035 Points

[disciplines]

[Castle Filter]

[The elf flips to a blank page in her journal, scowling at it. She stares a goodly while, forming her thoughts and making sure her feelings get noted perfectly. After a minute, she puts a quick filter on and begins to talk, voice even and monotone.]

It has been one year to the day that you took me from my forest and placed me within your confines.

Since then, I have done more in that time than I have at home in centuries. There has been war waged. Students have come and gone. I have been subject to every strange holiday and custom one could ever know. Others' cultures became the norm to me, almost. I've seen and used technology levels beyond whatever Gainos itself had. I've sailed the ocean as an outlaw, traversed ruins, and have been humiliated stuck in a human's body. I've also been slowly forced to confront my feelings and give in to my heart's desire once more, showing how weak and foolish I truly am. However, undeniable bonds of friendship and love have been formed, and for that I am grateful, even if it's hard for me to say.

[It's here her voice changes to something far more authoritative. There's definite malice to it, hissing and enunciating her words strongly.]

But it's come at a price. You took someone priceless from me. I will never have Nowa as I did before again. You also sent me back to learn of my fate after this, teaching someone how to overtake her country's throne, making me frustrated I cannot her again, either, lest she show up here. You've also had your fun humiliating me in other, smaller, but no less annoying ways.

I am the lone representative of my world. As are many here. Chances are it will remain this way at this rate. You've questioned and challenged me, a teacher, into learning. So let me ask you and challenge you back as one.

[A long, annoyed sigh. Her voice and mind were growing tired, but she had to let it all out. It was now or never.]

Just what is it that you are trying to teach us? What lesson am I...nay, are we all missing? What's our purpose being brought here and made to suffer? Such things get us nowhere, fast. And I know waiting for you to answer back is a fool's endeavor at best; I won't be holding my breath over this. It's not like I'll die of old age ever, tch.

[Finally, her voice raises, as if she was commanding the castle itself to move to her will, making sure her words leave a mark in its old, gross castle soul, if it even had one.]

Your teaching methods and crude and outdated. I suggest maybe listening to us for once. Cair Paraidsa, 4 points for efficiency and kindness.

[End Castle filter]

[It's sunset now. Alleyne sits at the base of a tree outside the entrance to the castle, journal open next to her, drinking saucer in hand swirling about a dark colored, fruity smelling mixture. She sips from it now and again, sighing, contemplating a bit before finally speaking into the book. Ruu sits on her shoulders, slowly working on eating an apple.]

It's been a year since I showed up here at this castle. If I remember right, this was the very tree I sat in as I arrived, gaining my bearings. Tch, hardly worth celebrating. I should thank you all though for taking me in well enough and supporting me these past months.

[That's the closest you're all getting to some mushy thanks and camaraderie right now. Be grateful.]

That means that accursed holiday that happened not long after I showed up is about to occur again. Valentine's Day. I don't know how you people of Earth put up with such foolishness sometimes, having to celebrate such on a designated day. Shouldn't matters of the heart be left up to the individual? Bah.

[ooc: Happy Paraversary, elf~ Open over journal or in person]

Comments

written

[caligulas_aquarium]

humans celebrate the most senseless fuckin things sometimes i swwear
this wwhole vvalentines day thing sounds like complete an utter fuckin nonsense

[Not bitter at all, nooooooope.]

dictated back forever

[disciplines]

It's probably my least favorite of their holidays, not just because it was the first I was exposed to, but it feels so...forced. Not to insult their culture, but it sounds like they'd celebrate anything if plied with enough sugar and alcohol.

1/2

[caligulas_aquarium]

pretty much
but im not exactly goin to expect much from humanity at this point their entire culture is just fuckin flawwed to an extreme

dictated;

[her_mouse_jesty]

A whole year...

[She hesitates, but easily enough goes into her usual cheeriness.]

Thank you for helping us out too!

forever!

[disciplines]

[She had a feeling there would be thanks anyways no matter how she worded it. The least she can do is take it gracefully.]

Ah, thank you. It doesn't seem like it's been that long already, though. Given my age, this is hardly enough work work to thank me for, isn't it?

[her_mouse_jesty]

I'm still very grateful for all you've helped me with. I just wish there was a better way to repay you than with just a simple thanks.

[shipper_on_deck]

[over the journal]

Sentimental, are we?

[disciplines]

I would hardly call this sentimental. I'm merely planning for the long run, now that I know I've no choice but to live here. There's work to be done yet.

[shipper_on_deck]

It's sentimental for you, thanking us and all.

[hm] Well, other people, more likely than not. [grin]

/dictated

[spiritusaequitas]

[he remembers you from the festival thingie... and while he's still not quite comfortable talking to a book, he'll treat it like talking to someone in another room]

You've been here a year? Jesus Christ, how d'you deal with it?

forevah~

[disciplines]

One day at a time, same as anything back home.

[It's the most simple, honest answer. A thousand years around battle bikinis and nonsense will raise your tolerance for bullshit to amazing amounts.]

\o/

[spiritusaequitas]

Sounds about right. ... Don't think I caught your name, back t'other day.

[and if he did? well, uh, he forgot. sorry?]

Written

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

'I've heard it's because people want to be more public about affections. I have to say that creating an entire day dedicated to it seems a tad over-the-top, however.'

dictated back~

[disciplines]

You could do that any day of the week. Most cultures I read about here don't seem to have any particular laws about what time of the year you can date someone. Of all things, I would know people would scramble for the right to have before most others. People in general are a sappy lot.

More writing~

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

'Oh, very sappy. Some people get teary-eyed just about their pets, not to mention their loved ones. It sounds to me like a way for people to buy and sell various things with hearts on them.'

dictated;

[ardor]

You won't think much of it, but happy anniversary. [She sounds amused.]

forever~

[disciplines]

[Pff, does she come across as that ungrateful? Perhaps she should've worded this better.]

It doesn't get any easier, does it? We just get used to it. But thank you. At least we're not going it alone, as much as I'd prefer to at times.

[wilder]

I don't see the problem in it. Some people need the help with their hearts and love!

[disciplines]

Then ask someone in private! This thing does have filters, you know. Let's not rub it in everyone's faces; some may just not care.

dictated;

[snacklist]

You've been here a whole year?!

forever and ever

[disciplines]

As of now, yeah. It's hardly worth noting, there are many who've been here longer. Is it that surprising?

[walkinthruwalls]

Hey, on Earth things are left to people.

[disciplines]

I'm not trying to badmouth it, I'm just curious why it's such a specific holiday for such a normal part of life.

[inafadingcrown]

We have been fortunate to have you, on a number of occasions.

[And a pause] Dare I ask of this holiday?

[disciplines]

I'm just glad I could do my job well, it brings me such pride to do so, and to see the results it brings. That alone is thanks enough.

[Sobbing on the inside. She explains calmly but you have no idea what the humans are doing now.]

It's some day for the humans on Earth to specifically spend with their significant others or confess such feelings to those they secretly yearn after. There's a lot of gift giving, consuming of sugars and alcohol, and courting nonsense involved.

You can only begin to guess how the castle twists those notions around.