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melodiesoflife2016-03-30 07:26 pm
foodchaining) wrote in melodiesoflife2016-03-30 07:26 pm
Entry tags:
Eat Sleep or Fight
Characters: Kyoko & OPEN
Where: The Observatory/City Outskirts
When: Whenever!
Summary: Kyoko hanging around, either stuffing her face or fighting, her two favorite things
Warnings: Gluttonous magical girl, possible language, Kyoko can be a huge jerk
OBSERVATORY
With hands nestled casually into sweater pockets and a pocky stick snug between her teeth, Kyoko bent her knees, the treat tipping around as she calculated her landing just before launching into the sky. Feet hit hard, snapping some ceiling tiles that slither down towards the ground below.
“Ah, crap!” Her glance does not follow the damaged property, rather a hand shoots up as if to catch the snack. The redhead had almost – almost, dropped it in the jump. While the wind whips angrily at her ponytail, Kyoko leaps a couple buildings until she stands atop the observatory, mindlessly wasting precious magic in the process. Climbing to its highest point, she peers down into the oversized lens.
One of the disadvantages of this place was its lack of skyscrapers, the magical girl had always preferred perching up high. With this world’s lack of them – a telescope would just have to do. Plopping down atop the sensitive instrument, her legs dangle askew. Munching joins the sound of the wind as the redhead looks out over the city.
CITY OUTSKIRTS
“Eat this!” Running a jagged pattern, her lance moves in a blur of twirls and slashes. Four geezards fall in the wake of the magical girl. Slamming the butt of the weapon to the ground, Kyoko glances back with a fanged grin. If this was all there was to gathering magic in this world – there would be nothing to it.
A piercing, inhuman scream has the lancer shooting her free hand to an ear, but does nothing to block out the wailing of the mandragora that snuck up. “Uh...Goddamn house plant.” Curling painfully forwards as if the soundwaves were solid punches to the gut, there’s a moment where her footing grows unsteady. In the next, the head of her spear is ripping into the foliage of the creature. That shut it up, but not before three of its friends had joined the party, along with a couple of buers flapping overhead.
Where: The Observatory/City Outskirts
When: Whenever!
Summary: Kyoko hanging around, either stuffing her face or fighting, her two favorite things
Warnings: Gluttonous magical girl, possible language, Kyoko can be a huge jerk
OBSERVATORY
With hands nestled casually into sweater pockets and a pocky stick snug between her teeth, Kyoko bent her knees, the treat tipping around as she calculated her landing just before launching into the sky. Feet hit hard, snapping some ceiling tiles that slither down towards the ground below.
“Ah, crap!” Her glance does not follow the damaged property, rather a hand shoots up as if to catch the snack. The redhead had almost – almost, dropped it in the jump. While the wind whips angrily at her ponytail, Kyoko leaps a couple buildings until she stands atop the observatory, mindlessly wasting precious magic in the process. Climbing to its highest point, she peers down into the oversized lens.
One of the disadvantages of this place was its lack of skyscrapers, the magical girl had always preferred perching up high. With this world’s lack of them – a telescope would just have to do. Plopping down atop the sensitive instrument, her legs dangle askew. Munching joins the sound of the wind as the redhead looks out over the city.
CITY OUTSKIRTS
“Eat this!” Running a jagged pattern, her lance moves in a blur of twirls and slashes. Four geezards fall in the wake of the magical girl. Slamming the butt of the weapon to the ground, Kyoko glances back with a fanged grin. If this was all there was to gathering magic in this world – there would be nothing to it.
A piercing, inhuman scream has the lancer shooting her free hand to an ear, but does nothing to block out the wailing of the mandragora that snuck up. “Uh...Goddamn house plant.” Curling painfully forwards as if the soundwaves were solid punches to the gut, there’s a moment where her footing grows unsteady. In the next, the head of her spear is ripping into the foliage of the creature. That shut it up, but not before three of its friends had joined the party, along with a couple of buers flapping overhead.
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Her fingers lightly stroked her Loftwings neck, her expression softening into a fond smile. The large bird flapped its wings once and then landed on a section of the roof so that his rider and the strange red haired girl could speak.
“My home is called Skyloft. It’s an island that floats in the sky, we wouldn’t be able to get anywhere without our feathered friends here.” Her smile widened. “They were a gift from the goddess. As for this world’s birds, I do not know.” However Zelda had a soft spot for Chocobo’s as well.
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"Pretty useless way to set up a world, floating around so you can't even rely on your own two feet."
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She wasn’t about to begin a long winded story about the goddess and the hero without knowing that Kyoko might want to hear it. She didn’t wish to bore the young girl.
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There's enough annoyance in her voice to give off the impression such things were of not interest to her. Yet the non - committal response was not exactly a "no", in the hopes Zelda might still decide to tell it. Fighting with Sayaka again was starting to reminder Kyoko of the tales that made her take on being a magical girl.
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“Darkness covered the land and in order to fight it and keep her people safe the goddess Hylia raised them to the sky. She created a barrier among the clouds and gifted those who lived in this new word Loftwings so that they’d be free to expand their home among the clouds.” Her smiled remained in place, her voice kind and motherly.
“When fighting the darkness a hero appeared. He wasn’t a hero in title like here but a man who knew how to fight and refused to let the darkness take hold of him. Hylia saw his courage and granted him a sword of light to help fight the darkness.” Zelda had every detail of the story memorized now, even the parts she hadn’t know before.
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Ponytail swaying as the girl's head canted a bit towards the Hylian to better listen, even while red eyes continued to look away and disinterested. She no longer believed in stories, they were what made her hope and led to her wish which led to losing everything. Hoping only led to loss.
She shifted, uncomfortable, remembering for a painful moment.
Glancing up at the stars, her sweatshirt rippled in the evening wind as she looked over to Zelda. She figured it couldn't be true, because Zelda smiled a lot, so Kyoko expected a happy ending. But...it was nice.
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“The sword of light allowed him to cut through the darkness and with the goddesses help they were able to seal the darkness away. It couldn’t be defeated for as long as there is light, there is darkness to match it. Hylia knew that the darkness would return in a time when people only knew it by its legend.” Her smile fell slightly as she continued. “Over time hearts grow weak and weary. In order to protect those she loved Hylia used her powers to be reincarnated among her people. She would awake to find the new hero, should the darkness return.”
Zelda’s expression softened as her smile pulled back across her lips. “Even now we tell the tales of the goddess, for everything she’s given us we will never forget her.”