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towerofanimus2012-09-14 04:38 pm
divinitysoiled) wrote in towerofanimus2012-09-14 04:38 pm
Entry tags:
First time? Intro
Characters: Catarina Amanto; open
Setting: Outside the dorms soon after she wakes
Format: Starting with brackets, but you pick, I match
Summary: Catarina wakes, and has a few questions
Warnings: none yet
[Outside the dorms, there's a young woman watching those passing by. She's quite lovely, with the dark hair, golden skin, and wickedly dark eyes. But there's something wild about her, something not quite human. Perhaps the cut of her hair? The slant of her eyes? Or perhaps the way she watches those milling around, looking at the other inhabitants of the tower like they were a cut of meat and she wasn't sure which way to eat. Finally, she comes up to one of those walking by and speaks, her voice as dark and rich as her coloring and slightly disgusted]
What is the meaning of this place and the letters we have received?
[A hand reaches up to touch the shoulder of the one she's speaking with, almost intimately.]
Setting: Outside the dorms soon after she wakes
Format: Starting with brackets, but you pick, I match
Summary: Catarina wakes, and has a few questions
Warnings: none yet
[Outside the dorms, there's a young woman watching those passing by. She's quite lovely, with the dark hair, golden skin, and wickedly dark eyes. But there's something wild about her, something not quite human. Perhaps the cut of her hair? The slant of her eyes? Or perhaps the way she watches those milling around, looking at the other inhabitants of the tower like they were a cut of meat and she wasn't sure which way to eat. Finally, she comes up to one of those walking by and speaks, her voice as dark and rich as her coloring and slightly disgusted]
What is the meaning of this place and the letters we have received?
[A hand reaches up to touch the shoulder of the one she's speaking with, almost intimately.]
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She'll notice there's something definitely not human about Count Bleck. Maybe it's the apparently missing limbs? The dark blue skin? Glowing eyes and mouth? Or maybe it's that classy monocle. Go ahead, admit it. It's the monocle, right?
When she touches his shoulder, the count scowls a bit and raises his own hand to remove hers.]
This place is where we were bought when we were 'saved', says Count Bleck. And the letters speak the truth, as far as Count Bleck is concerned.
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And how do you know it's the truth, dear Count?
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Count Bleck is the one that destroyed his dimension.
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[Watching her carefully. There's definitely not a lot of trust here. Blecky doesn't even trust Ganondorf and they're 'buddies'.]
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Very interesting. How did you ever gain such power, Count?
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The details are for Count Bleck alone.
[That book that floats close to him? That. It warped his mind and personality with it's dark power.]
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Sounds like a challenge. [Her voice turned growling, a deep sensual purr] I so do adore challenges.
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It is hardly a challenge. The Dark Prognosticus cannot be handled by anyone but Count Bleck. All others would be destroyed mentally and perhaps even physically.
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I apologize for him from the get go.
'Fraid none of us have the answer to that just yet... but we're working on it, eh?
[ There's a small smile back, almost the tiniest glint in his eye as he looks over her appreciatively. ]
Wager you're new. Sure I would've remembered a dish like you from the start. What's your name then?
Oh boy.
My name is Catarina. I've just arrived, and told the world I left was destroyed. Such silliness, isn't it?
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Really nicely. ]
And I'm Ronald. Pleasure to meet you, Catarina. 'Fraid we're all given the same story from the get-go. Wouldn't believe a word of it though. Absolute bollocks.
Though I'll tell you they'd be daft to think they can keep us here.
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I think the same. How long have you been here, Ronald? [Her voice caresses his name almost obscenely]
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Few months, give or take. Prolly around five months, I'd wager.
[ One arm is jammed in his pocket while he offers the other to her. ]
If you need a guide around, I'm your man. Kind of know this place like the back of my hand now. Boss' orders I do.
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That's quite a few months. [She took his hand, her fingers caressing his almost obscenely] I wouldn't mind having such a... handsome guide around these parts.