Princess Zelda | Sheik (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
wisdominshadows) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
voidtreckerexpress2020-12-12 02:37 am
wisdominshadows) wrote in voidtreckerexpress2020-12-12 02:37 am
We know the rising sun is bound to set
Who: Zelda OTA
Where: Various places around the train
When: Mid-late Imagination
What: Catch-all for Zelda in Imagination
Warnings: Nothing yet, will change if necessary
Training Carriage
Every morning (morning? pre-morning? outside the summons to the cabins, does it really matter here?) when she arrives here, Zelda can't help but look around and wonder what Impa would think of this training ground. Pros: some sort of professional thinking clearly went into it. Cons: there's a notable shortage of illusions, sheer cliffs, and Wallmasters.
Very well. Beggars can't be choosers.
She breathes a spell to change her clothes, then pulls herself on top of a pole as her tutor once taught. And an hour or so, at least, Zelda loses herself in the arts of the Shadow Folk, and Sheik lives again.
Music Carriage
After the train's impromptu question and answer session, Zelda shuts herself into the music carriage as completely as she can to think.
Much of that involves a certain familiarity; improvised notes of a lap harp not too dissimilar to her own at home radiate from the carriage for a long time afterward. But sometimes passerby can catch her cautiously experimenting with a different instrument or an unfamiliar 'how to play' book.
Wildcard
Catch Zelda anywhere of interest on the train.
Where: Various places around the train
When: Mid-late Imagination
What: Catch-all for Zelda in Imagination
Warnings: Nothing yet, will change if necessary
Training Carriage
Every morning (morning? pre-morning? outside the summons to the cabins, does it really matter here?) when she arrives here, Zelda can't help but look around and wonder what Impa would think of this training ground. Pros: some sort of professional thinking clearly went into it. Cons: there's a notable shortage of illusions, sheer cliffs, and Wallmasters.
Very well. Beggars can't be choosers.
She breathes a spell to change her clothes, then pulls herself on top of a pole as her tutor once taught. And an hour or so, at least, Zelda loses herself in the arts of the Shadow Folk, and Sheik lives again.
Music Carriage
After the train's impromptu question and answer session, Zelda shuts herself into the music carriage as completely as she can to think.
Much of that involves a certain familiarity; improvised notes of a lap harp not too dissimilar to her own at home radiate from the carriage for a long time afterward. But sometimes passerby can catch her cautiously experimenting with a different instrument or an unfamiliar 'how to play' book.
Wildcard
Catch Zelda anywhere of interest on the train.
music
"Who's boogy-ing in here?"
no subject
A few seconds pass, as Zelda attempts to puzzle that out. (OK- she can make a guess of the gist, she thinks- but what on earth is a 'boogie?')
"Forgive me, Mistress- Della, was it?"
no subject
Training, the 22nd
... Metaphorically speaking, of course.
Nita is in the midst of a few complex maneuvers on the climbing equipment when she catches sight of Zelda- or was it?
It feels faintly familiar, but there are no signs of broken arms, so for the moment Nita lets herself shrug it off.
She keeps an eye on her fellow Orange visionary, however, all the way through to when she's just jogging again, running elongated circles around the car instead of anything more complex.
Does Zelda notice?
no subject
As she feels eyes progressively on her, she slides down onto the floor, smoothing frizzing hairs meant to be pulled tightly back in a braid (a concession to her- Zeldaness- on the train, like her still blue eyes. Sheik kept her hair short, if Nita ever caught a glimpse of her during her nights on the rooftops of Nautilus).
no subject
Nita has enough of her breath back to ask the question, so she does alongside a casual wave of her hand.
"It's good for venting, in some ways."
When you didn't know what else to do with your energy, run. Well, exersise.
Music carriage
She had a book of music with her, though when she entered the car, if she heard correctly, someone was already playing something. The music was soft, so not one of the larger instruments, but still had a tune so not percussion either.
Curiosity got the better of her. For herself, she never cared for an audience of any sort while practicing, but she found herself drawn to the playing nonetheless.
The best she could do was just watch from a respectful distance.