First awakening

[culbutiri]

Characters: Nesir Aeser
Setting: Room 2-01 and then all of the tower ending in cafeteria
Format: Chose I shall follow
Summary: Nesir wakes up, shenanigans happen
Warnings: Nesir's angry, so... rudeness and potential stabbings? I also have A permissions post because I am a flaily derp.

[Room 2-01]

Nesir's eyes opened but she couldn't move, breathing was hard and fear flooded through her wondering who was here, a prank from a priestling trainee? Or something more dangerous? Had she been betrayed...

But then she could move, she sat up looking for the culprit and then froze...

This wasn't the temple. She should have noticed before hand, the bed was too soft the sheets too smooth. Her clothing was too restrictive for the simple shirt she usually slept in. The lights too bright, she squinted. It was as bright as outside... She looked upwards at the lamp and shielded her eyes...

What was that? She blinked and frowned. Strictly it wasn't the first time she had woken up in a place she couldn't remember falling asleep in; but usually such times were caused by drinking far too much ale and the headache usually staved off the panic.

She wasn't the only one in the room, there were three other beds, she frowned at that; as an acolyte she had finally had her own room and it was something she liked. She stood up and picked the papers off the bedside table.

Your world has been destroyed. I saved you. Let's all be happy here. What...

She marched over to the closest bed and flung back the covers. "Does this be your idea of a joke!"

[All the floors ending in cafeteria] Her knives were in her trunk, that was a good thing. The bad things were this skin tight suit was the only thing she had to wear; and it didn't have anywhere to hide her knives. It meant she had to carry one of her daggers in her right, it was probably obvious that it was her weaker side, but she was determined to still use two.

The collar on her neck was the other thing that was making Nesir angry; as if kidnapping her wasn't enough. The collar wouldn't come off by cutting it with knives. She had tried.

She set off down the stairs, each floor brought a new wonder or terror. What in the names of all the gods was this place even? She held her knives close, she really needed to do something about these clothes, they had no place to store weapons. She explored each floor and was glad when she got to the bottom. More so because there was food. Her stomach growled and she went over to the hatch, it wasn't so different than the cafeteria at the barracks. Just... more... something... too white.. too clean... too bright.

When she was given plain oatmeal she pulled a face, but didn't argue and went to sit at a table, she sat watching, wondering what was different between those who had to eat oatmeal and those who got to eat the other food. What made her different, where they different types of prisoners? To fill a different role? She placed one dagger on the table and the other on her seat out of sight. She picked up the spoon with her left hand clumsily and scowled, she tried to eat food she could just pick up most of the time, she hadn't quite figured out eating with her damaged right hand yet.

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[great_king_of_evil]

...

[ Now that's new. Ganondorf cannot help but chuckle at this kind daring to give him orders.

That was a mistake, one doesn't simply order the Great Demon King. She probably didn't know and this showed some qualities Ganondorf could appreciate. She knew how to order pawns around, a leader inside and most likely one on the dark side so to say.

But right now, gotta set things straight. ]

I have met many newcomers. Some arrogant and some modest. Some powerful and some weak. Some became friends, others enemies.

[ He smiles and within a split second one of his twin sword was out, pointed at her neck. He wasn't smiling any more, instead he looked kind of, dangerous and deadly serious. ]

But never until now have I met one who had the pretension to command the King of the Gerudo around as if he were some mere pawn.

[culbutiri]

[Nesir's eyes narrowed when he started chuckling, was he laughing at her? How dare he laugh at her, stupid troll, ogre spawn thing. Whatever he was.

He hands went to her daggers but she paused as he spoke, cursing herself for her hesitation when he drew his own weapons, she was a few seconds behind him, dual daggers pointed up at his throat, she might at least be able to block his swords.

He was a King? Oops... Nesir frowned though, the creatures of the shadow had no kings... at least not ones acknowledged by humans.

Unless...

Nesir was at a loss, unsure, she didn't have the right information. Lost in a way she hadn't been... ever really... So old habits paid off.]

Well there do be a first time for everything.

[Because cheeking someone who claimed the title king was always a wise thing to do.]

[great_king_of_evil]

[ Oh no she didn't. ]

I see we have a sense of humor. You are lucky, so do I.

[ He smirks. Next things she would see, the exits all got sealed off by walls of fire- Thick and bright walls at that, no mere walls you could hope to run through with merely a few scratches. No, the kind of walls that would burn to death anyone trying to go through.

Ganondorf still holds the sword at her throat meanwhile. ]

Do you know the joke about the kid who arrived in the tower between dimensions, met the Great Demon King and tried to order him around before cracking jokes up at him? [He chuckles quite cruelly.] Oh I promise you, this story is to die for.

[ With that, he gets a bright energy ball to appear in his other hand. To be honest, lately he's really been wanting to kill someone, preferably in a slow, painful and horrible way. He's no mindless murderer and takes whatsoever no pleasure in killing... Usually.

But with all the things that happened lately? Killing someone would be an excellent stress-reliever. And this kid is kind of fitting the role right now. ]

[culbutiri]

[Oh damn it, curse everything and let light pierce the world. Why did this always happen to her. And why fire? What was it with stupid light addled magic users and fire? Why not water? Or a pile of mud?

Nesir's heart froze, he was a priest; and an incredibly powerful one at that. At least the fire had been directed at the doors and not herself... She shook a bit, because this was a full adult priest, not an arrogant learner who could be stopped before he went too far.

Her eyes flickered, like a rabbit in hunters light to the energy ball fear filling her. Because she really didn't want to die. She hadn't gotten this far to die in a stupid tower in a different world. Her daggers disappeared as fluidly as they appeared.

She took a deep breath, she was a trainee of the temple, she could deal with angry magic users. She dropped to one knee pressing her right fist against the floor with a slight wince.]

I do be sorry my Lord, I did no be knowing you did be a priest... I did no be meaning any offense.

[A priest and a king. Nesir berated herself; the amount of times she got herself into these kinds of situations... She should learn to control her tongue.]

[great_king_of_evil]

[ A part of Ganondorf was highly satisfied when she dropped on a knee and apologized for her behavior.

Another part was seriously disappointed he wouldn't get to kill her. It was still awfully tempting, but he sighed slowly as he had both the walls of fire and the energy ball fade away. Considering the situation, a potential ally was better than to kill her now and make of her an enemy.

A priest? This would be ironic, but not quite what Ganondorf is. She called him 'my Lord' though, that's enough. ]

You are new here, I'll pretend none of this ever happened. But that's the first and last time I will be that clement.

Now stand.

[ He crosses his arms and try to evaluate her. Still a kid, but... Hum, let's see. He doesn't exactly look nice and is still pretty cold, but at least he dropped the act meant to scare her. ]

Who are you in the first place?

[culbutiri]

[Nesir threw up a prayer to the shadow gods that she had managed to convince him not to kill her. She liked living. She stood up again, glad that the fire had gone, she didn't relax though. It was just her luck that she had ran into a priest on her first day.

She paled... She had commanded him in the name of the shadow god... How could she have been so stupid... She was still going to die... He hadn't mentioned it but...

After all what would be the odds of her running into a shadow sworn priest... She trembled a bit.] Nesir Aeser... I do be a warrior acolyte of the temple.

[great_king_of_evil]

...

[ He had whatsoever no idea what a warrior acolyte of the temple could be, but it wasn't hard to deduce the kind of rank she could have out of that. Not a higher up, but high enough to command those lower than her. Hum... ]

Then the first thing you need to know is that this is not your world. Your rules and what you have known do not apply here. Where I come from I am not a priest, I am much more than that.

[ He sighs when he notices she slightly tremble though and shakes his head. ]

Stop shaking I will not kill you. However, others might have. And will if you walk in the tower and order them thinking they are your servants.

[culbutiri]

[She knew that... Alright she knew the not her world thing. The fact her rules didn't apply... Well that was frankly terrifying... And he was more than a priest...

In Nesir's world priests and priestesses were the most powerful. There was nothing more than them. The kings and queens of the land would defer to a priest or priestess of the temple. This man had magic... yet was more powerful than a priest? The thought was terrifying...

She forced herself to stop shaking, grasping at the emptiness; glad when she could still reach it. All shaking or natural movement stopped, her mind cleared. She wasn't scared anymore.

She didn't feel anything anymore, but for the moment it was necessary, she could process information better this way without her emotions taking over.] I do no be understanding... [Ganondorf would probably pick up the difference in her voice, it was calm, almost emotionless.

Honestly Ganondorf was the only one she had made that mistake with; and only because he looked like the shadowy creatures of her world.] It do be very different from what I know... [And the rules... they were the only reason Nesir was still alive. Because she knew the rules of her world well and could use them to her advantage. Not knowing them...]

[great_king_of_evil]

[ That's already better. Much better. Now to, if not gain her trust, at least makes it clear he won't harm her as long as she doesn't do foolish tricks. Again. Because every occasion is good to try and get more allies or servants. ]

It's simple. In this world are people from countless different worlds, different societies. This tower has its own set of rules- Those that were made by the administrators and those born from the residents. Rules that evolve, change and adapt with every newcomer.

[ He pauses and nods at Phantom Ganon, having it vanish away. No need to have him stay around now. ]

But none set in stone, and even less rules that are actually followed. I am actually a firm believer that the order and rules of our, oh so sacred administrators, have to be shattered and replaced.

You will be fine as long as you stay yourself, play safely yet dare to take the necessary risks.

[ Such as trying to take over the tower whenever that is possible. At some point it will work. The administrators are too stupid to always defeat his plans. And she could help at that sometimes, maybe. ]

[culbutiri]

[It was a very good job that Nesir was in the emptiness because what Ganondorf was saying... No rules? At least no rules that were set in place. A place where rules changed all the time.

Nesir didn't know how to stay alive in a world without rules, she couldn't even imagine a world without rules...]

And what risks do they be?

[great_king_of_evil]

There are many kind of risks. You will see many opportunities offering themselves to you in this tower. Opportunities to obtain power, to free yourself from the captors, to go back where you come from.

The consequences of seizing these opportunities and failing can be disastrous. Most people here leave these opportunities fly by, afraid of the risks or afraid to make themselves known. Hence why most people you will see in this tower are worthless. they are prisoner and will not fight, contenting themselves in their prison which they consider for the most part as a relaxation center for them to fool around.

For them, this tower will be an eternal prison. There is no escape.

[ Ganondorf really doesn't like a lot of people. ]

Hence why hope if such opportunities arise, you will be able to seize them.

[culbutiri]

[That was something they had in common, Nesir didn't really like most people either. Nor did she like being imprisoned.] I will be escaping. They will no be keeping me prisoner. I do be used to disastrous consequences. [She grinned] It do be why I do be doing my best not to be failing.

[great_king_of_evil]

Wise words.

[ He does smile and nod, starting to walk away. ]

Now I do hope you will show yourself worthy of those words when the time will come.

[culbutiri]

Do no be worrying, I will be. [She nodded and felt a stab of relief as he walked away, that had almost gone very very wrong.]