Nesir Aeser (
culbutiri) wrote in
towerofanimus2013-10-05 10:22 am
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Happy Birthday Sweet Sixteen
Characters: Nesir Aeser, you
Setting: Floor sixty two (beach), floor seventy two (door maze)
Format: Either
Summary: It's Nesir's birthday, she decides she should actually get round to reading her regain, and then sets herself a challenge
Warnings: Maybe talk of assassins/murder/last event. Nesir is generally not a nice person though she is not actively murderous at the moment...
[Beach] Nesir was quite surprised when she saw the date, though she knew it was coming up. In a few days she would have been in this place for an entire year and today she as sixteen. Nesir's birthday had never been celebrated and she wasn't about to start doing so in this fake place but she noted that she was a year older and that in her world she would have been considered an adult today. Ready to be apprenticed or to go out and find work, if she hadn't been a temple acolyte, if she hadn't been a dark trained assassin who had been training and working since she could walk.
The last few days she had spent training, working out her anger and frustration of being stuck in a room with Sephiroth for a week, of the hallucinations and the hunger. It helped that they ahad decent food, even if it was all pumpkin flavoured, which reminded her of her first month here, a year ago. She failed to see why in a world where everything was an illusion they had to eat pumpkin, surely there were other foods they could pretend to give them.
As it was the 'reward' she had been given had been thrown into her trunk and ignored for the last few days. Because as curious as she was, she at least knew when she was too angry to deal with more things. But today was as good as any day.
She liked the beach floor, because as little as she had actually spent time on the seafront as a child the sound of the sea reminded her of home, so she sat on the sand, cloak drawn around her and took out the folder. As expected it didn't have that many answers, the first few entries were almost medical, her and her sisters birth was recorded; they had been early it seemed and no one had expected there to be two of them.
Anyone on the beach floor would see Nesir lost in her reading, a half angry, half confused, sad look on her face.
[Maze] It was always good to be challenged, and Nesir needed something to focus on. For once she didn't feel like killing things, though she would, if need be. Her daggers were ready. She hadn't tackled this maze before but she set off, determined to solve it.
A decision she was beginning to regret a few hours later when she opened yet another door, to more doors, helplessly lost.
Setting: Floor sixty two (beach), floor seventy two (door maze)
Format: Either
Summary: It's Nesir's birthday, she decides she should actually get round to reading her regain, and then sets herself a challenge
Warnings: Maybe talk of assassins/murder/last event. Nesir is generally not a nice person though she is not actively murderous at the moment...
[Beach] Nesir was quite surprised when she saw the date, though she knew it was coming up. In a few days she would have been in this place for an entire year and today she as sixteen. Nesir's birthday had never been celebrated and she wasn't about to start doing so in this fake place but she noted that she was a year older and that in her world she would have been considered an adult today. Ready to be apprenticed or to go out and find work, if she hadn't been a temple acolyte, if she hadn't been a dark trained assassin who had been training and working since she could walk.
The last few days she had spent training, working out her anger and frustration of being stuck in a room with Sephiroth for a week, of the hallucinations and the hunger. It helped that they ahad decent food, even if it was all pumpkin flavoured, which reminded her of her first month here, a year ago. She failed to see why in a world where everything was an illusion they had to eat pumpkin, surely there were other foods they could pretend to give them.
As it was the 'reward' she had been given had been thrown into her trunk and ignored for the last few days. Because as curious as she was, she at least knew when she was too angry to deal with more things. But today was as good as any day.
She liked the beach floor, because as little as she had actually spent time on the seafront as a child the sound of the sea reminded her of home, so she sat on the sand, cloak drawn around her and took out the folder. As expected it didn't have that many answers, the first few entries were almost medical, her and her sisters birth was recorded; they had been early it seemed and no one had expected there to be two of them.
Anyone on the beach floor would see Nesir lost in her reading, a half angry, half confused, sad look on her face.
[Maze] It was always good to be challenged, and Nesir needed something to focus on. For once she didn't feel like killing things, though she would, if need be. Her daggers were ready. She hadn't tackled this maze before but she set off, determined to solve it.
A decision she was beginning to regret a few hours later when she opened yet another door, to more doors, helplessly lost.

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If I attempted to educate my peers about magic, I would be ignored and ridiculed at the best.
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I can't argue that most adolescences aren't stupid and similarly self-absorbed. [ In his and her worlds!
Hidetoshi, you're a damn teenager too. ]
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[ A pause. Also: ] If you don't, it is extremely difficult to gain employment. It's not true for all students, but most just want to graduate successfully and go into their chosen fields, not broaden their minds.
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What do you wanting to be doing then? When you do be rising past school.
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But: ]
Coincidentally, I am planning on studying to be a teacher once I graduate.
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Still, I admit you do have a very valid point there. [ Even if it's not very realistic if he applied it to his world. Students' attitudes, misinformation, peer relationships, the disdain for properly doing their homework when they could be goofing off with their friends... Geh. All of those would get in the way. ]
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[ He puffed up (figuratively) at the small compliment. ] Of course. It would be irresponsible on my part to be otherwise. I'm not the directionless kind of person without a goal of my own to work towards.
[ Hidetoshi pauses. ] ... Ah. Come to think of it, I don't recall you ever speaking of your own goals once you're grown up, Nesir-san?
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I will be being a warrior of my temple, I do be being an acolyte now.
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That does sound impressive. Where is an acolyte in your temple's hierarchy?
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[ Hidetsohi knew very well about dealing with annoying others in the school hallways. ]
That make sense. [ He sounds like he means it when he says that. ]
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[ There's a little dry self-decaptation in that remark. ]
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What do you be wishing to be teaching?
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Something useful, probably. Something that would make the next generation look at the world more clearly.
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[ He crossed his arms. ]
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[ Hidetohi flicks a stray lock of hair out of his face, grinning. ] The compliment is appreciated.
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They're part of the school system. A child usually starts at preschool at a young age, then attends kindergarten, moves up to grade school and onto middle school, then high school. In that order. [ He pauses. ] If you successfully graduate high school, you can apply for college.
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stop confusing her with your post enlightenment babble
no you can't stop him it's not babble!
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