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diatu2021-08-06 03:49 pm
bearshermark) wrote in diatu2021-08-06 03:49 pm
[Open] To Lose Time
Who: Eleven + Anyone!
What: Settling In Catch-all
Where: Various
When: First few days/first week
Warnings: Possible spoilers for Act 2 leading into 3
1. Classes
Despite the urging to take up Draconic Knowledge, Eleven ultimately resumed his previous class schedule without change. And so, dressed in the deep blue robes of Eiather house, he attempted to settle back into the monotony of classwork.
"I recall some of this," he mused quietly, in the lull of instruction when they were meant to be working. Eleven himself wasn't terribly focused, writing sporadic and distracted. "But those memories are vague.."
2. Dragonfire Library
Given a need for somewhere to read and write quietly, Eleven found himself swiftly seeking out a library. While memory served to remind him that the Temple had one, it wasn't until he purused some of the more esoteric tomes of this library that he recalled why he'd had a preference for Raida's. Still.. the information he was looking for likely wasn't all that common.
Various books with titles featuring the word or concept of 'time' made up a small pile on the desk as he flipped through them, brows drawing increasingly closer together.
He set one down with a frown and a quiet admission.
"..Maybe these aren't going to be helpful."
3. Temple of Raida
He'd stood outside for longer than he should, at this point. His golden hawk familiar bristled on his shoulder, catching the light, then shifted to turn its head and preen. Eleven reached up and brushed his finger down the soft breast feathers.
"I should, shouldn't I? You're here, after all. I think that means something."
4. Wildcard
[ooc: feel free to make something else up if these prompts don't work for you! I'm happy to roll with most anything. prose/action is fine.
Also happy to accept TDM threads as canon if you'd like]
What: Settling In Catch-all
Where: Various
When: First few days/first week
Warnings: Possible spoilers for Act 2 leading into 3
1. Classes
Despite the urging to take up Draconic Knowledge, Eleven ultimately resumed his previous class schedule without change. And so, dressed in the deep blue robes of Eiather house, he attempted to settle back into the monotony of classwork.
"I recall some of this," he mused quietly, in the lull of instruction when they were meant to be working. Eleven himself wasn't terribly focused, writing sporadic and distracted. "But those memories are vague.."
2. Dragonfire Library
Given a need for somewhere to read and write quietly, Eleven found himself swiftly seeking out a library. While memory served to remind him that the Temple had one, it wasn't until he purused some of the more esoteric tomes of this library that he recalled why he'd had a preference for Raida's. Still.. the information he was looking for likely wasn't all that common.
Various books with titles featuring the word or concept of 'time' made up a small pile on the desk as he flipped through them, brows drawing increasingly closer together.
He set one down with a frown and a quiet admission.
"..Maybe these aren't going to be helpful."
3. Temple of Raida
He'd stood outside for longer than he should, at this point. His golden hawk familiar bristled on his shoulder, catching the light, then shifted to turn its head and preen. Eleven reached up and brushed his finger down the soft breast feathers.
"I should, shouldn't I? You're here, after all. I think that means something."
4. Wildcard
[ooc: feel free to make something else up if these prompts don't work for you! I'm happy to roll with most anything. prose/action is fine.
Also happy to accept TDM threads as canon if you'd like]
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"I'd heard something about the Three Dragon War," he acknowledged. "Is that what you mean?"
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He nodded with a light bow of his head. "That, among other things." He lifted a hand between them. "Here we are again, as before. This world takes nothing and no one for no reason. We are needed again. Do you find that curious as I do?"
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"I don't think I accomplished much of anything the first time I was here," he demurred, glancing down at the desk. "I'd thought I was sent here by the Goddess of my world so I could return to Erdrea once recovered- and perhaps I was. This time, I wonder if it wasn't a mistake of shattering Time itself that brought me here."
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"I could hardly say. I knew we were to be sent away, back home, but I have no recollection of Gaia at all between my departure and return. It was as though I walked out, only to walk right back in again, with nothing to show for it but a vague sense that some amount of time had passed."
He shook his head, turning his gaze away to consider it. What did that say about anything? Did it mean something had happened to Eleven during his absence? Were his own memories removed again? He would have to look into it later.