silent_princess (
silent_princess) wrote in
genessia2017-05-16 12:51 pm
[Video] - 1st Entry
[The smart phone opens to the picture of a blonde-haired woman, dressed in a uniform of azure and royalty, looking at the screen which captures her image with a concerned and worrisome expression. Her eyes are fresh with tears, rudely awoken and confused at her new surroundings, though the video does little to explain such affairs before she speaks.]
It is almost similar to the Sheikah Slate.. Hello? I am unsure if this tool is in working order so I hope this message is received by some one near by. My name is Zelda, Princess and daughter of the Royal Family of Hyrule. The provided tomes I've discovered here explain a great deal, but they do not alleviate any such concerns I have for my family and friends.
I am uncertain if there is any one capable, but some assistance would be appreciated. In the meantime, while I wait here before these archways, I will continue to read and study and observe what I can. What I am certain of is that I am not the first to arrive here, and I am also sure my requests are more than likely routine for whoever is listening.
[She lowers her head, turning a palm up to her eyes to wipe away the remnants of her frustration and sadness.]
I have many questions that I would prefer to impose upon another rather than rely on text, if any one is willing. Please, let this message reach some one. Again, my name is Zelda, and I am standing before a series of archways. If there is any one listening, please hear my call.
[On her final plea the feed ends.]
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[She crawled along the ground, knees and hands keeping her upright as she poured over the different pamphlets and brochures that had been provided. To any and all who arrive to find her, the young Princess looks more like a studious traveler than a lost cause. She speaks to herself, muttering different locations and terms that she picks from the different pieces of text, as if reciting them assists in her memorizing the observations she makes.]
Schnee.. Genessia.. A smart phone? How extraordinary. And these pendents? What is it that allows for the functionality with these gateways? Is it some form of magic, or an ancient piece of technology? Peculiar, very peculiar.
It is almost similar to the Sheikah Slate.. Hello? I am unsure if this tool is in working order so I hope this message is received by some one near by. My name is Zelda, Princess and daughter of the Royal Family of Hyrule. The provided tomes I've discovered here explain a great deal, but they do not alleviate any such concerns I have for my family and friends.
I am uncertain if there is any one capable, but some assistance would be appreciated. In the meantime, while I wait here before these archways, I will continue to read and study and observe what I can. What I am certain of is that I am not the first to arrive here, and I am also sure my requests are more than likely routine for whoever is listening.
[She lowers her head, turning a palm up to her eyes to wipe away the remnants of her frustration and sadness.]
I have many questions that I would prefer to impose upon another rather than rely on text, if any one is willing. Please, let this message reach some one. Again, my name is Zelda, and I am standing before a series of archways. If there is any one listening, please hear my call.
[On her final plea the feed ends.]
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[She crawled along the ground, knees and hands keeping her upright as she poured over the different pamphlets and brochures that had been provided. To any and all who arrive to find her, the young Princess looks more like a studious traveler than a lost cause. She speaks to herself, muttering different locations and terms that she picks from the different pieces of text, as if reciting them assists in her memorizing the observations she makes.]
Schnee.. Genessia.. A smart phone? How extraordinary. And these pendents? What is it that allows for the functionality with these gateways? Is it some form of magic, or an ancient piece of technology? Peculiar, very peculiar.

action;
(He rolls a shoulder in a shrug before nodding.)
It's familiar enough to me to answer a few simpler questions. For instance, I could show you the way to your temporary housing. It...leaves so much to be desired it's painful, but it will suffice for the first month.
(He pulls the hem of his robes up before kneeling at her scattered paperwork, beginning to collect the brochures.)
It's refreshing to see another so keen on learning what they can of this place, by the way. Far too many arrive with only an interest in bemoaning their fates. Irritating really.
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You are not the first to remark of such things. I've seen enough in my few short years to know that it is better to forge ahead than to hang onto uncertainty, though..
[She pauses, raising a single palm to push against her forehead as she feels a slight ache taking over her thoughts.]
'Tis one matter to say such and another to follow it. I'm glad that my behavior is a change of pace, but I would be lying if I did not state my dismay at being brought here. I don't wish to assume there is some greater purpose for me here, and I don't wish to assume that there are simple or easy answers to such questions. [She straightens up, keeping a stiff upper-lip as her morose expression slowly fades into one of determination.] I find pouring over information to be a formidable distraction against such needless worry. I do not think I would be the woman I am today if I wasn't gifted such an interest in discovery and learning.
[She kneels down once more, assisting in the collecting of notes and scripts so as to not leave her company finishing the chore.] Forgive my mess, I do get carried away with such things.
action;
Indeed! And how better to forge ahead, as you say, than with information? (Smiling is appreciation, he offers her the papers he collected for her.)
I find pouring over information to be a welcome reprieve from many things, Your Grace, and it's no bother. Allow me, though, to set your mind at rest. Should there be any pressing need for your attendance in your own world, whatever mechanization or magic used to pull us here is accurate such that, when we are dismissed, we are returned to the precise moment from which we were taken. Handy, that.
Re: action;
Extraordinary.. Has this been confirmed? Has there ever been a case where some one was brought here only to find their way back home? It isn't that I don't wish to believe you, but questions are questions and the more details I can unravel, the more naked truth.. err- well, you understand my meaning, yes?
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Yes, actually. A friend of mine has recently returned, and from a later point in our timeline than myself. She confirms, while I am, essentially from her past, she never noticed my absence.
[He chuckles as she stumbles over her words, his smile slightly teasing.]
Come now, Your Grace. Is 'naked' so bad? Truth or otherwise?