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towerofanimus2014-03-13 01:52 pm
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[01] || [A Hilda Between Worlds] || [Open]
Characters: Princess Hilda and you.
Setting: Dormitories, Art Gallery, Library, the Meadow and the Observatory.
Format: Prose or action, I will follow.
Summary: Hilda wakes up in the tower, promptly chooses to deny that her world is dead and goes off to explore. The prompts include the princess (unsuccessfully) trying to get a terminal to work and encountering a shadow child, amongst other happy things.
Warning: Nothing; will edit if something comes up. The post obviously contains spoilers for A Link Between Worlds.
• Dormitory Floor 1 / Room 1-03
Room 1-03: 'Your world has been destroyed. I saved you. Let's all be happy here.'
Hilda read over and over again the letter she'd found upon sitting up. Moments ago she had been standing in the Sacred Realm. The next thing she remembered, she was waking up paralyzed in this forsaken place. This of course was more than enough to unsettle her, but this was nothing compared to the story this letter was telling her. Lorule, destroyed? Impossible. Yes, the demise of her kingdom had been set in stone long before her birth and she had herself let go of the only hope her kingdom had. Ultimately, the destruction of her world was something she knew was meant to happen.
But not so soon. With her waking up in this strange place, something was obviously wrong-- Maybe her kingdom was even more endangered than before, but destroyed? She couldn't believe it, she refused to. Fighting the nagging feeling that there may be some ounce of truth to the letter's content, she crushed the letter in her hand and got up from the bed in an instant.
Her eyes then settled to the trunk at the end of her bed. She knelt next to it and opened it, looking for its content. Her dismantled staff, clothes and nothing of much use. She grabbed the pieces of the staff and worked on putting them back together as she looked around, giving a look to the other beds in the room. Were there other peoples living here? She would find out soon enough, she figured.
Dormitory Floor 1: Now equipped with her staff, a purple and golden stick mounted with an inverted tetrahedron Triforce, Hilda left her room. Her priority was to find out more about this place; more than she had so far. This place was even more strange than she had expected. The very texture of the walls was nothing like the constructions in Lorule.
Slowly she walked through the corridor, looking from times to times at the various doors and the names written next to them. She frowned, what little she saw was unfamiliar to her. Odds were that she wouldn't find anything familiar here. Yet she decided to try and open some of the doors on her way-- Only to find them locked and frustratingly letting go of the handle. But hey, this may just have been the door to your room.
• Art Gallery (Floor 22)
The numerous figures and events depicted on these walls meant little to her-- This place would probably have been a paradise for Yuga. A particular set of painting caught her attention, however. A series of paintings depicting the history of Hyrule from the distant past. She looked at the paintings with interest; albeit their content was nothing new to her. While she had never seen these paintings before, Yuga had told her all of Hylian history, or at least all about what he had been able to learn.
Another set of painting soon caught her attention. The paintings on the opposite wall depicted a seemingly similar story, but this one had a noticeably less positive outcome. Her expression darkened upon seeing them. She set her staff against the wall and raised a hand, to touch the middle painting. Why did they have these here? Yet it was the only depicting of Lorule she had found in the entire tower. So she remained there, staring at the painting for a long while.
• Terminals (Library - Floor 03)
Now this was intriguing. Not the books, no. The books were nothing new. She had plenty of them back home, and while she would be more than happy to read some of these, something else caught her attention. Namely, that weird thing embedded into the wall that had started displaying things right as she had passed by. She had seen these things in the dormitory floor as well. Surely they held some significance, but in what way?
The best way to determinate that was to try and interact with the strange device, she figured. The thought of using the keyboard didn't cross her mind for even a second though, and she pointed at the terminal with her staff-- Obviously this object was magical in nature, maybe casting magic over it would reveal its secrets?
If the fumes elevating from the terminal as a result were anything to go by, this experiment didn't go well.
• Meadow (Floor 25)
After the sad spectacle the tower had offered to her up until now, the sight of the meadow came as a shock. Not only hadn't she expected to see such a place within this horrid tower, but she had never seen such a place at all before. Lorule was a world shrouded in darkness that prevented the simplest of flowers from existing. A land covered with dark clouds that forbade the light of the sun to ever reach it.
She walked in and looked around, having a hard time hiding her amazement at what she was seeing. So this was what a normal world looked like? She couldn't figure how or why this place existed within the tower, but at the moment it didn't matter. Of all the things she had seen in the tower, this one was of nature to appease her. She slowly kept moving in, kneeling down at times to look at flower-- She would probably stay here for a long while.
• Shadow Children (Observatory - Floor 45)
After quite a while spent exploring the tower, she decided to take a rest at the observatory, looking through the glass to see if she could perceive anything through the thick fog. Obviously she couldn't, but the sight was somewhat similar to that of Lorule. Empty and without hope. In fact, much of the tower reminded her of her Kingdom; the monsters roaming around, the feeling of oppression, the destruction. And one more thing was about to remind her of her lost Kingdom:
"Why did you survive?"
She turned as soon as she heard the familiar voice, there was no mistaking who it was and yet— This couldn't be.
"Ravi-?"
But upon seeing where the voice came from, she backed down in disgust. A black creature, pale imitation of a human being with only its white teeth as distinct feature. This creature certainly not who she thought it had been, and the words he further uttered only confirmed this to her. She scowled at the being and tightened her grip on her staff.
"Why do you use this voice?!"
She brandished her staff to cast a spell on the creature, to trap him in a barrier and leave him here-- But the spell failed. And even though she decided to leave rather than face the creature one more second; it followed her of course.
Setting: Dormitories, Art Gallery, Library, the Meadow and the Observatory.
Format: Prose or action, I will follow.
Summary: Hilda wakes up in the tower, promptly chooses to deny that her world is dead and goes off to explore. The prompts include the princess (unsuccessfully) trying to get a terminal to work and encountering a shadow child, amongst other happy things.
Warning: Nothing; will edit if something comes up. The post obviously contains spoilers for A Link Between Worlds.
• Dormitory Floor 1 / Room 1-03
Room 1-03: 'Your world has been destroyed. I saved you. Let's all be happy here.'
Hilda read over and over again the letter she'd found upon sitting up. Moments ago she had been standing in the Sacred Realm. The next thing she remembered, she was waking up paralyzed in this forsaken place. This of course was more than enough to unsettle her, but this was nothing compared to the story this letter was telling her. Lorule, destroyed? Impossible. Yes, the demise of her kingdom had been set in stone long before her birth and she had herself let go of the only hope her kingdom had. Ultimately, the destruction of her world was something she knew was meant to happen.
But not so soon. With her waking up in this strange place, something was obviously wrong-- Maybe her kingdom was even more endangered than before, but destroyed? She couldn't believe it, she refused to. Fighting the nagging feeling that there may be some ounce of truth to the letter's content, she crushed the letter in her hand and got up from the bed in an instant.
Her eyes then settled to the trunk at the end of her bed. She knelt next to it and opened it, looking for its content. Her dismantled staff, clothes and nothing of much use. She grabbed the pieces of the staff and worked on putting them back together as she looked around, giving a look to the other beds in the room. Were there other peoples living here? She would find out soon enough, she figured.
Dormitory Floor 1: Now equipped with her staff, a purple and golden stick mounted with an inverted tetrahedron Triforce, Hilda left her room. Her priority was to find out more about this place; more than she had so far. This place was even more strange than she had expected. The very texture of the walls was nothing like the constructions in Lorule.
Slowly she walked through the corridor, looking from times to times at the various doors and the names written next to them. She frowned, what little she saw was unfamiliar to her. Odds were that she wouldn't find anything familiar here. Yet she decided to try and open some of the doors on her way-- Only to find them locked and frustratingly letting go of the handle. But hey, this may just have been the door to your room.
• Art Gallery (Floor 22)
The numerous figures and events depicted on these walls meant little to her-- This place would probably have been a paradise for Yuga. A particular set of painting caught her attention, however. A series of paintings depicting the history of Hyrule from the distant past. She looked at the paintings with interest; albeit their content was nothing new to her. While she had never seen these paintings before, Yuga had told her all of Hylian history, or at least all about what he had been able to learn.
Another set of painting soon caught her attention. The paintings on the opposite wall depicted a seemingly similar story, but this one had a noticeably less positive outcome. Her expression darkened upon seeing them. She set her staff against the wall and raised a hand, to touch the middle painting. Why did they have these here? Yet it was the only depicting of Lorule she had found in the entire tower. So she remained there, staring at the painting for a long while.
• Terminals (Library - Floor 03)
Now this was intriguing. Not the books, no. The books were nothing new. She had plenty of them back home, and while she would be more than happy to read some of these, something else caught her attention. Namely, that weird thing embedded into the wall that had started displaying things right as she had passed by. She had seen these things in the dormitory floor as well. Surely they held some significance, but in what way?
The best way to determinate that was to try and interact with the strange device, she figured. The thought of using the keyboard didn't cross her mind for even a second though, and she pointed at the terminal with her staff-- Obviously this object was magical in nature, maybe casting magic over it would reveal its secrets?
If the fumes elevating from the terminal as a result were anything to go by, this experiment didn't go well.
• Meadow (Floor 25)
After the sad spectacle the tower had offered to her up until now, the sight of the meadow came as a shock. Not only hadn't she expected to see such a place within this horrid tower, but she had never seen such a place at all before. Lorule was a world shrouded in darkness that prevented the simplest of flowers from existing. A land covered with dark clouds that forbade the light of the sun to ever reach it.
She walked in and looked around, having a hard time hiding her amazement at what she was seeing. So this was what a normal world looked like? She couldn't figure how or why this place existed within the tower, but at the moment it didn't matter. Of all the things she had seen in the tower, this one was of nature to appease her. She slowly kept moving in, kneeling down at times to look at flower-- She would probably stay here for a long while.
• Shadow Children (Observatory - Floor 45)
After quite a while spent exploring the tower, she decided to take a rest at the observatory, looking through the glass to see if she could perceive anything through the thick fog. Obviously she couldn't, but the sight was somewhat similar to that of Lorule. Empty and without hope. In fact, much of the tower reminded her of her Kingdom; the monsters roaming around, the feeling of oppression, the destruction. And one more thing was about to remind her of her lost Kingdom:
"Why did you survive?"
She turned as soon as she heard the familiar voice, there was no mistaking who it was and yet— This couldn't be.
"Ravi-?"
But upon seeing where the voice came from, she backed down in disgust. A black creature, pale imitation of a human being with only its white teeth as distinct feature. This creature certainly not who she thought it had been, and the words he further uttered only confirmed this to her. She scowled at the being and tightened her grip on her staff.
"Why do you use this voice?!"
She brandished her staff to cast a spell on the creature, to trap him in a barrier and leave him here-- But the spell failed. And even though she decided to leave rather than face the creature one more second; it followed her of course.
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Hilda hadn't actually noticed Sephiroth's presence until he bent his leg out of the way. She looked down and finally spotted the silver-haired man. Well, this floor was definitely more frequented than she had originally thought. Yet it wasn't surprising that many people would enjoy such a place.
She nodded at him in acknowledgment before speaking on a formal tone. ]
My apologies. I had not noticed your presence.
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You should be careful where you put your feet.
[He's at least trying not to sound so offish, however the lethargy might taint it.]
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Either way, this was interesting. ]
I shall. [ A pause. ] ... Am I correct to assume you have been in this tower for a long time?
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He usually didn't put up with entertaining newcomers but would apparently make an exception.]
That would be correct. I've been here around 17 cycles. [Pause also, he doesn't think about it very often.]
You probably have questions.
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I have found answers to many. Yet few were satisfactory.
[ At this point she could hardly deny that her world may indeed be gone, as painful at this was. But most people she'd seen seemed to be able to live through the pain. How she didn't know, but this had to mean somehow, they clung onto a hope. That or they all hated their homeworld in the first place. ]
I have been told my kingdom is no more. Destroyed by some nameless entity. [ A pause. ] This is all I know. Nothing more. I would very much desire to know more about the state of our worlds, if you have any such information in your possession.
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Sephiroth slightly tilted his head to one side as Hilda continued. Though sometimes his focus drifted away from their conversation. He should really make a trip back up to his Dormitory soon, he did always feel better up there over the last day or so. This lethargy couldn't last forever.
But he did manage to reply to the last part, at least.]
All Worlds that are drawn from are dead. Sucked dry of all life.
[To give Zo his credit, it seemed he the kid was still able to pull people here, even though the Tower was failing. It did beg the question why-]
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To his credit, that silver-haired man looked like he was sleeping or close to not so long ago, so maybe he was just tired. ]
What I am interested to know is whether or not this is a permanent state. [ If life had been sucked out of her world, she figured the life energy had to still exist somewhere. ] All those I have met were eager to confirm the veracity of the letter, yet the topic of a solution seems to be avoided.
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But he would not be here for so much longer after all now and there was little point to think about anything other than if it might impact on his plan. Sephiroth's focus needs to stay on the will that he's wrapped around the Dormitories.]
As far as we're aware, yes. Whatever virus took the energy is logically either still in possession of the same or has expended it already. As for a solution, well-
[He smiles rather than smirks, as if too tired currently to put his pride behind it.]
-most are not brave enough to step forwards and do something about it.
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She frowned as he mentioned the lack of courage around these parts. Somehow, this hardly surprised her. Courage was a rare thing where she came from. Yet she would not judge the people of the tower so hastily. She had deemed someone a coward once, and she couldn't have been farther from the truth.
His smile made her wonder what exactly was his stance on the matter. He looked reliable enough, maybe he was gifted with more courage than the average people. ]
And what about you, sir...?
[ She didn't know his name yet, after all. ]
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Just waiting for the right time.
[It was said rather flatly, but it was true enough. Indeed he would take a step forwards, and sooner than any of them had any idea.]
Excuse me. [Politely enough at least, Sephiroth smoothly got to his feet and brushed down a few blades of grass from where they had stubbornly not fallen away, snagged on the cotton of his gym pants while a few still in the ends of his hair would probably end up falling out on their own.]
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I dare hope you will find the right time of which you speak.
[ It was in everyone's interest, after all. With that said, she turned back to the direction to which she had originally been headed. Though, not without saying another word. ]
Time is a quite a fickle thing, after all. We all think we understand it, and yet when one finally chooses to act, often the right time is already long gone.
[ Words of pseudo-wisdom, even though they're probably entirely lost here. ]
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It will not be too much longer.
[Sephiroth commented in return as Hilda turned away from him. Indeed heavy philosophical words but Sephiroth was much too lethargic in this instance to weigh much into it. Besides his plan had already been set up.
He stretched his arms out in front and tensed his arms, working any tiredness out of his muscles before he would head off of this floor and back upstairs.]