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towerofanimus2012-03-04 07:47 am
ocariness) wrote in towerofanimus2012-03-04 07:47 am
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[o4] ‸^‸ Fourth Song.
Characters: AU!OoT Link (ocariness) and whomever finds her.
Setting: Floor 11 (Daytime). Set immediately after this, which is the day after the events of Hitori Kakurenbo.
Format: Action probably I'm terrible with prose lately?
Summary: Link now thinks that her ancestor hates her. Tired and emotionally past breaking point, she found somewhere (or so she thought) to be alone and sob. She really needs a hug.
Warnings: TOWER OF SADIMUS/ANIMANGST and tl;dr. But uh, other than that? None yet!
[ Everything around her was ripped away in a whirlwind of green light and the wooshing sound of air as Link returned to the warp point she'd set on the meadow floor.
It's hard, but she manages to pick herself up and not break down there, as luckily the warp point was next to the exit, as always. She gets up, numb, expression pained, and begins slowly making her way back to her room. By the time she returns to the meadow floor, she has since fixed her clothing, rebound herself, and gotten a shower.
... There was no evidence the person sitting next to the lakeside is a girl at all. Link had seen to that not being noticed.
She might be hard to spot, wearing a blue tunic instead of her usual green one and not bothering with having her hat on, but you'll spot her sitting on a bank, head pulled to her knees. There's the sounds of quiet sobbing every so often.
She shouldn't be allowed to carry the Master Sword, the name of Link, or anything else. She simply didn't deserve any of it; she had been forced to age and she never wanted it. She'd experienced loss, and the Tower was pushing her past even her limits of bottling things inside.
Something had to give. Perhaps it was her. Perhaps her ancestor deserved this sword more than she. Or the small Hero of Winds. Why was it that he, younger than when she'd started, was not forced to age like she had been? Was she never worthy to begin with? Did they simply "make do" with her? Was she a replacement "Hero"? Link didn't know.
What she did know was that she wished she could go home. Zelda deserved better than her. ]
ocariness) and whomever finds her.Setting: Floor 11 (Daytime). Set immediately after this, which is the day after the events of Hitori Kakurenbo.
Format: Action probably I'm terrible with prose lately?
Summary: Link now thinks that her ancestor hates her. Tired and emotionally past breaking point, she found somewhere (or so she thought) to be alone and sob. She really needs a hug.
Warnings: TOWER OF SADIMUS/ANIMANGST and tl;dr. But uh, other than that? None yet!
[ Everything around her was ripped away in a whirlwind of green light and the wooshing sound of air as Link returned to the warp point she'd set on the meadow floor.
It's hard, but she manages to pick herself up and not break down there, as luckily the warp point was next to the exit, as always. She gets up, numb, expression pained, and begins slowly making her way back to her room. By the time she returns to the meadow floor, she has since fixed her clothing, rebound herself, and gotten a shower.
... There was no evidence the person sitting next to the lakeside is a girl at all. Link had seen to that not being noticed.
She might be hard to spot, wearing a blue tunic instead of her usual green one and not bothering with having her hat on, but you'll spot her sitting on a bank, head pulled to her knees. There's the sounds of quiet sobbing every so often.
She shouldn't be allowed to carry the Master Sword, the name of Link, or anything else. She simply didn't deserve any of it; she had been forced to age and she never wanted it. She'd experienced loss, and the Tower was pushing her past even her limits of bottling things inside.
Something had to give. Perhaps it was her. Perhaps her ancestor deserved this sword more than she. Or the small Hero of Winds. Why was it that he, younger than when she'd started, was not forced to age like she had been? Was she never worthy to begin with? Did they simply "make do" with her? Was she a replacement "Hero"? Link didn't know.
What she did know was that she wished she could go home. Zelda deserved better than her. ]
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Her smile is a lot more honest now as she grins back.] It is, isn't it? But thanks. I knew I was missing them, but I didn't realize exactly how much until they got here. Even if I have a thousand complicated things to tell them, I still... I feel a lot better.
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I have not spent much time here... I can hardly work those 'terminal' machines, so I did not really know what any of these were.
[ Seriously it's confusing, what... is this. ]
You will have to explain, I'm afraid.
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Mostly I just like thinking about someone else's problems for a change. [Willow takes him gently by the sleeve and tugs him lightly over to a couch and TV area, a huge rack of DVDs stacked up alongside it.]
Now we just have to pick one.
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... These will enslave people?
[ WILLOW THAT'S NOT FUNNY...... ]
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[She speaks absentmindedly, facing away from him and perusing the stacks of DVDs.] But they are pretty addictive, in the not-drug-addled way.
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[ Seriously. Link could be sarcastic at times, but it's a little difficult to tell when someone is saying they'll enslave people or are addictive and you don't know the technology.
Also, drug. Another word they don't know. This might be a long night. ]
How do these work, anyway? I am aware they are machines, but... I honestly do not know how they can function without magic.
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It's kind of a long, complicated thing, but I'll try to simplify it, [she says over her shoulder.] Think of it like... really really tiny bolts of lightning, that we've figured out how to use to power things and make them move. Like how water wheels can produce energy, too, just on a different level. Sort of.
[... Yeah, hopefully that made any sense at all.]
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... I have a feeling we may be spending a long time playing catch up on my end.
[ Staring a little transfixed at the TV. How does this thing even... images, man. IT'S LIKE MAGIC only it's not which is sooo weird... ]
Do you do this sort of thing often, Willow?
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[She flops back onto the couch beside him, happily settling into the cushions. Willow has gotten very familiar and comfortable with the media level; it almost reminds her of the Summers' living room. The remote is snatched up, and she navigates through the titles to hit play.]
Oh yeah, I do this all the time. It's totally normal where I'm from-- normal normal, not my crazy Sunnydale life normal.
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Well, I would think one's definition of normal changes depending on their home, too.
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--So this is called Ever After, by the way, and is kinda a sappy romance flick, but I can at least guarantee that it has a happy ending? It's based on a well known fairy tale from my world.
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[ Link won't ask, but the smile there indicates some mild amusement at the thought.
Letting the topic drop, they can't help but wonder what a fairy tale is. ]
By "fairy tale", do you mean stories told by fairies, or...?
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[Something about the mouth of hell and destiny and demons and all that. She suddenly realizes why he'd be interested in fairy tales, and giggles a little.]
Oh, no, we don't have friendly fairies like you do -- or not many, anyway. A fairy tale is an old story that was told to kids to teach them moral lessons; they usually have a grain of truth in them.
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... Oh. That... makes a bit more sense.
[ Link isn't going to talk much more, aren't you supposed to be quiet for stories? At least they have manners. ]
want to skip most of the movie-watching so we don't have to go track down Ever After? XD
The starting titles are just ending, and the real characters are coming on screen.]
Next time I'll remember to bring snacks for us.
YES let's. Do that. Lol.
Don't... mind if they're kind of super entranced because this is really weird to them, okay. ]
haha okay <3
At the end, though, she turns to him, totally earnest.] So what did you think?
countdown to Link being adorable in 3...
... I think it is a very interesting way to tell a story, and the setting reminds me of my home.
[ Also it's really cute and romantic and buu someday Link wants to be someone's Prince Charming but that's... unrelated... ]
2...
I always loved the costumes, even if it's unforgivably girly of me. The dress at the end... [Siiigh.]
1!!!
... I never did like dresses much, myself... at least, I've always thought a girl should wear whatever she desires, though I think it would look good on Zelda. She could wear anything, nearly, and still manage to look regal in it.
[ Pausing. Um, this is sort of shy to say from Link's end, but they DO like sewing, so... ]
I actually was considering making her something more practical... I could probably make that dress if you would like, Willow. It would look good on you, too.
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She is pretty striking, I agree. [A subtle look.] I didn't know you thought that, though. [Come on, spill.]
--Oh, what, me? [Flailing a bit and blushing now, as the awkward gets turned on her.] No, um, that's okay. I have someone making me a dress already; I wouldn't want to monopolize all the sewing talent. You should make something like it for Zelda, only without the wings. That would be perfect.
[ooc: The dress in question, btw!]
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[ asnjdkhsg; red. So, so red. ] --And she is a very close friend, that is all. She is very dear to me, and she has been through much here, so I want to do whatever I can for her.
[ Okay, okay. DRESS. ]
Though I... suppose that I could try. I have never taken on a project quite that complicated, though... the fabric seems different.
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[Since this is Willow, she just comes out and says that, no change in inflection. People's intimate feelings for each other are totally casual conversation.]
I bet Chidori would help you-- she's the one making a dress for me, and she seems really, really talented. [If what she was wearing, so intricate and lacy, was anything to go by.]
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C-close, n-n-no, we are friends, very good friends, she is from my world and she--
[ kdjhflkjhg; ]
She is capable--
[ STUPID DUMB AUGH--wait she mentioned a name??? ]
....... Who?
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Chidori's a friend of mine, or uh, I think she's a friend, and she sews a lot. She has long red-red hair and wears a very frilly white dress. You can't miss her.
... And if you ever do want to talk about Zelda sometime, I'll listen. [No way something isn't there if he's going to react like that, and Willow really does want him to have someone to talk to about it if he needs it.]
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