towerofanimus | (no subject)

Characters: Illyasivel Von Einzbern and OPEN

Setting: In and around the Dorms

Format: Action Spam

Summary: Illya is none to happy to be seperated from her family and friends and relives this anger via pouting.

Warnings: Spoilers for Heaven's Feel are likely.

[Illya sat on her bed and thought. It was not the supposed destruction of her home that upset the young Einzbern daughter, but rather that it meant she would eternally be separated from those she cared about most. To never see her precious older brother without being able to truly convey what he meant to her was a punishment more harsh then any this vile place could level against her. She thought of the chaotic mess that the Grail War had become, of her servant's transformation into an unholy creature of darkness, and what may happen should that shriveled old man have his way. Though if the planet itself were destroyed none of this meant anything, but if it didn't, and she was not around to carry the War to it's natural conclusion it would mean an awful end for all she held dear. It was almost to much for the small girl to bear.

Any near her room may hear what sounds like a small child quietly sobbing to herself.]

[Only able to sulk for so long, Illya eventually resolves to leave her room for the time being and go out into the wider world. Roaming the halls around the dorm for a short while, all the while exploring her strange new home as a bid to chase away the dark thoughts laying heavy on her mind.]

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[...A child?

Those were the first thoughts that roamed into his mind after he spotted her passing him. Hmmm.... so children are brought to this place as well?]

How interesting...

[that really just slipped out on him.]

[That was enough for Illya to pause. What was this guy talking about? She'd had enough people after her to know nothing good could come of saying thing like that.]

What's so interesting?

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That the tower would bring in someone so young.

I'm 19, I don't think that is all that young.

[...................oh.]

Excuse me...? Hoh.... that's even more interesting....! Tell me, are you a witch like Bernkastel? [She looks small as well....]

I'm not a witch, I'm a magus. But that's not why I look like this.

...A magus? Hoh- like a sorcerer?

It means I can use magic.

Splendid.

I wonder I wonder.... how strong are you? Of course, looks aren't always what they seem.

I'll assure you I'm a very capable magus.

Hoh! I'm not doubting...! After all, I know of witches that appear to be younger than they are.

[Illya laughs.]

I guess you could say the same of me. I'm a little older then I look.

Right right.... little miss nineteen.

In any case..... what is your name?