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Sheba | Child of the Gods ([personal profile] seekinganswers) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2013-01-09 04:04 am

002 ♃ Be careful what you wish for...

Characters: Sheba and anyone who wants some last-minute pre-event CR!
Setting: Daytime - Floor 08, Floor 09, Floor 10 || Nighttime - Floor 11
Format: Starting with brackets but I will follow you!
Summary: Sheba's continuing her exploration of the Tower little by little, but a fair amount of dilly-dallying leaves her pretty far from the safety of her dorm room by the time night falls.
Warnings: Sheba has no particular concern for the privacy of others at the moment, so if you run across her chances are she'll probably try to read your mind at least once.

[FLOOR 08]
[Sheba was really starting to question her choices.

If you'd asked her what she was planning on doing today, her answer would not have involved wandering lost in a maze. In spite of her best intentions, though, that's exactly what she was doing. She'd come up to this floor just after breakfast and she wasn't sure how much time had passed since then, but it sure felt like a lot.

With a sigh, she stopped walking and leaned against a wall to gather her thoughts.


Come on, Sheba, it's just a maze. You've found your way out of more confusing places than this before... remember Air's Rock?

...

This isn't helping.

[Sigh.]

[FLOOR 09]
[It had taken some doing, but she'd finally gotten out of that maze and was making her way through the Tower again.

As she came up on the ninth floor, her footsteps slowed until she came to a stop. She looked curiously from the lights by the staircase to the darkness that seemed to have fallen over the rest of the floor.]


That's strange... why is it so dark?

[Perhaps it wasn't the most intelligent decision, but the whole point of her venturing out of her room today was to get acquainted with the various floors in the Tower. She couldn't do that if she just stayed on the staircases. She took a breath and stepped away from the stairs, continuing further into the room and hunching her shoulders, then crouching. It was getting darker and darker, and the room seemed to be getting smaller and smaller...

When she was forced to get to her hands and knees to keep going, she started to think that this wouldn't be a floor she'd want to hide out on if anything happened. She came to an abrupt stop after a few moments, though, looking around with a slightly guarded expression.]


What...?

[She could have sworn she'd heard something... She frowned. No, when she wasn't moving, it was quiet. She crawled forward a little bit more and--

What was that?!

She'd seen something. She knew she had! But now there wasn't anything... She scowled. If this tower was trying to scare her, she wasn't going to let it! The space got smaller and smaller, and she had to resort to inching forward a little at a time on her stomach. The sounds and sights just kept coming more and more frequently - but she could never pinpoint where they were coming from, what they were...

Finally, she came to the edge, but before she could get a good look around she felt something around her ankle.]


?!

[And then, all at once, she was yanked back so hard that it nearly took her breath away. By the time she could scream, she was about halfway across the room; the next thing she knew, she'd slammed into the suitcase and slumped forward.

When she lifted her head, there was nothing there but the same eerie darkness she'd looked out at minutes before.]


Wh-wh... what...

[She was trembling. What was that? What had just happened? Why...]

[FlOOR 10]
[Sheba was still shaking as she climbed the last stair and stepped out onto the tenth floor. Thankfully, she could see in all directions here - this part of the tower seemed well-lit and... well, altogether, it just didn't seem like the kind of place where someone would be dragged away kicking and screaming.

No, this place seemed a lot safer...

She looked up at the enclosed bits of water, her arms wrapped around herself, and watched the creatures that were swimming back and forth. It took her a moment to realize that there wasn't any glass - how was the water staying up? Why wasn't this whole floor flooded? This seemed like something that could be accomplished with Psynergy, but she hadn't seen any other Adepts here, not really...

Her thoughts were cut off when a sea creature she didn't recognize leaped out from one block of water and landed in another one.]


Oh, wow..!

[Her eyes were wide. Even on her journey through Weyard, she hadn't seen anything like this before.]

[FlOOR 11]
[Between the maze, that... floor she didn't really want to think about, and the aquarium, Sheba had stayed out pretty late. The sun had gone down a good hour or so before she finally came upon the eleventh floor, which might have concerned her if she was familiar enough with the Tower to know that nighttime was when the monsters thrived. But she wasn't.

Instead, she was just blown away by what she'd found. A ceiling, but no walls? Waterfalls? Upside-down rainbows? The sight of a regular rainbow had been rare enough in her part of Weyard, given that there wasn't exactly a lot of water in the air around Lalivero to reflect light to begin with.

Cautiously, she made her way to the edge of the room and looked down over the side of the tower. Oh... they really were high up. She vaguely wondered what would happen if she jumped out from here - she'd survived falls from much higher up, before. But the first one she hadn't even been conscious of, and the second had been mostly luck and... Felix.

She'd managed not to dwell on thoughts of him or the rest of their traveling group for the last few days, and while she really wished she could keep from thinking about them, it just wasn't meant to be. Because almost in the same instant that she got to her feet to come away from the edge, she heard a voice.

"Sheba!"]


Who's there?!

[She whirled towards the sound of the voice, her heart pounding. Was her mind playing tricks on her, or had she heard...? She narrowed her eyes to focus on a faint figure a good distance away. It looked almost like mist, but maybe that was because of the waterfalls.

Maybe Felix was here? It had been his voice she'd heard, hadn't it? She took a few hopeful steps in its direction, then paused when she heard another voice.

"Sheba!"]


Jenna...?!

[She allowed herself to hope. Maybe she'd have questioned just one or the other, but Felix and Jenna together--! It would have made sense. They'd both been there on Mars Lighthouse with her, right before she'd appeared here. Now, if only--

"Sheba!"]


Piers!

[They were here - they were here! Feeling more hopeful than she'd felt since coming here, she took off at a run, her eyes locked on the hazy figures on the other side of the room. Three voices, three figures - it had to be them, it had to, she had so many things to tell them, she was so glad they'd managed to survive, she--

...wasn't getting any closer to them, it seemed. Were they... walking away?]


No! Wait! Don't go - don't leave me alone!

[The figures seemed to vanish. Sheba let out a sharp cry and put on a burst of speed, desperate to catch up. But there was nothing; she fell to her knees and gasped to catch her breath.]

No... no, don't go...

["Sheba..."

Felix's voice again, and this time it was much closer. She looked up.

The ... things around her almost looked human, but not quite. They didn't seem solid or real, and they didn't look like her friends. But there were lots of them, and they pretty much had her surrounded.

She felt weak...

Was it because of the run, the despair of finding out that it wasn't really them, or were these Phantoms doing something to her? Sheba didn't know.

And she didn't really want to stick around to find out. She had to get out of here. But, as she realized, an expression of alarm crossing her face - she'd left her staff in her room today. And try as she might, she couldn't summon up a windstorm to blow these strange mist-creatures away.

She'd have to run for it... she'd have to... she was just so tired. Her gaze shifted from one Phantom to another, looking for an opening. She had no idea what would happen if she tried to run right through one, but that wasn't really something she wanted to find out, either.]
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[personal profile] bloodyashes 2013-01-12 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
...It's complicated. Because the Score promises prosperity [ - as far as the common person knows - ] people follow it willingly. And then there's the Order of Lorelei, which encourages people to follow the Score - by martial means, if necessary.

[He frowns deeply, rubbing at his temple.]

It's possible to go against the Score, but it's ingrained in the way people think, and has been for two thousand years. For all intents and purposes, it's self-fulfilling.
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[personal profile] bloodyashes 2013-01-12 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Complicated? Ha.

[It's a dry, ironic laugh, without much actual humour in it. Sheba, you have no idea...]

It's simple enough for most people, I suppose. The Order of Lorelei doesn't allow Scores of death to be read publically, so most people go through their lives knowing only the good things, not the bad. Only the highest ranks of the Order can access the Closed Score, and they don't reveal much of it.

[A pause. He folds his arms.]

Van had access to not just that Score, but the Seventh Fonstone, which is the final piece of Yulia's Score, the one that promised prosperity at the end of the Sixth Fonstone. The Seventh Fonstone is a Score of doom for the planet.
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[personal profile] bloodyashes 2013-01-13 08:09 am (UTC)(link)
...No, I don't.

[A short sigh, halfway cut off at the end.]

If I had, then I wouldn't have worked to save it. I probably would have continued to follow Van, even after everything.
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[personal profile] bloodyashes 2013-01-13 08:50 am (UTC)(link)
[The admiring words leave him a bit awkward - his first instinct is to downplay them, and so he does.]

The Score demanded my death - or rather, the death of "Luke" - so rejecting it wasn't as hard as you'd think. Replicas aren't in the Score, though, so when Luke was sent to die in my place... Somehow, we both managed to survive.
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[personal profile] bloodyashes 2013-01-13 09:24 am (UTC)(link)
[He nods - the will to live is strong, and people would do anything for it. That's the entire reason that Scores of death weren't read; so that people wouldn't try to prevent them.

At her last few words, a slight blush creeps into his cheeks. Why would she say that? They'd met all of twice; even a mind reading ability didn't enable you to get to know someone that fast...]


...Thank you.

[What else could he say.]
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[personal profile] bloodyashes 2013-01-13 09:42 am (UTC)(link)
[He continues to look awkward for a moment, before taking another bite of the meat, and - ]

So what about your world?
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[personal profile] bloodyashes 2013-01-13 10:06 am (UTC)(link)
[He stops chewing for a moment and stares at her slightly. A flat world, with waterfalls all around the edge? It immediately reminds him of the sight of the oceans around Hod and Akzeriuth, when the Outer Lands were still floating.

He finishes chewing and swallows.]


Perhaps it's more alike to Auldrant than I thought; until recently - [yay, adventures to save the world] - most of Auldrant's crust hung in the sky above the rest of the planet. Where there were holes in the crust near the ocean, it caused waterfalls similar to the ones you're describing.
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[personal profile] bloodyashes 2013-01-13 10:32 am (UTC)(link)
On Auldrant, it was practically the reverse. To save the planet from the toxic miasma leaking from the core, all the lands were raised save for one city, and one mostly uninhabited continent.

[No one was quite clear on why the Tower of Rem and the surrounding land hadn't been lifted as well; perhaps it was because it was a back-up plan in case the plan to raise the lands failed. The tall, fragile tower probably couldn't withstand an impact such as those experience by Akzeriuth and Hod.]

...Auldrant isn't flat, though. The water poured into the Qliphoth below, not into space.
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[personal profile] bloodyashes 2013-01-13 11:11 am (UTC)(link)
The Qliphoth is the space where the lands used to be. Except for Yulia City, it was just an endless, roiling sea of mud, completely choked with the miasma.

[And it had taken the power of the Planet Storm to raise the lands in the first place, hadn't it? So the most important difference seemed to be - ]

You said your world didn't have anything like the Score. Do you have any sort of healing powers? How do they work?

[Her mind reading ability is something he would intuitively associate with the Seventh Fonon as well, but he'll hold off on classifying it that way for now.]
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[personal profile] bloodyashes 2013-01-13 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[So... Not the Seventh Fonon, then, from the sound of it. And how on earth could fire heal someone - ]

On Auldrant, all healing abilities are tied to the Seventh Fonon, and there are only a small percentage of people who can use it with any ability. Most people can't actually manage to heal well with it - they're trained to read the Score instead, since that's the least complicated use of the fonon.

[The most complicated... He'd pick fomicry over hyperresonance, actually, because when it came down to it, hyperresonance was simply causing the fonons to reverberate with each other. Fomicry was much more esoteric an complicated - if dealing with Luke had taught him nothing else, it had taught him that.]

The Seventh Fonon isn't natural to Auldrant - it was formed through mixing the other six in the Planet Storm. The first six fonons are simply the elements - fire, water, wind, and so on - but the seventh is more complex. It's commonly called the sound fonon, but it's also tied to memory. Healing artes work by restoring the body to the state it remembers being, using Seventh Fonons to fill in the gaps caused by the injury.

[Or so the theory went. He'd have to remember to ask tear about those lessons, the next time he saw her.]
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[personal profile] bloodyashes 2013-01-13 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
The First Fonon is darkness, and the Sixth is light.

[So her world was limited to only the middle four... Could the Seventh Fonon even exist there, without all of the other six?]

And as far as anyone knows, no. The only thing that's ever been sealed away is Lorelei, the sentience of the Seventh Fonon, which was sealed in the core of the planet. Lorelei being sealed didn't make it impossible to use the Seventh Fonon, but it's more difficult now, if the records that still exist are anything to go by.
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[personal profile] bloodyashes 2013-01-14 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
That makes sense. The world would slowly die without the power to restore itself...

[Much as Auldrant would, choked by the miasma.]

There are a few things left over from the Dawn Age on Auldrant, but except for the Sephiroth that hold the land afloat, they're mostly in ruins.

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