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towerofanimus2013-03-12 06:23 pm
marriedthebloke) wrote in towerofanimus2013-03-12 06:23 pm
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Characters: AU Sola-ui and you
Setting: Her room, the cafeteria, and other floors of the Tower
Format: I'll match anything you do
Summary: Sola-ui wakes up to the weirdest "kidnapping" of her life.
Warnings: None for now
1. Room 1-01
[As she wakes, up Sola-ui realizes that she doesn't know when or why she fell asleep. The last thing she remembered, she was joking around with Diarmuid on the kitchen floor. She had clearly been awake, but...]
[Right now, she's clearly lying on something softer. As she slowly sits up, she realizes that she is in an unfamiliar room, wearing clothes that she has never worn before. She cautiously steps out of bed, hugging her arms to her body and shivering a little because of the thin, skintight suit.]
[Her first guess is that she has been kidnapped. It worries her to know that someone has enough skill to kidnap the wife of a magus right out from his own house. Likely the kidnappers had also erased her memories of the kidnapping for whatever reason.]
[She starts walking around the room, trying to discover some sort of evidence that would indicate the identity of the offenders or their skills. Though, given the amount of planning and power it required to kidnap her, she doesn't believe they would be stupid enough to leave any sort of evidence behind.]
[The room certainly looks cozier than the usual basement or holding cell. Four beds, each with a trunk at the end. There's even personal items strewn around. These beds wouldn't look out of place in an actual bedroom. Her investigation is at first confined the items left in the open. Next comes the trunks, starting with the one next to "her" bed.]
[She almost gets a heart attack when she opens the trunk to find one of her own mouse familiars leaping at her. Looking down into her trunk, she can also see her clothes and a dagger she had seen from around the house. This discovery only makes everything more confusing. Why would someone go to such lengths to kidnap her and bring her things along, but leave her weapons and familiars? What were they trying to do?]
[At least she has her clothes back. Since there seem to nobody in the room at the moment, she quickly removes the bodysuit to slip on her real clothes. Following that, she sits down on a bed, waiting for someone to come give her an explanation. Even if they were her enemies, they owed her, as a lord's wife, that little bit of courtesy.]
2. Cafeteria
[Sola-ui is sitting at a table, staring at her oatmeal. Hunger and curiosity drove her to finally leave her room. However, she is reconsidering her decision if she has to eat this slop.
[After a long while, she finally lifts up the spoon, takes a sip, and smacks her lips. It is followed by a frown.]
This might be the worst oatmeal I have ever tasted. Not even the slightest hint of flavor! Cold and clammy as well. My husband could cook better than this.
[And when she compares something to her husband's level, she is certainly showing her disdain.]
3. Any floor (morning)
[After a horrible breakfast nowhere near what her "aristocratic" tasted buds were used to ingesting, Sola-ui is walking through the floors of her new residence. It's a strange place, but walking down these hallways gives her a strange sense of excitement. It's very different from the tedium she had settled into after marrying Kayneth, after all.]
4. Any floor (evening)
[Of course, since she is caught up in the excitement of finally being in a new place, she loses track of the time. Morning slips into evening, and monsters start emerging. Seeing as how she has no fighting skills, she is easily cornered by the slobbering beasts. All she can do is retreat, hoping desperately that they would leave or someone would save her.]
Setting: Her room, the cafeteria, and other floors of the Tower
Format: I'll match anything you do
Summary: Sola-ui wakes up to the weirdest "kidnapping" of her life.
Warnings: None for now
1. Room 1-01
[As she wakes, up Sola-ui realizes that she doesn't know when or why she fell asleep. The last thing she remembered, she was joking around with Diarmuid on the kitchen floor. She had clearly been awake, but...]
[Right now, she's clearly lying on something softer. As she slowly sits up, she realizes that she is in an unfamiliar room, wearing clothes that she has never worn before. She cautiously steps out of bed, hugging her arms to her body and shivering a little because of the thin, skintight suit.]
[Her first guess is that she has been kidnapped. It worries her to know that someone has enough skill to kidnap the wife of a magus right out from his own house. Likely the kidnappers had also erased her memories of the kidnapping for whatever reason.]
[She starts walking around the room, trying to discover some sort of evidence that would indicate the identity of the offenders or their skills. Though, given the amount of planning and power it required to kidnap her, she doesn't believe they would be stupid enough to leave any sort of evidence behind.]
[The room certainly looks cozier than the usual basement or holding cell. Four beds, each with a trunk at the end. There's even personal items strewn around. These beds wouldn't look out of place in an actual bedroom. Her investigation is at first confined the items left in the open. Next comes the trunks, starting with the one next to "her" bed.]
[She almost gets a heart attack when she opens the trunk to find one of her own mouse familiars leaping at her. Looking down into her trunk, she can also see her clothes and a dagger she had seen from around the house. This discovery only makes everything more confusing. Why would someone go to such lengths to kidnap her and bring her things along, but leave her weapons and familiars? What were they trying to do?]
[At least she has her clothes back. Since there seem to nobody in the room at the moment, she quickly removes the bodysuit to slip on her real clothes. Following that, she sits down on a bed, waiting for someone to come give her an explanation. Even if they were her enemies, they owed her, as a lord's wife, that little bit of courtesy.]
2. Cafeteria
[Sola-ui is sitting at a table, staring at her oatmeal. Hunger and curiosity drove her to finally leave her room. However, she is reconsidering her decision if she has to eat this slop.
[After a long while, she finally lifts up the spoon, takes a sip, and smacks her lips. It is followed by a frown.]
This might be the worst oatmeal I have ever tasted. Not even the slightest hint of flavor! Cold and clammy as well. My husband could cook better than this.
[And when she compares something to her husband's level, she is certainly showing her disdain.]
3. Any floor (morning)
[After a horrible breakfast nowhere near what her "aristocratic" tasted buds were used to ingesting, Sola-ui is walking through the floors of her new residence. It's a strange place, but walking down these hallways gives her a strange sense of excitement. It's very different from the tedium she had settled into after marrying Kayneth, after all.]
4. Any floor (evening)
[Of course, since she is caught up in the excitement of finally being in a new place, she loses track of the time. Morning slips into evening, and monsters start emerging. Seeing as how she has no fighting skills, she is easily cornered by the slobbering beasts. All she can do is retreat, hoping desperately that they would leave or someone would save her.]
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I'm sorry. I need to stand right now. Please understand.
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[In response to Diarmuid not sitting, she stands.]
Now...talk about your pain. And tell me everything that you suffered from Kayneth and I.
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What good will it do? It wasn't you and him. It was them. You don't have to make their sins up to me. I don't want you to blame yourself for what they did. If anything, just focus on seeing to it that your son has a better life than I did. That would be a better use of your energy.
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[He didn't deserve that. Even if he believed in some questionable things, he didn't deserve to torment himself like this.]
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[Diarmuid says those hurtful words and he's not even sure why. Maybe it's still that bitter anger rolling inside of him. Maybe he is just becoming that terrible of a person. Still, almost immediately he feels terrible for saying them and turns to her, apologetic.]
I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. See! This is why I need to go. There are terrible things alive in me now...and I can't control them! I don't want to hurt you or anyone else!
[There is a sudden agony in his voice.]
I just need to disappear... I don't want to...but I need to before I hurt anyone else...
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Perhaps I might not...but would that not be more reason for me to stay with you? You are the only echo of my son left in this place!
...A mother will never be so hurt by her child that she will leave him alone. You need to talk to someone instead of wallowing in your own grief right now.
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You're right. How many times have I wished for my father to be here to comfort me? And yet as much as I want that comfort, would I actually take it or just push it away like I am trying to do now?
[He pauses to open his eyes. They are filled with uncertainly...and need,]
Do...do you think it would be okay to ask for a hug?
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Of course. You don't even need to ask.
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I'm so lost. I don't know what to do. I can't be a knight anymore. I know so much--feel too much--but what else can I be? I've always been a knight! Yet, it seems like every time I try to help, I just make things worse!
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If you want to be a knight, then be a knight. Do what you think is the right thing. Even if it doesn't work out, you did what you thought was for the best. That's all anyone can ask out of you.
Maybe you just...have to ask yourself what sort of knight you want to be?
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I can't be a knight anymore. I just can't. Knights don't get angry like I do. They don't hate like I do. They help everyone. I...don't.
[Diarmuid pauses, trying to calm himself before continuing.]
There are so many people I can't help here in the tower. And most of all, no matter how I try, I don't know how to help myself. I'm so tired of being like this.
[The words suddenly start flowing from his mouth.]
I thought I was doing better. I thought I was starting to adjust, but...I think I am just pressing the emotions down not dealing with them. And there they just fester and grow darker and angrier until I finally lash out.
[His voice suddenly gets very soft, and he tries to pull away from her, but the pull is very weak like he really doesn't want to get away even though he's trying.]
Just like I did to you.
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Just because you're a knight doesn't mean you can't hate. And just because you're a knight doesn't mean you can't be hurt. Even if your body is made of prana, your heart is so...human.
[She is silent for a moment.]
My apologies...for using that word.
[She might never agree with his opinion on duty, but she had been the one who had gone too far with her insults.]
You said it yourself, didn't you? Duty isn't the only thing. Is your role of a knight a duty? Or something you really want?
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[He stops trying to step away. Honestly, he's almost sorry he refused her offer to sit now. More than that, Diarmuid finds himself suddenly wanting to curl into a ball and hide.
That need to hide again. It almost makes him physically ill to know he's so weak. The servant swallows hard to try and push the feeling away, but it doesn't work very well and he starts shaking for a completely different reason than he was before.]
Once being a knight was my duty. It was all I knew and I was fine with that, but then things changed...
[But had they changed sooner than he had originally thought? Diarmuid pauses as that thought skitters across his mind. Usually, when he thought of these things, he always pinned his drift away from being only a knight as starting when he was betrayed by Kayneth.
But...it had started sooner than that, hadn't it?
Like when he became a father...]
Have I been wrong all this time?
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I can't say...
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I'm sorry... I'm sorry...
[What is he doing getting so caught up in himself that he loses track of what he is doing? He could have seriously hurt her! His embarrassment at that mixes with his shame, and suddenly, that need to hide flares to life again. Diarmuid takes a few steps back from her, trying to explain how he is feeling, but after several failed attempts, he just shuts his eyes...
...and is gone.
Why does he always end up running?
Why?
Someday, he really hopes to find out.]
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[For some reason, the hero had...disappeared. Though given his tone, he had turned invisible of his own volition. Some sort of power related to his spirit status, perhaps?]
[But the fact that he ran from her leaves a knot in her stomach. She walks back to her bed and sits down. She just hopes he'll be alright for the rest of this night...]