Presea Combatir (
suppress) wrote in
towerofanimus2013-02-22 11:10 pm
Entry tags:
002 ☁ punishment
Characters: Presea Combatir, Yosuke Hanamura & anyone else who wants in.
Setting: Floor Six
Format: Action
Summary: Presea gather's material for wood work in the forest. She does this by cutting them down.
Warnings: None.
[Without a job to occupy her, a grave to visit, nor even the opportunity to visit the place she once called home, Presea had been harboring a feeling that can only be described as "emptiness." Her time, which had finally begun to move forward again, feels as though it has once more been brought to a halt.
She's taken to working on wood carvings again. It's not quite the same as it might have been back home, but it's a steady routine that she enjoys. Today she's harvesting wood from the forest, cutting down trees with just a couple swings of an axe which certainly weighs more than she does.
The tree falls to the ground with a heavy crash. Then another. Her first project will likely be a cart to make moving them easier.]
Setting: Floor Six
Format: Action
Summary: Presea gather's material for wood work in the forest. She does this by cutting them down.
Warnings: None.
[Without a job to occupy her, a grave to visit, nor even the opportunity to visit the place she once called home, Presea had been harboring a feeling that can only be described as "emptiness." Her time, which had finally begun to move forward again, feels as though it has once more been brought to a halt.
She's taken to working on wood carvings again. It's not quite the same as it might have been back home, but it's a steady routine that she enjoys. Today she's harvesting wood from the forest, cutting down trees with just a couple swings of an axe which certainly weighs more than she does.
The tree falls to the ground with a heavy crash. Then another. Her first project will likely be a cart to make moving them easier.]

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My daddy was a lumberjack, so I was able to learn from him. [She places her hand over her chest, looking a touch melancholy.] When I was little I had hoped to take over for him when he grew sick.
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Well that explains where you learned, but it doesn't explain how you can swing it around like it's nothing! You don't even look like you have the muscles to lift that thing, let alone use it so easily!
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[It's not the first time it's been brought to her attention. It's still a touchy subject, but one she's begun to come to terms with. She touches the red jewel on her collarbone.]
Yes, you're right. I'm only able to wield it so easily because of my Exsphere. I've had it since I was a little girl. [It's hard to remember a time when she didn't have it, really...how hard would it be to lift an axe this size?] I might not be able to lift it otherwise.
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[In the end, not wanting to be a jerk wins out, and it's apology time]
Crap, I'm sorry... I wasn't trying to be a jerk or anything, I was just curious! You don't have to talk about it, it's alright.
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Thank you for your concern, but it's alright. I don't want to forget the things that happened to me.
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[Even with her laughing and smiling (he's pretty sure), he still feels like a bit of a jerk. ... and of course he asked anyway, so he's really more than a bit of a jerk]
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[She seems to consider whether or not to stop there for a second, before continuing. It's always better for a person to know the truth,]
It's also a lifeless being. It attaches onto someone and tries fuse with them to try and cure it's loneliness, but when the two fuse and become one it finds itself alone again.
[Just like her.]