Empress Euphemia li Britannia (
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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[A small amount of distaste might just have snuck into her voice, but she continued on quickly.]
At first I thought just the average definition of 'animus' was appropriate, but it seems to be too simple; there is more to it than this.
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Maybe it is. What better way to set us off track?
[She shrugged and folded her arms, leaning against a stack.]
Sometimes the best strategy is the most simple.
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These individuals that have captured us are capable of swapping our bodies, or forcing us to wear clothes that can suffocate us if we do not fulfill their conditions. I do not believe them capable of 'simple'.
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It depends on what they are capable of. Swapping bodies could be simple for them.
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This is... very true. I do not believe anyone here has a very good idea exactly what our hosts are capable of.
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[It would fit right along with everything else she's noticed about this place.
For a split second, thinking about that, she let her guard slip the fear and uncertainty she felt at the unfamiliar surroundings she found herself in. Her training had prepared her very well for the survival aspect, but this place was getting to her.]
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[She did not like the thought of that, especially after seeing Suzaku... but not her Suzaku; a version of her knight from a reality where she was long dead... she had her own share of paranoia at the moment.]
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[Azula folded her arms, thinking.]
It would make sense to conduct a survey of the other captives. Start a record or history.