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towerofanimus2014-01-09 10:36 pm
sageprincess) wrote in towerofanimus2014-01-09 10:36 pm
Entry tags:
a light in the dark
Characters: Zelda and you!
Setting: In and around Room 1-09 and the new secret room, backdated
Format: Action to start, will switch if prose is preferred
Summary: Not letting the fact she's been in this place for two full years get her down, Zelda hangs up her regain and then plays music for the chipped units.
Warnings: None!
January 1st, Room 1-09
[Room 1-09 is typically one of the quieter dorms given the fact its sole occupant (for now) is on the calmer side (at least, externally). But about half-way through the first day of the new year there is quite a bit of noise coming from the Princess' room in the form of hammer-like banging. Investigating will reveal it's exactly what it sounds like: Zelda stands on her knees at the head of her bed, driving a nail into the wall with a hammer borrowed from the workshop. At the foot of her bed, leaning up against her trunk, is a large framed map, presumably the gift she received from Aria.
Later, once she's done preparing the wall, comes hanging the map up. Except... the thing is actually pretty heavy, and its size makes it unwieldy for Zelda alone. So, friendly faces passing through the first dormitory floor may be stopped momentarily by the Princess peeking her head out of her room and a question.]
Excuse me, would you mind assisting me for a moment? It will not take very long, I promise.
Any day after the explosion, the secret room on Floor 101
[The completion of the collar fluid research also means having a bit more downtime than the past six or so months has allowed. And after finding Aria's new home in the secret room, well...
Aria chose that name for a reason.
Those that enter the new area will likely hear Zelda, or rather, Zelda's harp, before they see her, seated as she is with a modest audience of confused but curious chipped retrieval and worker units around her. The spartan, metallic surroundings mean the melodies she plucks from her harp echo somewhat oddly, but she plays on regardless. It's a pleasant, if somewhat nostalgic use of her free time, she thinks.]
Setting: In and around Room 1-09 and the new secret room, backdated
Format: Action to start, will switch if prose is preferred
Summary: Not letting the fact she's been in this place for two full years get her down, Zelda hangs up her regain and then plays music for the chipped units.
Warnings: None!
January 1st, Room 1-09
[Room 1-09 is typically one of the quieter dorms given the fact its sole occupant (for now) is on the calmer side (at least, externally). But about half-way through the first day of the new year there is quite a bit of noise coming from the Princess' room in the form of hammer-like banging. Investigating will reveal it's exactly what it sounds like: Zelda stands on her knees at the head of her bed, driving a nail into the wall with a hammer borrowed from the workshop. At the foot of her bed, leaning up against her trunk, is a large framed map, presumably the gift she received from Aria.
Later, once she's done preparing the wall, comes hanging the map up. Except... the thing is actually pretty heavy, and its size makes it unwieldy for Zelda alone. So, friendly faces passing through the first dormitory floor may be stopped momentarily by the Princess peeking her head out of her room and a question.]
Excuse me, would you mind assisting me for a moment? It will not take very long, I promise.
Any day after the explosion, the secret room on Floor 101
[The completion of the collar fluid research also means having a bit more downtime than the past six or so months has allowed. And after finding Aria's new home in the secret room, well...
Aria chose that name for a reason.
Those that enter the new area will likely hear Zelda, or rather, Zelda's harp, before they see her, seated as she is with a modest audience of confused but curious chipped retrieval and worker units around her. The spartan, metallic surroundings mean the melodies she plucks from her harp echo somewhat oddly, but she plays on regardless. It's a pleasant, if somewhat nostalgic use of her free time, she thinks.]
no subject
He studies the writing, trying to imagine how someone might construct those letters with a pen. It doesn't look quite as complicated as Japan and China's languages in practice, but it's more than the alphabet he uses.
England's eyes travel around to the various other labels. It was easy enough to guess that the name of the kingdom would be in large print, but he has no idea how to go about reading the rest of it. After a moment, he glances to Zelda again, a small breath of a chuckle on his lips.] I don't suppose you could read a few of the other things here for me?
[What an incredibly roundabout way of asking. But, England still isn't big on asking for help, even when it's for something he genuinely wants to learn about.]
no subject
Just as there is a reason she dragged him in here in the first place. It's only natural to want to share your meaning for living with the people you're close to, after all, and even if he's speaking in that way that's trying to cover up what he really means (which she can't exactly fault him for; she does the same often enough), she seems enthusiastic to begin.]
It would be my pleasure. Where would you like to begin our tour?
[The lettering may be foreign, but a mountain still looks like a mountain and a forest still looks like a forest in Hyrule. She'll let him pick if he finds something particularly interesting.]