[OPEN] If I don't move

[bearshermark]

Who: Eleven and OPEN
What: El being irresponsible
Where: Places
When: June, anytime
Warnings: Woops, angst and tragic backtories happened.
TW: mentions of: murder; abuse; suicide
Notes: Action or prose is fine!



A. Any library

[Humans, enslaved by dragonkind. Since hearing of it, an odd, morbid curiosity has taken hold until the thought of it wouldn't leave him.

But why? What would dragonkind need from humans?

It's enough to pull him from Raida's temple to seek more information in Diatu and Anastara's greater libraries.

He doesn't have as much time to devote to the research as he'd like, but still he crams in time to read the most relevant and interesting passages in the various tomes he can find. They're largely ancient history books to offset the class he isn't taking- focused on that particular period of time, how it came about, and how it ended- to an extended curiosity about the breadth of the race of dragonkind itself.

Already loaded down with an armful of books he doesn't really need, Eleven catches a glimpse of an eye-catching binding set with runes and his fingers itch for it]

Maybe if I skip training today, I could still have time to study..


B. Somewhere Open

He did it once, in a burst of wild anger, summoned lightning through his veins and threw it out of his fist in a blow meant to blister. Not again since.

Eleven turned his wrist over, staring at the mark of light tattooed on the back of his hand. It had yet to glow once since arriving, but now as storm clouds loomed, darkening with the setting sun and getting closer, his arm stretched out to greet them- as though he might grasp them when finally they arrived.

Afire with nervous anticipation, a word to a spell on his lips, he threw his hand skyward.

"Zap!"

Lightning flashed and flickered in a nearby cloud, but failed to strike anything in particular. No strong scent of ozone played on the breeze.

..Coincidence, he wondered- or simply the wrong word?


C. Edge of Anastara

The Sword of Light.

Lain across his lap, Eleven decided that sitting on the edge of a floating island was a lot like sitting on the edge of the world. His feet hung suspended over an abyss of sky and low-flying clouds. Eyes on the horizon, he would occasionally glance down for that low-swooping feeling in his chest. A breeze pulled at him- at once encouragement and warning.

A tiny part of his heart wanted to throw the fabled weapon out into the endless sky and never gaze upon it again, but his hands held it fast as though afraid of that very impulse.

He still wasn't used to staring out across a clear sky in all directions, unable to make out even the silhouette of one particular floating tree. Right now, he only wished to see it in order to feel like he was being heard.

"I'll do it!" Eleven snapped at nothing in particular, dropping back into the grass only to glare and yell at the empty sky above. "I never said I wouldn't! I just wanted to be normal for awhile!"

His arm dropped to shadow his face on a sigh as he pulled the sword of light to lay at his side. "..But it looks like that doesn't matter at all."


D. Wildcard!

Comments

[bearshermark]

Eleven smiled, returning his wave.

"Can you really?" he mused lowly. "That doesn't seem like it would work well."

[sevenyearsasleep]

"A big hammer," a small grin. "Their hide is too thick for swords. Even holy swords."

A pause. "But...I've only fought the one. So...others might be different, I guess."

[bearshermark]

It made some sense, he supposed. He's fought dragons with soft underbellies however, so he hasn't had much cause to worry. Still.. to try a hammer made for crushing.. would need to be so massive as to be impossible to wield by the sounds of it.

"Hm, well I'm not looking to fight any at the moment- just read about them a little."

[sevenyearsasleep]

Hyrule had some weird weaponry.

"They're smart. And they can be brainwashed." He didn't like thinking about that part. "But, that's all I know. Do they have a lot of dragons here?"

[bearshermark]

Eleven blinked, head tipping. Brainwashed? He hated to think of what sort of power might be capable of it.

"Oh.. I've only seen the one so far, but it seems they have a deep history with this world."

[sevenyearsasleep]

"Hopefully a good history," Link said lightly. "Is all that research for a class?"

[bearshermark]

It wasn't a good history.

"..No," he admitted. "It's something of a personal interest. I had a... conversation with the spirit dragon that appeared. It was, er- enlightening."

[sevenyearsasleep]

"Wow, it could have a whole conversation? That's impressive!"

His ears drooped for a second.

"I'm guessing it wasn't a happy conversation, huh?"

[bearshermark]

Eleven grinned a bit- a sort of lopsided, hopeless thing- and shrugged.

"It sort of ordered me to follow its will, so it seems like maybe I should learn more about them."

[sevenyearsasleep]

"Oh. Yikes. What happened when you told it no?"

Because, Link is an impulsive soul and just assumes the other boy would have said "no" immediately.

"Yeah, reading about 'em is probably a good idea if they're doing stuff like that."

[bearshermark]

Eleven grimaced.

"..Well, I didn't really have the chance to.. I did ask a professor though, and she said she doesn't think it will do anything, but given their history, I can't trust that it won't either."

[sevenyearsasleep]

Whoops.

"Ah, well, if it did do something, there's lots of people to fight it, right? Makes things a lot easier."

That was something Link was learning about this world. Lots and lots of very capable fighters.

[bearshermark]

"Yeah." Though he didn't look convinced. "They have ancient magic.."

Eleven trailed off as the thought troubled him, then shook his head. "Anyway, what are you studying?"

[sevenyearsasleep]

Link smiled a bit. "Hey, I think people working together can do great things. Try not to worry."

His smile slipped a notch, but, it was a good-natured grimace. "History. I keep falling asleep in class, so, I have to do a little catch-up."

[bearshermark]

"They can," he agreed, recalling the strength of his own companions. But still, it hadn't been enough. The dragon also remained, despite the attempts of many more as well.

"Ah, I wish I was taking that class right now," he said. "What are you learning about?"

[sevenyearsasleep]

"The history of the Tenscore Kingdoms. It's...a little beyond what I'm used to." Link rubbed his neck, sheepishly.

[bearshermark]

Eleven stared.

"..All of it?" That was a lot to learn all at once. "I thought they'd at least start with one or two kingdoms instead of all ten. Maybe I can help?"

[sevenyearsasleep]

Link stretched and shrugged with a smile. "Sure, if you want! It's a little dry and makes me homesick."

And it's true that his notes have just as many sketches of a horse and a castle as they do actual notes on the subject.

[bearshermark]

"Okay."

Eleven grabbed the book he had been eyeing and led them out of the bookshelves to a table he'd already set some of his things at. He heaved the tomes on part of it, then took a seat.

"Did your professor tell you what you will be tested on?"

[sevenyearsasleep]

"The first six chapters," Link yawned. "It's a little odd with their system of dating."

There was also music written in the margins of his book, in addition to the horse and castle sketches.

[bearshermark]

"That sounds like a lot," he said again, and turned Link's book toward himself to peruse.

Naturally, his eyes fell first on the drawings and distracted him from the material itself. His mouth quirked in a smile.

"Did you take any notes, other than these?"

[sevenyearsasleep]

"Noooot so much," Link admitted with a sheepish smile. "Can't really concentrate on other kingdoms without thinking about home."

[bearshermark]

Eleven hummed. It sounded somewhat similar to how he was in his Language class. Except he did try; it was just that his head began to ache after awhile of it and he turned his thoughts elsewhere to relieve it.

He flipped to the first page of the first chapter.

"..So what I think we need to do is find the important things that happened and make a list of those."