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towerofanimus2012-11-26 06:14 pm
nomassacreshere) wrote in towerofanimus2012-11-26 06:14 pm
Need a Define:Animus Function
Characters: Euphie, Open
Setting: Floor 19
Format: Pick your poison and I'll match.
Summary: Euphie isn't capable of doing much compared to all the people with superpowers and military training, but she can at least do some research.
Warnings: NA?
[Well, the library on the nineteenth floor was an organized mess this evening, though all for a good cause.]
[There were papers scattered over a table, and if one looked, they would be able to see the words that Ruana shared with everyone the other day, some of the bits that seemed like it was very important information highlighted or circled, all written in very elegant handwriting. Next to the small mountain (which at this point was looking less like a mountain and more like a lake), was a thickly bound dictionary forced open to the entry on the definition of the word "animus" -- a "hostility or ill feeling" or the "motivation to do something". Judging from the fact that the book was obviously shoved aside, however, it doesn't seem like that was the definition the person doing the research was looking for.]
[If one looks deeper into the library, they'll find the person responsible for the mess, browsing through the thick tomes, or at least trying to. Euphemia wasn't exactly the strongest person in existence, and some of the books probably weighed as much as she did. At the moment she's up on a ladder, trying to get something from the top shelf, ignoring the fact that her ladder is wobbling...]
[...she might be in need of some assistance.]
Setting: Floor 19
Format: Pick your poison and I'll match.
Summary: Euphie isn't capable of doing much compared to all the people with superpowers and military training, but she can at least do some research.
Warnings: NA?
[Well, the library on the nineteenth floor was an organized mess this evening, though all for a good cause.]
[There were papers scattered over a table, and if one looked, they would be able to see the words that Ruana shared with everyone the other day, some of the bits that seemed like it was very important information highlighted or circled, all written in very elegant handwriting. Next to the small mountain (which at this point was looking less like a mountain and more like a lake), was a thickly bound dictionary forced open to the entry on the definition of the word "animus" -- a "hostility or ill feeling" or the "motivation to do something". Judging from the fact that the book was obviously shoved aside, however, it doesn't seem like that was the definition the person doing the research was looking for.]
[If one looks deeper into the library, they'll find the person responsible for the mess, browsing through the thick tomes, or at least trying to. Euphemia wasn't exactly the strongest person in existence, and some of the books probably weighed as much as she did. At the moment she's up on a ladder, trying to get something from the top shelf, ignoring the fact that her ladder is wobbling...]
[...she might be in need of some assistance.]
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[Euphie fumbled, shuffling her skirt away enough for her to sit up, looking up to Nunnally and just taking her in for the moment. She was... still in a wheelchair, but she could see? Was this Nunnally also from an alternate world?]
[...how cruel.]
It is all right; I was not paying attention.
[She reached up to take Nunnally's hand, but hesitated; what if she was from the same world as Suzaku and Lelouch? This would mean that... for Nunnally, she was already dead...]
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It's easy to get caught up in this place, Euphie. [ She calmly says, the earlier edge of anxiety leaving her voice. ] It's our home now, isn't it?
[ She's already seen three other ghosts walking around, so a fourth can barely phase her. ]
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[She smiled sadly, giving her half-sister's hand a squeeze.]
Nunnally... have Lelouch or Suzaku told you anything about my presence here yet?
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[ No, that's negative and therefore is swallowed just as easily as it came. ] Unfortunately not. I don't think they've had an opportunity to speak with me. This place is large enough, so they might have thought they would have had a little extra time.
[ Because she doesn't want to be clever enough to think they would keep Euphemia being alive and well a secret. There's no advantage to doing so. So why did they fail to tell her? ]
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Nunnally, I am from a different world than you. In my world... events transpired differently.
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[ The unspoken plea to know more remains unspoken as she sits there silently in wait. The thought of another world different her own is overwhelming, but not enough to cripple her. ]