ocariness: (Muscially.)
LINK。 † HERO OF TIME ([personal profile] ocariness) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2011-12-12 09:52 am

[o2] ‸^‸ Second Song.

Characters: [livejournal.com profile] ocariness and whoever happens across "him".
Setting: The Eleventh floor, near the stairs.
Format: Either, but actionspam works best for me. <3
Summary: After what's happened in those nightmare worlds and seeing the damage, Link just wants some peace and quiet, which she finds in the form of playing her Ocarina.
Warnings: None yet!

[ If you were a resident of the Tower, chances were you heard a melody coming from the upper floors. Due to the nature of the instrument, the sound carries quite well, and if you stop in the stairwells, you may even hear the fleeting whispers of it.

Following the source of the music will lead you to the Eleventh floor. During the daylight hours with plenty of time to spare, of course; Link would never play in a dangerous environment.

Snatches of other songs can be heard as well, though this is the one Link is playing if you should choose to investigate. It's nothing out of the ordinary: the Hylian is merely sitting near the stairs in the grass, playing.

This was as close as she could get to home; this music reminded her of the strange song that filled the Lost Woods adjacent to her home.

Will you bother the hero? ]

[identity profile] spiritsup.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Romeo liked this floor through the day when it wasn't scary! He was just going down into it when he heard the music clearly, he stood on the stairs and watching the elf person play. He looked like something out of a fairy tale book and he played really well. He stood and watched silently not wanting to move in case he disturbed the player.]

[identity profile] spiritsup.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Romeo smiles back] Hello sir! That was really pretty! Are you an elf?

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[personal profile] fifty 2011-12-13 12:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[America's drawn to the sound out of curiosity; it's not long before he finds the source.]

...You look kind of familiar...
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[personal profile] fifty 2011-12-21 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm sure you were in something--well whatever. I'm America! [Grin!]

[identity profile] forcingrins.livejournal.com 2011-12-13 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)


Oh, it's you.

[identity profile] forcingrins.livejournal.com 2011-12-14 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
Not at all.



I wanted to see if the music was a part of the Tower or separate from it. I think I found the answer.

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[identity profile] evokemydread.livejournal.com 2011-12-14 09:16 am (UTC)(link)
[Drawn by the melody, Minato follow the sound to its source. His headphones was already handing around his neck, letting him listen more clearly to the music.

Seeing someone, he stops at a distance and simply listen to them play.
]

[identity profile] evokemydread.livejournal.com 2011-12-14 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[Seeing the gesture and interpreting it right, he walks over to the "man". Sitting down on the patch of grass next to "him", he nods with a friendly smile.]

[identity profile] morphballin.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
[...this...]

[This floor of the building was a whole forest?]

[That's peculiar. And there's someone playing an instrument here - one of Kreatz's people, perhaps? Either way, it's the first person Samus has seen so far. She steps up, armor-clad.]

Excuse me.

[identity profile] morphballin.livejournal.com 2011-12-17 02:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Nah, if she was evil, she wouldn't have talked to Link first. Unless Samus was an endgame boss.]

[Samus shows no obvious hostility, but probably seems irritated and on-edge.]

Where is this place? For that matter, what is this place?

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[identity profile] arisawa.livejournal.com 2011-12-16 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
[The music, Tatsuki doesn't actually pay much mind to. She's exploring the tower in general, basically, when she just happens to notice she's probably near the source of it.

The elf kid with the woodwind probably had something to do with it. She approaches, taking a seat next to Link.]


Not bad. You play often?

NOTIIIIIIIFS

[identity profile] arisawa.livejournal.com 2011-12-16 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
How long you been playing?

[Idle chatter, she knows, but it's the only thing keeping her sane right now.]

I KNOW, RIGHT?

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[personal profile] guiltapalooza 2011-12-16 09:06 am (UTC)(link)
[After her spectacular failure at meditating on the forest level, Willow had gone looking for a substitute, and ended up here. Only to hear something... upbeat and beautiful.

She turns off at from the staircase and shortly comes upon Link. She watches curiously, smiling warmly at the music but not interrupting.

Hey, she'd dated a musician. She'd never interrupt.]
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[personal profile] guiltapalooza 2011-12-17 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
No, no, [she rushes to reassure him,] I was appreciating! Not disturbed, just, happy to hear it.

You play really well. I don't think I recognize that instrument.

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[identity profile] cabecilla.livejournal.com 2011-12-17 10:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Well this is late, but uh... okay, so the vast majority of the music he's been exposed to has been... war music. Drums and pipes, stuff to get the blood boiling. The kind of sound that makes it seem okay to die. So this weird, whimsical thing echoing up the stairs makes him stop what he's doing and go find out what it could be...]

[So yeah, once he finds her he's definitely got to bother her, giving her a bit of distance as he moves around her and settles into the grass across the way. Goodness, he's staring... really intently... watching the movement of her fingers like this is something quite remarkable]

Liiiiiink ♥♥♥♥

[identity profile] cabecilla.livejournal.com 2011-12-17 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's pretty obvious she wasn't annoying him! He's just kinda smiling at her even after she stops. It's a... sort of confused smile though, like he's not sure what to make of what just happened there. Taps his fingers against his knee and... hums a couple notes out of it, letting his attention drift, but... HE IS UTTERLY TONEDEAF so it may not actually be obvious that's he's doing lksd]

[He gives up trying to hum it pretty quickly because of this and focuses on her again, leaning forward a little]


What was that...?