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[eighteen_winters]

Characters: Illya and open
Setting: Floors 83, 25, 12, 3
Format: Action Spam
Summary: Illya takes a long walk as she sorts out her feelings regarding her mother leaving and Shirou's sudden appearance.
Warnings: None

[The endless rows of costumes were more then enough to distract a girl as child-like as Illya from the heavy thoughts of loss and love that plagued her waking mind. Putting on an ensemble resembling the flayed skin of a red fox, the writhing entrails against her skin drive her to scream that only emerges as a loud yipping noise.]


[The meadow had been where Illya had first reunited with her beloved and dearly departed mother. Laying near the spot where they had first met, Illya stares at the sky and sighs. As of late she had lost her mother but been joined once more with her beloved Shirou, though he seemed dense as ever to her true feelings. As despair and joy fought within her psyche, the smallest Einzbern was unsure how to feel about her current state of being.]

[The sights of space and the endless cycle of destruction and rebirth found within entranced Illya with their odd mixture of beauty and abject horror. Seeing the scene repeated over and over she begins to dwell on the note she had received upon first arriving in the tower. Seeing all this playing out before her made it all the more plausible that her home could have been destroyed. Tearing up a bit at the prospect, she calms herself with the thought she was more lucky then some to have so many people from home here with her.]

[Finally ending her journey, Illya finds herself in the tower's lower most library. Tired and a bit shaken by the sights of the day's walk, she sits with a small pile of romance and relationship advice books at her side, her feelings of the moment turned primarily what to do about Shirou's think head and how best to convey her feelings to him.]

Comments

Floor 03; The Library

[whiteblackknight]

[Silently, the gold golem Timcanpy flew around the upper interiors of the room before detecting someone below and, with the same softness as a bird landing, grounded itself just on top of the book pile, looking into Ilya's latest read with unseeing eyes.]

[It's wings flutter a little before taking a more permanent residence on the pile.]

Re: Floor 03; The Library

[eighteen_winters]

[Her nose still buried in the depth's of a trashy manual on the art of winning a man's heart, it takes a second for the small homunculus to notice the golem perched atop her previous readings.

When she does, however, she swats at the strange creature, trying to shoo it away from her personal space.]

Go away! I'm trying to read!

[whiteblackknight]

[Undeterred, Tim merely stares right back into her. As much as one can when it doesn't have eyes, anyway. Having a different effect than intended, however, as the golem took flight again, hovering around the room before attempting to land on top of Ilya's book.]

[Even tinier feet make it easy to grip on as it stares into the contents from there.]

[eighteen_winters]

Listen to me you stupid thing, if you don't leave by the time I count to three I'll make you regret messing with me!

Three...

[whiteblackknight]

[It turned its entire body to the side, much like a person would if they still had their head attached to their still living human bodies.]

[From much farther away, someone could be heard calling for a "Tim". It was a young man's voice and this took the small orb's attention away.]

[eighteen_winters]

[Illya halts her countdown before the number two could even grace her pale lips. Her gaze soon turns from the orb-like creature and towards the distant voice seemingly calling for it's return.]

[whiteblackknight]

[Tim, not capable of making any noise beyond the occasional biting, suddenly leaped onto Ilya's head. Perched up high and mighty, waiting for the name caller to come closer.]

[And he did, as the calls for Tim were getting very close indeed. Before anyone knew it, a young man with stark white hair walked into view. Tim would probably worse for the wear by this point.]

Tim--oh, hey there.

Library

[tohko_amano]

[Tohko, being the good librarian she was, was tidyign up the library when she saw a small girl sitting at a table, reading some relationship advice books. One didn't need to be a rocket scientist to figure out what was going on. Smiling, Tohko walked up to her.]

What relationship problems are you having?

Re: Library

[eighteen_winters]

[Putting her book down for a moment, Illya greets Tohko with a sigh.]

Well, the boy I'm in love with can't seem to get it through his head that when I say "I love you" I don't mean as his little sister or friend.

Library

[tohko_amano]

[Tohko returned the sigh, thinking.]

Is there any reason why he might think that? Maybe you should rephrase 'I love you' to something like 'I love you as a lover.' or 'You are the most precious person to me.'.

Re: Library

[eighteen_winters]

He's always seen me as his little sister. I think it's mostly because I look so young.

Library

[tohko_amano]

Right..does he know how old you actually are?

Re: Library

[eighteen_winters]

I'm not really sure, this is the second time he's been to the tower and I doubt her has the same memories as the first time he was here.

[no_longer_a_king]

[Illya's here.

Arturia had not seen the girl once during her stay in the Tower. It was a mystery how they kept missing one another, but not unheard of. The last she had seen of the girl, she had been complaining about Shirou being gone and Arturia had gone to look for him.

So seeing her here, so fresh from finding out about Irisviel's disappearance, is like a kick in the gut. She does not yet know of Irisviel and Illya's connection, but she does have a fondness for the girl even if she thinks her a bit mad.

It's with great hesitance that Arturia approaches her. Who knew what the world this girl had come from had been like? For all she knows Illya will be an enemy, but she has to at least check on her, even if the strong (scarily strong) resemblance to Irisviel makes her want to run.]

Illya?

[eighteen_winters]

[It was odd for Illya to see another Saber about the tower, mostly because the Saber she knew was a dark knight twisted by the grail and forged into a shadow of her former self. This girl, so dressed in white as she was, must have been what Saber was like before her awful transformation.

Either way, Illya tries her hardest to remain cordial even with the odd mixture of grief and adulation that swirled about in the pit of her stomach and greeted the white Saber with a smile.]

Yes, that's me.

[no_longer_a_king]

[Arturia kneels down beside her. Well, at least she seems something like how she remembered her.]

I apologize if this question is strange, but do you know who I am? [Would this Illya think her a stranger?]

[eighteen_winters]

It's all right...

[She thinks carefully for a moment how to word her answer.]

Well, you look like the servant Saber I know from home. But you look very different from her, probably because she was corrupted by the Holy Grail.

[no_longer_a_king]

Ah, then you're aware of the other version of myself here.

[Good. That's one less shock to deal with, even if it concerns her this is the Illya from a similar world.]

I, too, am Saber, but from a different world. One where you briefly stayed with Shirou, Rin, and myself after Berserker's death.

[She pushes down the wellspring of emotion thinking of Shirou always brings. There's no point in letting herself dwell on it when Illya is right here before her.]

Are you doing well?

[eighteen_winters]

Losing mommy hurt more then anything I've had to go through in a long time...

[Illya pauses and sniffles for a brief moment before withdrawing her negative emotions back in the deeper parts of her mind.]

But having Shirou back has made it a little easier to deal with.

Meadow

[shortafewcircuits]

[Letting everything that had happened since her arrival sink in had left Waver tired in a way she can't easily explain, but at the same time too restless to sit still. After frustrating herself more than necessary with a few failed attempts to read, the magus decides to wander around some of the safer places in the tower. And while the meadow isn't one of her favourite spots so far, it does lend itself to a moment of quiet thought.

That is, until she spots the other girl. She looks familiar, but not in a way that Waver can immediately put her finger on.]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude...

[Not that she did, as such; it's the most polite way to announce her presence that she can come up with.]

Re: Meadow

[eighteen_winters]

[Similarly the young girl before her reminded Illya of someone that she knew but couldn't recall at the present moment. Nevertheless she rolled herself into a seated position and greeted the timid girl standing before her.]

It's all right! Did you need something?

[shortafewcircuits]

I'm just trying to clear my head, actually. I didn't expect to run into anyone else, though I suppose I should have.

[She doesn't sit yet, because she isn't sure her company is wanted, but she does come closer.]

[eighteen_winters]

I actually came here to relax for awhile. I've been through a lot of stressful stuff lately and just wanted to forgot about it for awhile.

[shortafewcircuits]

Same here. I just got here, but it's so overwhelming that I just wanted to escape for a while. I'm glad I'm not the only one.

[eighteen_winters]

[Illya nods.]

Well it's good to meet you! You can sit down if you want, its a little lonely being here by myself.