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towerofanimus2012-10-20 10:10 pm
nomassacreshere) wrote in towerofanimus2012-10-20 10:10 pm
A Little Dash of Pink in Your Tower
Characters: Euphemia and open!
Time: October 20, evening
Setting: Room 2-07 and beyond
Format: I'll match you.
Summary: Euphie arrives at the Tower... in the middle of death and madness. First impressions are awesome, aren't they?
Warnings: None at the moment.
[It had all been for nothing, if the note left at her bed side was to be believed.]
[Euphemia really didn't want to believe it; she didn't want to believe that she had taken on the responsibility she had, led a fight against her father to save Nunnally and the world, only to have it all taken away in the end. Yet still the words on the note stared up at her, unchanging, until she finally crushed it in her hands, fighting against the urge to start shaking. She could not give in to despair and cry anymore, not ever or at least... not right now. She took an oath to her country and her people, and she was going to uphold that even if everything was gone, and only carry herself with the respect that those lost deserved.]
[That is what an Empress of Britannia did, after all.]
[A few minutes later had her walking out of the room she had been assigned in her civilian clothes, thankfully left for her in the trunk at the foot of her bed. If she was stuck in this place, she was going to find out as much as she could first, and hopefully she would find answers as to why she was really present at this unsettling place.]
[So, if you're walking through the dorm level, you might get stopped by a pretty pink haired girl, with a bearing that could only be described as royal.]
Excuse me, could you be so kind as to assist me?
Time: October 20, evening
Setting: Room 2-07 and beyond
Format: I'll match you.
Summary: Euphie arrives at the Tower... in the middle of death and madness. First impressions are awesome, aren't they?
Warnings: None at the moment.
[It had all been for nothing, if the note left at her bed side was to be believed.]
[Euphemia really didn't want to believe it; she didn't want to believe that she had taken on the responsibility she had, led a fight against her father to save Nunnally and the world, only to have it all taken away in the end. Yet still the words on the note stared up at her, unchanging, until she finally crushed it in her hands, fighting against the urge to start shaking. She could not give in to despair and cry anymore, not ever or at least... not right now. She took an oath to her country and her people, and she was going to uphold that even if everything was gone, and only carry herself with the respect that those lost deserved.]
[That is what an Empress of Britannia did, after all.]
[A few minutes later had her walking out of the room she had been assigned in her civilian clothes, thankfully left for her in the trunk at the foot of her bed. If she was stuck in this place, she was going to find out as much as she could first, and hopefully she would find answers as to why she was really present at this unsettling place.]
[So, if you're walking through the dorm level, you might get stopped by a pretty pink haired girl, with a bearing that could only be described as royal.]
Excuse me, could you be so kind as to assist me?
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No, certainly not. He is my knight.
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...Eh, then I can't say I've seen him aroun.' The guy doesn't sound dangerous or anythin'