To be frank, Alcor wasn't sure he wanted to try and divine how any sort of sufficient light got in to the various outdoorsy floors, but the plants seemed to grow all the same. He had been concerned at first, knowing full-well that they also required a certain amount of nutrition that Alcor was simply not equipped to supplement, but his worries were for naught.
It was most likely that he was still thinking too hard about all of that however, as a simple outing of "let's go plant more flowers!" had become yet another contemplative philosophy moment for the star. A small seed was pinched between his fingers as he carefully placed it in to one of the newly dug holes. It seemed he was placing them individually in some sort of pattern...?
"Perhaps I have underestimated plants, as well. They seem quite able to thrive in such harsh conditions, even without the Sun's affection." Another seed was picked out of the pack, the star teetering in his crouched position to reach for it. "Maybe this place is not so devoid of life."
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"Thank you, for allowing me to talk to Chronos." The star's eyes closed, and his grin turned more pleased. "I am comforted that he dwells within the sea of your soul. That you have such potential for wisdom yourself astounds me."
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His smile was a bit sheepish though, at the latter part. Though it was pretty genuine compared to the other smiles he usually gave off.
"I don't know about that... Chronos is my Persona, but he knows much more than I do. I don't think I could even begin to come near him..."
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Casually imagining Shining One with Alcor purse, does this count as uguu thoughts or not.
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"Thank you for your vote of confidence, but..." His smile was gone at this point, and his expression grew distant and lost in thought. He had already proven himself time and time again to be more fool than wise man.
No need to dredge up that right now though. He shook whatever it was off, and smiled again. "Do you need any help with the flowers?"
Smoooooothly changing the subject aw yeah.