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towerofanimus2013-04-03 09:38 pm
keepscalm) wrote in towerofanimus2013-04-03 09:38 pm
08. music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?
Characters: [OU] England (keepscalm), Ruler (faithstaynight), and you!
Setting: Various (floors 77, 3, 86, 74, and 30). Put your scenario in the subject line!
Format: Starting action, but I'll match you. :)
Summary: It's time for England to clear up a few things.
Warnings: Stock language and nation angst, and also probably some talk of the Hundred Years' War. Maybe character death?
scenario A♛ floor 77 (closed tofaithstaynight; backdated to March 27th)
[After the meeting concludes, England lingers about by the staircase. He's nervous; his heart seems too loud in his ears and his palms are clammy (though that might be the humidity of the sauna). This is something he's been meaning to do ever since their exchange in the infirmary, but he's not really used to his past coming back to haunt him this literally. And he's even less used to actually facing his problems.
When Ruler next passes by him, he clears his throat to get her attention.] ...Ruler.
[England averts his eyes, faltering momentarily. He's quiet a moment before looking back to her.] ...might I have a word?
scenario B♛ floor 3 (open)
[It's not unusual that England is in the library, but it's only in the past few months that he's actually been given a job there. He's most likely shelving books, but occasionally he pushes in the chairs of the desks or collects books that have been left by the terminals.
If he walks by you, he might offer an absent:] Do you need help with anything?
[But if he's busy, you might have to approach him yourself. Both are equally likely.]
scenario C♛ floor 86 (open)
[Not everyone would be aware of the dangers of this floor immediately, but England is certainly one that is well-acquainted with the lore of the fae. So one might wonder why he's lingering about a place like this, especially seeing as he's lurking just outside the bounds of one of the fairy rings.
In the middle is a marker, a smaller circle formed from pebbles lodged into the dirt. Some distance away, closer to the edge of the ring, is a small string of assorted beads, crafted in one of the workshops.
England kneels just in front of the mushrooms. There's a rabbit-like creature fluttering about nearby; though it can't be seen by anyone who doesn't believe in magic or the supernatural, being on this floor might render it visible to some non-believers.
It's not really clear why they're here, but one can always ask and find out.]
scenario D♛ floor 74 (open)
[This floor finds England adorned with a cloak — it's wrinkled and there's a seam off-center that suggests he'd had to sew together two smaller spreads of fabric to get a piece big enough to make the cloak out of. He has also made himself a fleece scarf in bright yellow, which clashes hilariously with everything else on his person.
Sometimes you just work with what you have. Better than freezing to death!
Which he doesn't want to do while he explores the castle.
He carries a wand with him, which is equally hilarious (and probably the only thing the scarf matches). However, the star does appear to be glowing, and he holds it out in front of him much like a lamp.
Should he come across someone else, he gives them a bit of a questioning look, like it is very strange that anyone other than him would be tromping through the snowy ruins of some old castle.] Are you lost?
scenario E♛ floor 30 (closed tofirst responder seekinganswers)
[This is always the worst part of the trip up to the farmland (he'll often take the steps two or three at a time when he knows no one is looking). England is well-acquainted with the mechanism of this staircase, and every trip ensures that he emerges onto the next floor with unpleasantness settled in his gut.
Usually, he's lucky.
Today, he's not.
The staircase vanishes from under him just as he's almost to safety — one sharp gasp later and he's hanging off the next step up on the way to floor thirty-one, the very edge of the section of staircase that's still left.
He doesn't have to look to know the monsters writhe on the floor underneath him, just one slip of the hand away.]
keepscalm), Ruler (faithstaynight), and you!Setting: Various (floors 77, 3, 86, 74, and 30). Put your scenario in the subject line!
Format: Starting action, but I'll match you. :)
Summary: It's time for England to clear up a few things.
Warnings: Stock language and nation angst, and also probably some talk of the Hundred Years' War. Maybe character death?
scenario A♛ floor 77 (closed to
faithstaynight; backdated to March 27th)[After the meeting concludes, England lingers about by the staircase. He's nervous; his heart seems too loud in his ears and his palms are clammy (though that might be the humidity of the sauna). This is something he's been meaning to do ever since their exchange in the infirmary, but he's not really used to his past coming back to haunt him this literally. And he's even less used to actually facing his problems.
When Ruler next passes by him, he clears his throat to get her attention.] ...Ruler.
[England averts his eyes, faltering momentarily. He's quiet a moment before looking back to her.] ...might I have a word?
scenario B♛ floor 3 (open)
[It's not unusual that England is in the library, but it's only in the past few months that he's actually been given a job there. He's most likely shelving books, but occasionally he pushes in the chairs of the desks or collects books that have been left by the terminals.
If he walks by you, he might offer an absent:] Do you need help with anything?
[But if he's busy, you might have to approach him yourself. Both are equally likely.]
scenario C♛ floor 86 (open)
[Not everyone would be aware of the dangers of this floor immediately, but England is certainly one that is well-acquainted with the lore of the fae. So one might wonder why he's lingering about a place like this, especially seeing as he's lurking just outside the bounds of one of the fairy rings.
In the middle is a marker, a smaller circle formed from pebbles lodged into the dirt. Some distance away, closer to the edge of the ring, is a small string of assorted beads, crafted in one of the workshops.
England kneels just in front of the mushrooms. There's a rabbit-like creature fluttering about nearby; though it can't be seen by anyone who doesn't believe in magic or the supernatural, being on this floor might render it visible to some non-believers.
It's not really clear why they're here, but one can always ask and find out.]
scenario D♛ floor 74 (open)
[This floor finds England adorned with a cloak — it's wrinkled and there's a seam off-center that suggests he'd had to sew together two smaller spreads of fabric to get a piece big enough to make the cloak out of. He has also made himself a fleece scarf in bright yellow, which clashes hilariously with everything else on his person.
Sometimes you just work with what you have. Better than freezing to death!
Which he doesn't want to do while he explores the castle.
He carries a wand with him, which is equally hilarious (and probably the only thing the scarf matches). However, the star does appear to be glowing, and he holds it out in front of him much like a lamp.
Should he come across someone else, he gives them a bit of a questioning look, like it is very strange that anyone other than him would be tromping through the snowy ruins of some old castle.] Are you lost?
scenario E♛ floor 30 (closed to
seekinganswers)[This is always the worst part of the trip up to the farmland (he'll often take the steps two or three at a time when he knows no one is looking). England is well-acquainted with the mechanism of this staircase, and every trip ensures that he emerges onto the next floor with unpleasantness settled in his gut.
Usually, he's lucky.
Today, he's not.
The staircase vanishes from under him just as he's almost to safety — one sharp gasp later and he's hanging off the next step up on the way to floor thirty-one, the very edge of the section of staircase that's still left.
He doesn't have to look to know the monsters writhe on the floor underneath him, just one slip of the hand away.]
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The impact with the ground isn't friendly. His legs catch the bulk of it, but he fell at a bit of an angle and then there's Sheba still holding onto his arm and oh boy is that going to hurt.]
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Luckily, she doesn't have seem to have broken anything, though her legs and arms are a little tender.
Unluckily, her windstorm is dying down, and there's really nothing keeping the monsters from approaching while she gets her bearings. Uh-oh.]
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He rolls onto his side to have better access to the pouch that sheaths his knife, even though doing so isn't really doing his bruised bones any favours. His arm flies out to slice the nearest monster's leg at the ankle.
He realises he's probably going to die.
That in mind, he has a question, which he raises his voice to ensure is heard over the din of the monsters.] What's your name?
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[Her expression is grim; she knows that the likelihood of them getting out of this alive is very low. Perhaps if death would be the end of it, she could accept it; but it's not, and when all is said and done she doesn't want Jason playing with her soul.
She wants desperately to survive, if only to keep herself from visiting his operating table again.]
And yours is?
[Her staff hits the ground beside them with a clatter, having rolled off the edge of the thirty-first floor where she'd left it to try and pull Arthur up, and she lunges for it. It won't help much, but she'd feel a little better with something to use to try to beat the monsters back.
But there's just so many of them...]
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He pushes himself to his hands and knees, reaching over to hook one hand under Sheba's arm so that he can try to pull her up along with him when he stands. His voice is a bit rough as he answers, in no small part due to the impact of the fall.] England.
It would be a pleasure, under different circumstances. [His tone is about as dry as his throat feels.]
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[Her voice is tinged with false bravado. She knows very well that their way out is probably going to involve a trip down to the lower levels so Jason can arrange for replacement bodies. Still, she doesn't intend to just stand there while they attack.
The help up is appreciated. She manages a smile and would say "thanks," except there's no time to because one of the monsters has taken it upon itself to leap at them.]
No-!
[There's not enough time to prepare a spell. She tightens her grip on her staff and swings to try and beat the thing back, as ineffective as that is most likely is going to be.]