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Characters: Fi (

ur_batteries_are_dying) and OPEN
Setting: Floor 7, swimming pool
Format: Starting with prose but either works
Summary: After talking with Jason, Fi has learned that her Master is not really her Master. She goes to the pool to dance on water since every other floor with a body of water makes it impossible for her to dance on it.
Warnings: None but will adjust if anything happens.

Fi wandered through the floors, floating when she could and walking when she couldn't. Though it didn't take long to make it to the floor with the pool, it felt like a while.

'My Master is not my Master.' What was she to make of that? Certainly he was still technically her Master, the Chosen Hero of the goddess and carrier of her blessed blade. In that way, all the Links here were her masters. But they weren't her master.

Her foot dangled over the edge of the pool on the deepest end for only a second before she let it fall, the rest of her body falling. She didn't fall in though, she settled right on top of her water, ripples moving out from where she stood. And then she started dancing and singing.

She'd never admit it, but singing and dancing as she'd done for Master Link throughout their quest was one of the most relaxing things she'd discovered. She'll go about this for as long as possible.

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I have little else to do with my time, I would not mind. If you would like to swim, otherwise, I would be glad to cease my dancing.

...Oh. No, I wasn't going to swim. [Pause, while he tries to gather himself. Speak strongly.] Carry on, then, I suppose.

[Fi nods slightly before beginning a twirl and starting to sing Din's Fire, carrying on with the dance, almost identical to the last.]

[He continues to watch, arms folded but paying attention. He has to wonder what powers allow her to do that; of course the scientific formulas would dictate that her weight would have put her under ages ago, but he also knew enough to note the existence of magic. He wasn't very learned in the art, nor did he really have any desire to be, but it was nothing that he had ever seen before, much less understood.]

[Fi is completely oblivious to his thoughts regarding her, she simply dances and sings through the song and moves on to sing Farore's Courage, one of her favorite of the three goddess songs.]

[...Wow.]

...Um, excuse me.

Where did you learn all of these?

These songs were implanted in my memory by the goddess, Hylia, to help her Chosen Hero in his quest. Each one relates to the Old Ones, the goddesses who created the world I came from.

[Implanted... meaning there was some kind of advanced magic, or technology, or both. He's assuming that where Fi comes from, all people look like her, though.]

How do they... help? Do they have magical properties?

They helped my Master gain access to the Silent Realms, where he overcame the trials to earn the blessings of the Goddesses.