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genessia2017-12-02 04:14 am
innocent_royal) wrote in genessia2017-12-02 04:14 am
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[Event] La princesse impériale
(Action - closed, Open to Satsuki)
[It was the early morning, around 8:00, when Anastasia was awake and starting her day. Breakfast was already eaten, she was already dressed cutesy for today, and just doing the final touches of her hair, tying it up in a ponytail secured with a blue ribbon.
And this is when one of her Pokémon comes skipping in. Sylveon, prancing around happily with a odd mask in its feelers.]
Sylvie? What is that you have there?
Sylvie~
[Sylveon holds the mask out, but yanks it away as Anastasia reached in.]
Don't be that way. Give it here, Sylvie. Let mommy see it.
[Sylveon danced around Anastasia, not letting the girl have the mask. After a moment longer, Sylveon pats the mask on Anastasia's face. In a near instant, Anastasia fell to her knees, hands on her face. So many weird and unfamiliar feelings come forth, and take their place in normality.
Anastasia felt fine now, getting back to her feet and looked around, recollecting what she was doing. She looked at the frightened Sylveon, and gently petted its head.]
Bonne fille. Allez jouer maintenant.
[Glancing at her vanity mirror... That frilly skirt and bunny-print tee-shirt was unbecoming of an Imperial Princess, but whatever. She's supposed to look good without going too far. But for the moment, she'll look over herself, a girl on the edge of adult. A teenager, she was. Not a girl, but not yet a woman. She spots and picked up a sheet of paper off the desk, it was a shopping list. Was she supposed to go errand running? Who the hell would make her run errands like a servant girl?
Anastasia crumpled up the paper and tossed it aside. She grabbed her rapier, Nebula, from her closet, put on some ankle boots and confidently makes her exit from Satsuki's apartment.]
(Holodeck'd Action - Open to All)
[Anastasia made her way to the Holodeck'd. It's been awhile since she has been here. It will be good to cut loose and unleash the might of the Empire through her sword and spirit.
After booking a room, she chose her program based on what monsters she felt like fighting. A mob of axe-wielding gnolls ought to be a good fit. Taking her spot on the floor, the program started.
Trained by her hero emperor of a father, it was just a simple thrust and stroke of her blade to dispatch any of the digital dog-men that dared approach. After eight of them, it was done. And she was sorely disappointed.]
"Do you wish to continue from a relevant selection?"
Yes. And surprise me.
[The scene changed to a new arena. Anastasia's new opponent was a armored, axe-wielding lizard man easily twice her size.]
Huh... I'll admit. I regret not procuring a battle dress for this. No matter. Come at me, fiend! I'll leave you begging for death!
[She won't be able to handle this one alone, especially since the difficulty is set well above her skill level.]
(Nova City Action - Open to All)
[The only way to put herself back into a good mood is to go shopping. Recklessly spending her allowance on cute clothes and jewelry and taking a casual break at a café around Nova City. Sitting alone at a table, a little cup of ice cream in front of her, and atleast three shopping bags by her chair. She was staring towards the wall with a bored expression.]
How is it only one in the afternoon? Monde stupide, not providing enough venues of entertainment for my age range.
[Anastasia takes a bite of her ice cream...]
I suppose I could go to Fayren and look for a battle dress, then maybe take on real opponents in Attleton's Colosseum?
...Maybe I'll go to a spa. Yes, a spa would be a much better idea.
[She'll just wistfully talk to herself for now. Unaware that there may be someone listening to her for whatever reason.]
[It was the early morning, around 8:00, when Anastasia was awake and starting her day. Breakfast was already eaten, she was already dressed cutesy for today, and just doing the final touches of her hair, tying it up in a ponytail secured with a blue ribbon.
And this is when one of her Pokémon comes skipping in. Sylveon, prancing around happily with a odd mask in its feelers.]
Sylvie? What is that you have there?
Sylvie~
[Sylveon holds the mask out, but yanks it away as Anastasia reached in.]
Don't be that way. Give it here, Sylvie. Let mommy see it.
[Sylveon danced around Anastasia, not letting the girl have the mask. After a moment longer, Sylveon pats the mask on Anastasia's face. In a near instant, Anastasia fell to her knees, hands on her face. So many weird and unfamiliar feelings come forth, and take their place in normality.
Anastasia felt fine now, getting back to her feet and looked around, recollecting what she was doing. She looked at the frightened Sylveon, and gently petted its head.]
Bonne fille. Allez jouer maintenant.
[Glancing at her vanity mirror... That frilly skirt and bunny-print tee-shirt was unbecoming of an Imperial Princess, but whatever. She's supposed to look good without going too far. But for the moment, she'll look over herself, a girl on the edge of adult. A teenager, she was. Not a girl, but not yet a woman. She spots and picked up a sheet of paper off the desk, it was a shopping list. Was she supposed to go errand running? Who the hell would make her run errands like a servant girl?
Anastasia crumpled up the paper and tossed it aside. She grabbed her rapier, Nebula, from her closet, put on some ankle boots and confidently makes her exit from Satsuki's apartment.]
(Holodeck'd Action - Open to All)
[Anastasia made her way to the Holodeck'd. It's been awhile since she has been here. It will be good to cut loose and unleash the might of the Empire through her sword and spirit.
After booking a room, she chose her program based on what monsters she felt like fighting. A mob of axe-wielding gnolls ought to be a good fit. Taking her spot on the floor, the program started.
Trained by her hero emperor of a father, it was just a simple thrust and stroke of her blade to dispatch any of the digital dog-men that dared approach. After eight of them, it was done. And she was sorely disappointed.]
"Do you wish to continue from a relevant selection?"
Yes. And surprise me.
[The scene changed to a new arena. Anastasia's new opponent was a armored, axe-wielding lizard man easily twice her size.]
Huh... I'll admit. I regret not procuring a battle dress for this. No matter. Come at me, fiend! I'll leave you begging for death!
[She won't be able to handle this one alone, especially since the difficulty is set well above her skill level.]
(Nova City Action - Open to All)
[The only way to put herself back into a good mood is to go shopping. Recklessly spending her allowance on cute clothes and jewelry and taking a casual break at a café around Nova City. Sitting alone at a table, a little cup of ice cream in front of her, and atleast three shopping bags by her chair. She was staring towards the wall with a bored expression.]
How is it only one in the afternoon? Monde stupide, not providing enough venues of entertainment for my age range.
[Anastasia takes a bite of her ice cream...]
I suppose I could go to Fayren and look for a battle dress, then maybe take on real opponents in Attleton's Colosseum?
...Maybe I'll go to a spa. Yes, a spa would be a much better idea.
[She'll just wistfully talk to herself for now. Unaware that there may be someone listening to her for whatever reason.]