http://f0rceless.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] f0rceless.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2011-10-15 04:36 am

Wannabe Locksmith

Characters: Ventus and evrr'bodyyyy
Setting: Room 1-16 and Floor Fifteen
Format: Have prose, will action for CR
Summary: Ven is keybladeless, so he undertakes an endeavor to try and fix his tragic keepsake. Except he is not handy at all.
Warnings: Group B paranoia ahoy, especially since he's working on a weapon. Also splinters.

[Room 1-16]

Ven didn't have any qualms about lending his glider to Romeo; sure, it was convenient getting around the tower, but he had more physical training than most people, so it just a minor nuisance. What he didn't realize at the time was that it also left him without his weapon. granted, he hadn't really done much fighting since the phantoms showed up, but it was always important to be prepared, and it was hard to pull off a cure spell without the keyblade to focus his magic.

So his next idea was the broken training Keyblade he had gotten from Terra. Ven was kneeling in front of his trunk in his room, holding the two halves of the keyblade, one in each hand, looking at them with an uncharacteristic frown. He didn't even know how it had broken, because it was certainly in one piece when he had last seen it. Wonder what had happened....

[Floor Fifteen]

He couldn't spend forever moping around in his room though; there were people who were horribly disfigured and he had to do something to be on the way to helping! Ven had taken the two halves of the keyblade and ran off to the 15th floor. It was just a wooden dummy blade, but it was important to him! And since it was wooden, it couldn't be that hard to fix, right?

Of course Ven had about zero craftmanship skills, so even though he was set up with both halves on a work table, he had no real idea what he was doing. So he was basically going to go about this via trial and error. Someone stop him?

[Room 1-16] If this is okay... Link doesn't exactly knock in canon >>

[identity profile] triforcewielder.livejournal.com 2011-10-15 02:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Because Link had never exactly been one to knock on doors inside the many dungeons that he had traveled and explored, the tower he was now imprisoned in was no different. Every door held a secret and its own chest of treasures. He had learned that every time he tried to take anything from those chests, he would get shocked. No matter, there was no penalty in looking.

The hero of Hyrule was meandering about when he opened a random door to find another boy inside. The change of events didn't seem to be a problem. Door shut behind him, he fancied the boy with a smile, this must be his room or he's probably looking for treasure too, he thought to himself.

Awesome! Knocking is for normal people, not BAMF's

[identity profile] triforcewielder.livejournal.com 2011-10-15 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Link moved farther into the new bedroom, his smile fading to a neutral look as he looked around the place. He was used to exploring without any hesitations, what some people might consider rude entering Link saw it as nothing more than normal. He was trying to save everyone, after all.

"I'm Link." He responded, finally eying that open chest and then the broken weapon in his hand. "This is your room?" You never knew, he couldn't be the only one who liked treasure chests.

Finally, someone who understands!

[identity profile] triforcewielder.livejournal.com 2011-10-16 01:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm exploring."

Link didn't even hesitate to respond, blue eyes curiously following those halves. It looked liek a tool or perhaps a weapon. Had the boy broken it? Did he need it fixed? Did the boy need anything?

"Need help?" Because people always needed help, no matter where he was.
Edited 2011-10-16 13:43 (UTC)

Yes they do, gotta save the world!

[identity profile] triforcewielder.livejournal.com 2011-10-19 01:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Link shrugged. Sure, the guy was looking for an exit but he had never exactly denied someone help that would put his main task on hold. There was always some sort of reward to these things anymore.

"It's fine. Need help?" Forgive the boy, he doesn't do much talking.
Edited 2011-10-19 13:27 (UTC)

And a lot of treasures from people's chests

[identity profile] triforcewielder.livejournal.com 2011-10-20 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
"They don't?" Well, that was quite a surprise and it was very clear on his face. Sure, on his many adventure's through Hyrule there had been plenty of unsavory folk about, but they hadn't left too much of an impression. Everyone eventually got along. Except that doctor but he couldn't help that.

"I'm sorry." Because this clearly seemed like a place to apologize, right?

Exactly! They're loss!

[identity profile] triforcewielder.livejournal.com 2011-10-26 01:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"No one has really complained about it. I come from a small town."

Now that he had to think about it, it was true. People who didn't want you going into their house locked it. Everyone else was always happy with some company. The only place he could think of that didn't really like being bothered. Especially the castle.

"I guess it's not nice after all..." Other worlder's were strange.