wisdominshadows: adult Zelda (thirty six)
Princess Zelda | Sheik ([personal profile] wisdominshadows) wrote in [community profile] 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.

sos_pilot: by <user name=noimpulsecontrol> (i'll be holding you so near)

music

[personal profile] sos_pilot 2020-12-12 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Della hobbles around on one leg, using crutches made out of mops while her prosthetic goes under repairs. The harp-like music catches her attention, so she can't help but poke her head inside the carriage.

"Who's boogy-ing in here?"
unfavorableinstigation: Foresty background (Forest)

Training, the 22nd

[personal profile] unfavorableinstigation 2020-12-12 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
There'd been a lot of talking yesterday - and sometimes, it's good to just let loose and hear what your body is saying, instead.

... 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?
unfavorableinstigation: It is dark, but Nita is inside reading a book. (Reading Indoors)

[personal profile] unfavorableinstigation 2020-12-14 03:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"You have time to join in for a run?"

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.
Edited 2020-12-14 15:00 (UTC)
sos_pilot: by <user name=noimpulsecontrol> (Default)

[personal profile] sos_pilot 2020-12-14 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yep." Della salutes, that's her all right. Taking it as an invitation, she began to hobble inside. "That's you on the strings, huh? Sounded really good!"
soldier_blade: (mkx_profile)

Music carriage

[personal profile] soldier_blade 2020-12-19 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
The music carriage wasn't really one of Sonya's haunts; not compared to the gym, library, or greenhouse, but a few times a week, she headed there. Learning music was the same as any other skill, it needed work.

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.