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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.)
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... It is a personal matter, yes. But I will say it is not an entity one can fight - and I do not mean that in a way to imply you are weak - nor is it one that can do your loved ones harm.
[Well, it can be said that destiny has done quite a bit of harm to a great many people, but her mantle haunts her alone.]
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[Probably. ... Maybe.]
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[And up Saber stands with the princess in her arms. Someone as small as Saber should not have that much strength. Zelda's weight is like nothing to her.]
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Zelda opens her mouth to protest, but is cut off by the sudden change in height. It makes her tense a bit, and despite the burns on her hands, she grabs Saber's shoulder for support. A move she instantly regrets, but she doesn't pull her arm back until she feels stable.
Saber is strong - she knows that very well now. She is also stubborn, at least as much as Zelda is, which means the princess will simply give a frustrated sigh as she is carried.]
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[Now that she's not trying to kill Zelda...]
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I know - I am just... not accustomed to being carried.
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I am responsible for your condition. Once I have returned you to our room, I will take my leave.
And pray there is never another time when I will have to carry you.
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I believe I will join you in that endeavor. Whoever makes a legitimate enemy out of you is unfortunate indeed.
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As you - ah - may have noticed.
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[There's a pause, as she carefully thinks of how to phrase her next thought.]
... It is enough to make one wonder who you mistook me for.
[It's a question, yeah, but she's sure to give Saber an out if she sees fit. Whoever it was, it is not someone she regards fondly, after all.]
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[She tries to leave it at that. Clearly, there was something very personal regarding her reaction when Zelda revealed herself and Saber did not believe.]
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[Goodness, how many are there?
And... she'd like to pry, but Saber let her keep her secret, so she'll return the favor. Instead, her voice simply quiets a bit.]
I can see why such a person would cause so much anxiety. Someone who could take the face of others for malicious intent would be terrifying.
[Even if she can't fully understand what made Saber so upset with what she's been given, she can try.]
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Assassin is weak in direct confrontation.
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So... a Servant's talents in battle match their pseudonym - Assassin waits for the opportune moment to strike, and you wield a powerful sword.
... If I am understanding correctly, of course.
[She seems to know so many Servants, now, but understands so little about them.]
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The Saber Class is considered to be the best class as it is the most balanced.