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riverviewlogs2018-02-05 07:46 pm
hylights) wrote in riverviewlogs2018-02-05 07:46 pm
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[open] february catch all
who: Zelda and you
what: catch all + TDM prompt
when: late January through all of February
where: various places
warnings: none
a. gramarye magic research
[A job. Zelda's never truly had one before, not in this capacity. She was born into the role of princess and had done her duty all her life, but it wasn't a profession she chose. She counts herself fortunate that the Field Researcher job she was offered rang true to the passions in her heart. If she had been anyone else, free to choose what she did in life... it might easily have been something like this.
So she was excited to get started at Gramarye, and be shown to her office. It was then that she realised this office used to belong to someone else. And she discovered quickly that they had left behind filing. A lot of filing. She's not averse to reading and sorting paperwork, but it's been so haphazardly stacked around the place that she has to start from scratch.
Much of her first few days is spent organising, as a result. She pulls folders out of cabinets, skims through the records, and loads up boxes with items that don't belong in here. It's common enough to find her marching out into the corridors with another box in her arms, heading for the archives while muttering under her breath about the mess.]
It really should have been moved months ago... did they never do any filing at all?
b. shopping
[Sturdy as her travel clothes are, Zelda needs more than one outfit. She sets out into the shopping districts in the evenings, armed with her pay and a determination to get at least a week's worth of clothing. She wends her way in and out of stores, picking through the wares and seeking out something practical.
Easier said than done. More than once she finds herself standing in the aisles with a printed blouse or a pair of jeans in her hands with a feeling of abject confusion. She turns to whoever is closest with a question.]
Excuse me, but... do you know if these pockets are meant to open?
c. library
[Reading through the guides at work isn't enough for Zelda. On the weekends she heads to the public library, notebook in hand and eager in spirit. It's a comfort to be among the stacks of books, all neatly ordered and waiting to be read. The library doesn't look much like the one in Hyrule Castle, but it reminds her of that cherished place all the same, just from its purpose.
She flits around the library in the afternoons, picking books off the shelves and reading at one of the desks by the windows. She also badgers the librarian for information - a lot. Someone save the poor woman from these endless questions.]
d. wildcard
[If you have another place you'd like to find Zelda, hit me up at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
dudemeister or on PM! She's a busy bee and would check out everything.]
what: catch all + TDM prompt
when: late January through all of February
where: various places
warnings: none
a. gramarye magic research
[A job. Zelda's never truly had one before, not in this capacity. She was born into the role of princess and had done her duty all her life, but it wasn't a profession she chose. She counts herself fortunate that the Field Researcher job she was offered rang true to the passions in her heart. If she had been anyone else, free to choose what she did in life... it might easily have been something like this.
So she was excited to get started at Gramarye, and be shown to her office. It was then that she realised this office used to belong to someone else. And she discovered quickly that they had left behind filing. A lot of filing. She's not averse to reading and sorting paperwork, but it's been so haphazardly stacked around the place that she has to start from scratch.
Much of her first few days is spent organising, as a result. She pulls folders out of cabinets, skims through the records, and loads up boxes with items that don't belong in here. It's common enough to find her marching out into the corridors with another box in her arms, heading for the archives while muttering under her breath about the mess.]
It really should have been moved months ago... did they never do any filing at all?
b. shopping
[Sturdy as her travel clothes are, Zelda needs more than one outfit. She sets out into the shopping districts in the evenings, armed with her pay and a determination to get at least a week's worth of clothing. She wends her way in and out of stores, picking through the wares and seeking out something practical.
Easier said than done. More than once she finds herself standing in the aisles with a printed blouse or a pair of jeans in her hands with a feeling of abject confusion. She turns to whoever is closest with a question.]
Excuse me, but... do you know if these pockets are meant to open?
c. library
[Reading through the guides at work isn't enough for Zelda. On the weekends she heads to the public library, notebook in hand and eager in spirit. It's a comfort to be among the stacks of books, all neatly ordered and waiting to be read. The library doesn't look much like the one in Hyrule Castle, but it reminds her of that cherished place all the same, just from its purpose.
She flits around the library in the afternoons, picking books off the shelves and reading at one of the desks by the windows. She also badgers the librarian for information - a lot. Someone save the poor woman from these endless questions.]
d. wildcard
[If you have another place you'd like to find Zelda, hit me up at
no subject
Instead he seems focused on what she explains about her world. Knowing about weird ancient technology from a place he's never going to visit doesn't do him an abundance of good, but learning about Zelda's talents does. ]
So you're a researcher yourself, then? I've heard the resources here are extraordinary, even given the circumstances.
no subject
no subject
I'll be sure to seek you out if I have any questions, then.
[ He sounds like he means it, too. Before eh can comment on it further, though, he lifts a hand to point at a particular store that has a variety of camping gear on display in the front window. ]
Here we are.
no subject
[She isn't quite ready to claim superior knowledge on anything in the Quarantine. Far from it. But she's sincere in wanting to help if Katsura was to ask. Zelda turns to look where he's pointing, eyes widening a bit at the sight of the camping store.]
That does look more like what I'm used to. At the least it doesn't look so flimsy.