Recuperating [Open]

[culbutiri]

Characters: Nesir and open
Setting: Room 2-01, outdoor areas and various other floors
Format: Prose but willing to switch
Summary: Nesir get's used to life in a more normal tower, gives some things that she stole back and generally takes stock of what has happened. If you were someone that said Nesir could take your things (or want to handwave that she did) feel free to come and reclaim them!
Warnings:

[1st November, her room] Her leg and eye were back. It was not as much of a shock as when she had come back from the dead and she was more relieved than anything. It seemed like Tohko was right, nothing lasted forever here. That both reasured her and terrified her at the same time. At least the urge to collect valuables was gone now. She felt rather stupid about that; so much about trying to lie low and take measure of the place before she did anything that could give away her true allegiances.

Getting up she spotted the clothes at the end of the bed, her training clothes and the note. A consolation prize... Nesir sneered at the tone but pulled the clothes on anyways. It was her uniform, the same hidden pockets she had sewed on and everything though they were empty. Still, she armed herself with the knives she had arrived with and felt... not normal, too much had happened for that, but almost herself for the first time since she had arrived.

She was shaken about what had happened, but it had happened and she would have to try and limit the damage done. She went up to the floors where she had buried treasure that wasn't candy, trying to remember where it all was. She soon had a decent pile of items back on her bed. She sorted through them to find Rise's and put them on her roommates bed, cleaning them the best she could. She would just wait to see if anyone else came to claim there things, she didn't care about anyone else's opinion enough to track them down.

[2nd - 6th November, around the tower] After investigating the new floors, which were very disturbing, Nesir had soon found out which ones to avoid and which ones were safe to be on, Nesir found herself bored. She wasn't used to being left to her own devices, her childhood had been very structured, even if she had spent times running wild in the streets of the city she knew when she was to be back in the inn, when she would be fed, when she had to learn and when she had to work.

The temple had been even more structured, every hour accounted for, only an hour of free time a day, two now that she was an acolyte. But here there were no lessons, no training sessions...

She still trained of course, she went to the floor with the running track and used the equipment there. Or went to the forest and practiced with her throwing daggers. She wished for someone to practice with, but didn't want to ask. She was getting better with her damaged hand, and she took comfort in that.

Other floors interested her as well, the graveyard was disturbing. Even more so than the morgue, even though she knew now that death didn't last here...

The science lab as well fascinated her, though she stuck to readying and examining for the moment, she knew what none of these things were. She had seen nothing like it in her world and so she would make sure she understood before she did anything dangerous.

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[culbutiri]

Using both hands was an advantage, Nesir was glad she had been pushed into it; especially since her loss of fingers meant she relied on her left most of the time. She would have been utterly useless if she hadn't already been able to dual wield.

Nesir smirked but she was suspicious, after all you should never trust anyone who compliments you, they probably want something. "Trainees who do no be good at what they do, do no be living to be acolytes." She told him with a small shrug putting the daggers back in her belt. Not that she wasn't ready if he tired anything, just he was not an immediate threat.

[great_king_of_evil]

She would be right not to trust him of all people. And even more right to think he may want something down the line-- He did want many things, and amongst other things more allies and people willing to help him in his further plans. But at least he would not attack her, or send monsters to test her true abilities. Just yet.

"Acolytes... Yes, you mentioned serving a God the first time time we met, did not you?" he asked. He remembered when she commanded him "in the name of the Shadow God." Not the best best memory and Gods, bah.

[culbutiri]

Well actually Nesir had been hoping he had forgotten that, but she nodded and looked around to make sure she had no other people following her. It wasn't that she trusted Ganondorf but from her words she suspected he wouldn't care that she didn't follow the light. Others might though and she was trained to be careful.

"Yes... The shadow god do be one of the gods that do be ruling my world. Except he do no really be ruling," yet, "the light gods do be having the power."

That should give him enough information without being too obvious, she looked around again. She wasn't a full warrior her eyes couldn't be everywhere while it looked like she was paying no attention. It was something she was working on.

[great_king_of_evil]

Not be ruling? Well, he could guess from her words her duty sort of was to ensure this shadow god rules someday. Obviously better a shadow god than a light god, but Ganondorf's bias against the gods was strong. This was probably obvious by his face when she mentioned the word "Gods" again.

"I see... A shame, truly. I have realized in this tower that the supremacy of those claiming themselves of 'light' over those claiming to be of 'shadow' is something that spread beyond one mere world."

And those who claim to be of darkness or shadow were the evil ones, of course. Ganondorf was used to this by now, but well...

"But I would not want to disturb your training. Please continue, albeit it is a shame you do not have any enemies to actually fight."

[culbutiri]

"Yes, I did be noticing that as well." Her face twisted, she hadn't been surprised in the slightest, the power of those who followed the light had always been far greater in her world.

Except she did have the hope that this tower was ruled by powers of darkness... She just had the dilemma that although she could see the work put into this place, appreciate the power it had taken to capture so many people from so many worlds...

The fact that she had been one of those people captured made her angry. She shrugged at Ganondorf, "Yes, unfortunately at the moment the only people I do be wanting to kill do be cowards and have been hiding themselves out of reach."

[great_king_of_evil]

As far as Ganondorf was concerned, it made no doubt this tower was ruled by darkness and its makers were evil, much like himself. No matter how most everyone in this tower seemed to suddenly have taken a liking to Ruana and admired Dax. For him, they were the same bastards as before.

He rose an eyebrow though. People she wants to kill? Maybe he could exploit that...

"People you want to kill? Residents of this tower or people from your homeworld?"

[culbutiri]

Nesir smirked at him, "Though I do be sure there do be quite a few people here who do be needing killed, and there do be many more from my world that I really do be wanting to kill. I was talking about the five that did be bringing us here." She shrugged.

"I can appreciate their power, they do be having a good idea and the power to be backing it up but no one do be capturing me and living. In the long run."

[great_king_of_evil]

"The five..." he nodded. Well, in his mind Zo had to be spared- He could be useful and would be necessary to run the tower. The other fours though, he would gladly help to have them slain "Someday you will have the occasion to kill at least one... The question is will you be fast enough?"

He sounded pretty convinced that she'd have her occasion-- Normal as he is still planning to take over in the close future...

"This power you appreciate-- They can kill us within a split second. Raw power is nothing against them, it's about pace and agility. If you want your chance, these are the skills you will have to develop. To kill them, before they kill you."

[culbutiri]

She didn't doubt him, surely if enough of them attacked they would win through. Fast. She could be fast, fast and efficient was how she had been taught to kill. Torture was all well and fine if you were secure, had time but when in doubt kill your enemies fast and don't give them time to fight back.

But a split second? "I will be training hard then."

[great_king_of_evil]

indeed, split second may be too much. Unless she was to gain new powers... Not a difficult task in the tower, but Ganondorf was well aware that not everyone was as power hungry as he.

"Training alone won't help you here. You will need more powers. Skills are nothing without power. But that's for you to find and take which powers you'll need."

[culbutiri]

Nesir looked at him suspiciously. "What do you be meaning by that?"

Because power... that was something you were either born with or not. In her world... But this was not her world...

[great_king_of_evil]

Exactly. And in this tower there were more ways than it was possible to imagine to gain new powers. For that matter Ganondorf could grant some powers to people, but so far he had only done it with Reno (and that was mostly with the purpose to trap him ultimately).

"Quite simply. When you do not know how to wield a sword, one day you pick up a sword, train with it and walk the path to mastery. The same is true for powers. While some are unique to individuals, some can be given, transmitted, taught... Or even stolen."

[culbutiri]

Well he definitely had her attention now... "You do no be lying?" She asked him suspiciously, "Is that how you did be getting your powers?"

[great_king_of_evil]

"I would not be lying about this. As a matter of fact, I myself can teach and grant powers, for an example."

He smiled at her question and shook his head.

"No... And yes." she may catch a glimpse of the Triforce glowing on the back of his hand "My powers are natural to me, but this mantle of flesh was keeping them sealed away. Let's say I acquired the mean to unseal them."

[culbutiri]

"You can be?" Nesir paused and frowned as she worried she had sounded too interested, too eager.

She saw the glowing symbol and wondered what it was, "So you did be born with it but it did be hidden from you?"

[great_king_of_evil]

"Yes, I can indeed." he simply replied, still smiling. But he would wait a bit. Again after Reno, he was more careful about granting powers.

"Yes. Let's simply say my powers were too great to be used through my body-- Unless I used a catalyst, which is what you can see on the back of my hand." no need to explain the power of the gods part "For all we know, you may have latent powers yourself."

[culbutiri]

Well that was interesting. Nesir had never particularly wanted powers; though power manifested at about fourteen years there were signs that those that knew what to look for could pick up and learn whether magic was going to be part of a child's life. Those that had raised Nesir had had no doubt she would not manifest power.

"I do be doubting it, there do be only one power in my world and I did be spending the last three years at the heart of it. If I did be holding magic they would have been noticing."