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towerofanimus2012-12-08 07:27 pm
sageprincess) wrote in towerofanimus2012-12-08 07:27 pm
Minuet ♪ Moving
Characters: Zelda and you!
Setting: Floor 3 or 19, Floor 25, Floor 14, and Floor 32
Format: Starting with action - I'll follow you!
Summary: The Princess of Hyrule going about her days while trying not to freeze to death.
Warning:Sexual confusion? None yet.
Floor 3 or 19
[The libraries might as well have become a second home for Zelda with all the time she has spent there recently. Ever since Ruana (and to a lesser extent, Dax) took to the network, she has been pouring over book after book, network post after network post, trying to make sense of the things she said. Of course, any success is limited at best, and for the most part, the only fruit of her labor thus far has been a stack of notes with more questions than answers contained within.
Still, the search gives her focus and drive - things she had been terribly lacking in since... the end of June, really. And perhaps that's the most valuable thing Ruana gave her that day - not information, but a will to do more than merely endure.
In any case, if you're looking for one long-eared princess, you are most likely to find her here, surrounded by her books and notes.]
Floor 25 (Forbow_of_the_galadhrim and maybe friends?)
[Of course, that is not to say she does nothing else with her time. Sometime before the chaos of October and everything else, Legolas said the elven swords he was having crafted for her were ready, and they could begin training. Sure, it's cold now and getting colder, but it's peaceful for the moment (well, for some definition of peaceful), and she needs to learn eventually.
So, looking more like a pirate than a princess in Tetra's mother's (her descendant's?) long coat and her hair tied up in a ribbon, she waits on the meadow floor for the Prince of Mirkwood. At least there's no snow on this floor.]
Floor 14
[And sometimes even she needs a break, though loathe she is to admit it. She doesn't frequent the media floor often - even after nearly a year's time in the Tower, most of the technology there is beyond her. But she does know how one piece of electronic machinery works (though don't ask her what it's called), thanks to a girl who's long since vanished from the tower walls. And it's that piece of machinery that's currently serenading her with the sounds of a certain British classic rock band as she curls up on a couch nearby, wrapped in the fluffy comforter she got as a "prize" for participating in Halloween's "game".
Pass by at just the right moment, and she might even appear to be asleep. Even back in Hyrule, music was always there to provide a temporary escape from life's hardships, and it's so easy to get lost in it...]
Floor 32
[And sometimes, given the high levels of stress inherent to the situation, it is necessary to take "taking a break" a little further.
Look up into the trees on the forest floor, and you might see a blur of blue and grey hopping from branch to branch, disturbing and sprinkling the snow that's accumulated there in its wake.
Investigate?]
(Responses for the last prompt will mostly come fromsagesurvivor.)
Setting: Floor 3 or 19, Floor 25, Floor 14, and Floor 32
Format: Starting with action - I'll follow you!
Summary: The Princess of Hyrule going about her days while trying not to freeze to death.
Warning:
Floor 3 or 19
[The libraries might as well have become a second home for Zelda with all the time she has spent there recently. Ever since Ruana (and to a lesser extent, Dax) took to the network, she has been pouring over book after book, network post after network post, trying to make sense of the things she said. Of course, any success is limited at best, and for the most part, the only fruit of her labor thus far has been a stack of notes with more questions than answers contained within.
Still, the search gives her focus and drive - things she had been terribly lacking in since... the end of June, really. And perhaps that's the most valuable thing Ruana gave her that day - not information, but a will to do more than merely endure.
In any case, if you're looking for one long-eared princess, you are most likely to find her here, surrounded by her books and notes.]
Floor 25 (For
bow_of_the_galadhrim and maybe friends?)[Of course, that is not to say she does nothing else with her time. Sometime before the chaos of October and everything else, Legolas said the elven swords he was having crafted for her were ready, and they could begin training. Sure, it's cold now and getting colder, but it's peaceful for the moment (well, for some definition of peaceful), and she needs to learn eventually.
So, looking more like a pirate than a princess in Tetra's mother's (her descendant's?) long coat and her hair tied up in a ribbon, she waits on the meadow floor for the Prince of Mirkwood. At least there's no snow on this floor.]
Floor 14
[And sometimes even she needs a break, though loathe she is to admit it. She doesn't frequent the media floor often - even after nearly a year's time in the Tower, most of the technology there is beyond her. But she does know how one piece of electronic machinery works (though don't ask her what it's called), thanks to a girl who's long since vanished from the tower walls. And it's that piece of machinery that's currently serenading her with the sounds of a certain British classic rock band as she curls up on a couch nearby, wrapped in the fluffy comforter she got as a "prize" for participating in Halloween's "game".
Pass by at just the right moment, and she might even appear to be asleep. Even back in Hyrule, music was always there to provide a temporary escape from life's hardships, and it's so easy to get lost in it...]
Floor 32
[And sometimes, given the high levels of stress inherent to the situation, it is necessary to take "taking a break" a little further.
Look up into the trees on the forest floor, and you might see a blur of blue and grey hopping from branch to branch, disturbing and sprinkling the snow that's accumulated there in its wake.
Investigate?]
(Responses for the last prompt will mostly come from
sagesurvivor.)
no subject
... You are free to remain silent on this matter, of course, but... what, in general, is she conflicted over? So I might be able to avoid such topics in the future.
no subject
I can't reveal too much, since it's not my place to give away too much about her... but I would advise you to be careful if the topic ever turns to leadership. Things didn't end too well the last time she was involved with a discussion revolving around such a topic.
[She's not sure how much of a sore subject it is after ten years, but still...]
no subject
[She sounds... far more disappointed than a casual acquaintance should, really. Hearing stories about the Once and Future King, and then meeting her in the flesh (or... spirit, rather) - perhaps she had some hope the more experienced monarch would be willing to offer her some wisdom.
Alas, it would seem not.]
... I see. Thank you. I will do my best to stay away from the subject in my conversations with her.
no subject
But I simply hope to make things as easy for her as possible, however I can. It's the least I could do.
no subject
Ah, I am certain those that are most familiar with me would vouch that I am quite good at keeping secrets.
[In more ways than one. But then her grin softens.]
Considering how trying this place can be at times as well the fact she believes a war may break out here, I am sure any attempts would be welcome. You are a good friend.
no subject
[She wouldn't really call herself a friend, though... it sounds strange, but their relationship can't really be defined with such simple words.]
And I can tell that you are, as well. Please, allow me to thank you again for that.
no subject
[Because Zelda just can't take compliments directly, even after nearly a year of spending time openly interacting with people again.]
Still, you are welcome.