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link ([personal profile] childhero) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2014-04-25 10:07 pm

[00? ∆ what a lazy boy!]

Characters: MM!Link and YOU
Setting: Room 1-12, then the Cafeteria
Format: I'll match you!
Summary: A familiar start to the story: the hero wakes up. But... Wait, he's done this before. Hasn't he? How long has he been out? Link is up and on his feet and looking for answers. Also? Oatmeal.
Warnings: None thus far, but BACKDATED to the start of the month, 'cause I'm a loser.

[ 01 ; Room 1-12 ]
[Link ... is.

It's like... It's like waking up. It's like waking up from a very, very long dream, one that you don't remember too well. There is something... about darkness. And death. Even time stood still in the desolation. Did time die, too? Or did it simply slip away? Fall back into a place where light and happiness waited for the world to breathe again? It was a dream like that, he thinks. And... It was lonely. It was so lonely. It was so very lonely.

But here he is. He is ... back. He stares at the white suit on his skin, touches the collar around his neck. Huh... back. The tower. The tower feels like a far-away dream, too, even if he feels the same. He opens his trunk. Peels the white suit away, pulls on his Kokiri tunic. Takes the Gilded Sword and straps its sheath to his back. Stores away the hookshot, the Keaton Mask, and a glass bottle. Holds the Ocarina of Time in his hands. Draws in a deep breath.

There's nothing to do but what needs to be done. Which means... Finding his friends. Finding answers.]

[ 02 ; Cafeteria ]

[Link knows that the cafeteria is a good place to go to watch for people, so he that's where he heads.

He's not sure if he's surprised when he's given oatmeal. He's not sure if that's a good sign, or a bad sign. But he does remember being here before. He isn't entirely new. (Those memories have to be real.)

So? He sits at a table and eats his oatmeal. Link's expression is mild, a little curious, but, as ever, serious, more serious than a kid "his age" probably has any business of looking. His feet are kicking lightly as he sits on the bench, his attention isn't entirely on his food. He's watching the people. Looking for familiar faces, for faces of friends -- for faces of anyone who looks as out of place as he remembers being, the first time he woke up in the tower. Maybe he'll pick up his oatmeal and come sit with them, if he does.]
megazero_to_superhero: Just yer average ordinary everyday superhero. (✪ Neutral ★ Looking)

02 ; Cafeteria

[personal profile] megazero_to_superhero 2014-04-26 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Well, if "out of place" means anyone unfamiliar, there just so happens to be a short, old guy in a really bulky looking suit of armor knocking back what looks like a fifth glass of water, judging from the empty glasses he's collected by the table beside him. The presence of so many glasses may or may not be connected to the empty wrapper of a nutrition bar, also next to the cups.]

[He's not sitting down, though—instead, he's hovering lazily in the air, a good four feet or so above the ground. He's laid back as if he were in some sort of invisible hammock, legs crossed at the shins as much as his suit of armor will allow.]

[After taking another heavy gulp from the glass in his hand, he lets out a loud sigh and sets it down on the table beside him. He looks like he's contemplating whether or not he should get another glass of water.]
megazero_to_superhero: Beware of low-flyin' heroes! (✪ Action ★ Flying)

[personal profile] megazero_to_superhero 2014-04-30 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Well! Water does help get the taste of nutrition bars out of his mouth, and he'd felt a little dehydrated besides. He'd prefer something with actual flavor, but alas, it's one of those months ...]

[The man rocks forward into an upright position, swinging his legs underneath and behind him. By now it's apparent that there are small jets of blue flame—plasma, really—erupting out of his boots and a backpack-like apparatus on his armor. And it's propelling him over to the serving lines to get another glass of water.]

[That nutrition bar was nastier than usual!]