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towerofanimus2013-10-14 08:03 am
humility) wrote in towerofanimus2013-10-14 08:03 am
in which a girl of discipline makes order out of chaos for herself - BACKDATED
Characters: Aqua! and whoever you deign to throw at her! (castmates with no CR yet - LET'S GO! 8D)
Setting: various! BACKDATED TO FRIDAY
Format: i prefer action/brackets, but i'll follow you!
Summary: when in doubt, fall back on discipline. make routines.
Warnings: none now, will edit as needed
[ CAFETERIA ]
[it hadn't taken long for the Tower to assign her to a job in the kitchens: baking. she would have been happy about it; it's an activity she enjoys and hadn't been able to indulge in for many years, and it's a productive if small way of helping the other residents.
...unfortunately, the Tower's idea of baking is less fun and homey and more industrial and dangerous. why she's surprised, Aqua's not even sure.
still, before the terrifying time to put things in the oven, Aqua at least has a little time and materials to be creative. she's forgotten some things, but luckily there have been plenty of cookbooks in the library to look through. her hands, however, have miraculously not forgotten important motions - kneading and twisting. the satisfaction of pulling beautifully glazed rolls and braided loaves out of the oven is a thrill she'd long missed.
would you like a lesson?]
[ FLOOR THREE LIBRARY ]
[there's a large pile - wait, no, several piles of books neatly stacked and separated by topic next to the sofa that Aqua is now comfortably sitting on, legs tucked primly underneath her.
one hand is curled in front of her mouth, and a slight frown creases her brow as she reads with what must be much concentration. it seems to just be a cookbook, specifically about baking, but every once in a while she gasps, or her cheeks flush with excitement and she smiles with anticipation.
maybe it's just the new ideas this book has for breads and sweets?]
[ FLOOR FIVE ]
[well. she found the viewfinder floor.
Aqua's frozen in front of the one to the Land of Departure. of course, it didn't even look as it should when she left it last, having turned into that twisted castle that sucks away one's memory.
she's close enough to the viewfinder that it would be hard for someone to see her face without getting uncomfortably close. should someone do that, however, her expression is almost unreadable, despite the narrowed eyes and fingertips pressed to her mouth. angry? upset? it's hard to tell.
what else is there to say?]
[ FLOOR SEVEN ]
[SWIMMING ANIME
I mean
WATER EXERCISING. ...YEAH. WOO.
come on in and interrupt her. LET'S PLAY GAMES?]
[ FLOOR TEN ]
[oh, nothing special
just standing here, checking out the aquarium with cheeks pink from excitement
experimentally putting her finger, then her hand, then whole arm in the water
nbd]
[FLOOR ELEVEN ]
[after warming up with swimming, it's time for strength and weight training! EVEN A MASTER MUST NEVER STOP TRAINING. really, it's more for a routine in her day than anything, but the familiarity of the exercises in this horrible place is nice, too.
the Keyblade she has isn't her own, but Master Keeper. even if you're not familiar with it, it clearly can't be hers as it's too long and bulky. she seems to have learned to accommodate herself to it and adapted it to her style.
in any case, she's sweating and concentrating, but won't turn away anyone who wants to chat. or learn, even. what are Masters for, after all?]
Setting: various! BACKDATED TO FRIDAY
Format: i prefer action/brackets, but i'll follow you!
Summary: when in doubt, fall back on discipline. make routines.
Warnings: none now, will edit as needed
[ CAFETERIA ]
[it hadn't taken long for the Tower to assign her to a job in the kitchens: baking. she would have been happy about it; it's an activity she enjoys and hadn't been able to indulge in for many years, and it's a productive if small way of helping the other residents.
...unfortunately, the Tower's idea of baking is less fun and homey and more industrial and dangerous. why she's surprised, Aqua's not even sure.
still, before the terrifying time to put things in the oven, Aqua at least has a little time and materials to be creative. she's forgotten some things, but luckily there have been plenty of cookbooks in the library to look through. her hands, however, have miraculously not forgotten important motions - kneading and twisting. the satisfaction of pulling beautifully glazed rolls and braided loaves out of the oven is a thrill she'd long missed.
would you like a lesson?]
[ FLOOR THREE LIBRARY ]
[there's a large pile - wait, no, several piles of books neatly stacked and separated by topic next to the sofa that Aqua is now comfortably sitting on, legs tucked primly underneath her.
one hand is curled in front of her mouth, and a slight frown creases her brow as she reads with what must be much concentration. it seems to just be a cookbook, specifically about baking, but every once in a while she gasps, or her cheeks flush with excitement and she smiles with anticipation.
maybe it's just the new ideas this book has for breads and sweets?]
[ FLOOR FIVE ]
[well. she found the viewfinder floor.
Aqua's frozen in front of the one to the Land of Departure. of course, it didn't even look as it should when she left it last, having turned into that twisted castle that sucks away one's memory.
she's close enough to the viewfinder that it would be hard for someone to see her face without getting uncomfortably close. should someone do that, however, her expression is almost unreadable, despite the narrowed eyes and fingertips pressed to her mouth. angry? upset? it's hard to tell.
what else is there to say?]
[ FLOOR SEVEN ]
[SWIMMING ANIME
I mean
WATER EXERCISING. ...YEAH. WOO.
come on in and interrupt her. LET'S PLAY GAMES?]
[ FLOOR TEN ]
[oh, nothing special
just standing here, checking out the aquarium with cheeks pink from excitement
experimentally putting her finger, then her hand, then whole arm in the water
nbd]
[FLOOR ELEVEN ]
[after warming up with swimming, it's time for strength and weight training! EVEN A MASTER MUST NEVER STOP TRAINING. really, it's more for a routine in her day than anything, but the familiarity of the exercises in this horrible place is nice, too.
the Keyblade she has isn't her own, but Master Keeper. even if you're not familiar with it, it clearly can't be hers as it's too long and bulky. she seems to have learned to accommodate herself to it and adapted it to her style.
in any case, she's sweating and concentrating, but won't turn away anyone who wants to chat. or learn, even. what are Masters for, after all?]
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Because I'm a wielder. It's my honor and privilege to carry one, and to protect the worlds with it. Help maintain the balance between light and dark.
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[Zett's demonic nature may incline him to appreciate dark first and foremost, but there are people more aligned with light that he considers worthy of respect. Family, even.]
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It can be. I feel it's an even trade, though. I get to help others and protect them, in exchange for a lifetime dedicated to it.
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That's a fair thing to want. Neglecting one's own needs isn't usually very helpful to anyone, in the end.
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[Something comes to Zett's mind.]
If my world was already in the process of being saved from something before it got destroyed, and we fix it, does that mean we're going to have to save it twice? That seems too much for one world.
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...I suppose it depends on how much 'restoring' them really means. If it means getting things so precisely back as they were, then maybe...
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[More faith than he has in the tower residents sometimes, to be honest.]
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wrong account