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towerofanimus2012-09-18 04:39 pm
mysty) wrote in towerofanimus2012-09-18 04:39 pm
Entry tags:
1st projection • awakening
Characters: Mystina (in Kuja's body), open
Setting: Backdated to first day of the body swap event, taking place in various places.
Format: Starting in prose.
Summary: Mystina awakens in the tower for the first time...in someone else's body.
Warnings: Thong shots, throwing up. Will add more later if needed.
2-14, Kuja's room
Where is she? The last thing Mystina remembers is Loki's defeat, and then...
"Valkyrie?" She calls out, once the sleep paralysis wears off.
Wait. Something's not right. She calls out again, and frowns, realizing that her voice sounds different. Sitting up, she looks around the room, and then down at herself...
Anyone on the same floor as her might be able to hear a piercing shriek, and then, "WHAT HAPPENED TO MY BODY!?"
Floor Forty-two
This new body is surprisingly graceful. She makes her way across the iron bars, admiring the way she's able to maintain her balance with ease. Of course, it doesn't compare to the beauty and voluptuousness of her own body, and she's still pretty pissed about not being in it, but at least this new form is easy enough on the eyes. Although...looking down at the codpiece she's now wearing, Mystina decides that whoever dressed this body has questionable fashion choices.
Floor Nineteen
This is a peculiar floor. Finding herself in a library, Mystina begins pulling down books from the shelves and reading the different texts. Perhaps this will give her a clue as to where she is.
All she finds are strange, esoteric tomes that puzzle her. Microbiology? Genetic disorders? Wrinkling her nose, she slams the latest book shut and sits down with a huff. This isn't helping her at all!
A memory plays in her mind, unbidden, of an ornate library in the castle of Alexandria. A charming place, if perhaps a bit too mundane for his tastes --
Mystina gasps and shakes her head. Whatever that was, that memory was not one of her own.
Cafeteria
Things only go downhill after waking up. Mystina finally makes it to the cafeteria, bruised and battered from some of the nasty surprises awaiting her on her trek down, and tries to find something to eat. It doesn't go well.
The poor woman is currently leaning over a trash can, throwing up violently. Help her out and explain to her about the oatmeal?
Setting: Backdated to first day of the body swap event, taking place in various places.
Format: Starting in prose.
Summary: Mystina awakens in the tower for the first time...in someone else's body.
Warnings: Thong shots, throwing up. Will add more later if needed.
Where is she? The last thing Mystina remembers is Loki's defeat, and then...
"Valkyrie?" She calls out, once the sleep paralysis wears off.
Wait. Something's not right. She calls out again, and frowns, realizing that her voice sounds different. Sitting up, she looks around the room, and then down at herself...
Anyone on the same floor as her might be able to hear a piercing shriek, and then, "WHAT HAPPENED TO MY BODY!?"
This new body is surprisingly graceful. She makes her way across the iron bars, admiring the way she's able to maintain her balance with ease. Of course, it doesn't compare to the beauty and voluptuousness of her own body, and she's still pretty pissed about not being in it, but at least this new form is easy enough on the eyes. Although...looking down at the codpiece she's now wearing, Mystina decides that whoever dressed this body has questionable fashion choices.
This is a peculiar floor. Finding herself in a library, Mystina begins pulling down books from the shelves and reading the different texts. Perhaps this will give her a clue as to where she is.
All she finds are strange, esoteric tomes that puzzle her. Microbiology? Genetic disorders? Wrinkling her nose, she slams the latest book shut and sits down with a huff. This isn't helping her at all!
A memory plays in her mind, unbidden, of an ornate library in the castle of Alexandria. A charming place, if perhaps a bit too mundane for his tastes --
Mystina gasps and shakes her head. Whatever that was, that memory was not one of her own.
Things only go downhill after waking up. Mystina finally makes it to the cafeteria, bruised and battered from some of the nasty surprises awaiting her on her trek down, and tries to find something to eat. It doesn't go well.
The poor woman is currently leaning over a trash can, throwing up violently. Help her out and explain to her about the oatmeal?
Cafeteria
After a moment of indecision, she gently taps the stranger on the shoulder.] U...um...
[Thankfully, she's already got it written down for when they turn around, but she figures - she may as well start trying to speak again. It's a small step, just to verbalize like that, but for now it's enough.
Hopefully the stranger will understand.]
no subject
[Mystina finally stops heaving long enough to turn her head, prepared to tell off whoever it is.] What do you --
[A small gasp, and she turns all the way around.] Valkyrie? Wait, you're...Platina, is it? But why...?
[Sorry, kid, Mystina's confused and probably making no sense.]
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Please forgive me for intruding miss, but before you can eat anything else in the Tower, you have to eat the oatmeal, or else you will continue to be unwell.
I am not Lady Lenneth.
Library
He doesn't pay attention to Mystina though-- Kuja? Never met him before, and right now he didn't plan on speaking with this poorly clothed man. ]
no subject
[When Mystina finally lays eyes on Lezard, she's so surprised at seeing him that it actually takes a few moments for her to process. Once she does, however, she's all snarls and accusatory glares, standing up from her chair with a dramatic flourish and pointing at the man.] You!
[Of course, it all makes perfect sense. Who else would be responsible besides Lezard? Who else besides that little freak would have the ability or the sick desire to trap her in a strange body?]
What have you done!?
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[ He turns to the strange man-- What has he done? Nothing as of late, he is afraid. And especially not to this man whom he never met before.
He raises and eyebrow and wait a couple seconds. ]
Do I know you?
Library
A moment later, her attention shifted back to the book regarding mythology. Specifically, Morse mythology. It was fascinating to read what other worlds lived with and how her own differed.