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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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[Well, he's... off to the side really, staring down at the rippling waters.
After being drowned over and over, he can't be around such deep water without being at least a bit frightened - but Miss Fi is over there, and he wants to hear her sing.
But water.
But Fi...

This is a terrible dilemma.]

[And she senses Link. She tilts her head to look back at him, doing a twirl in the air and moving back in his direction. Fi comes to a stop right at the edge of the pool and kneels down to Links height.]

Is there something the matter, Young Master?

[Just a slip, for the moment.]

Link was drawn to Floor Seven. He wasn't quite sure why, but he walked down those steps, all the way down to the floor above and that's when he heard the familiar sound of a spirit singing softly. It was very nostalgic, and Link found himself slowing down as he neared the floor she was on, closing his eyes and being very quiet as he stepped down the steps.

It has been a while since he had heard her sing, and it had his chest feeling warm. That warm feeling had him smiling and before he knew it, he had taken his harp off his belt and he was softly plucking the strings to the sound of Fi's voice.

... 'M scared of getting close to the water.

[That's said as he looks down at the floor, frowning.]

B-but don't tell anyone, 'kay? It's the tower's fault... But I'm supposed to be a sailing hero - a strong hero from the sea and all!

She knew that sound. Only the Goddess Harp could produce such perfect sound and only two people, that she knew, carried that harp. Hylia was not counted among them.

As she twirled around, she let her eyes wander towards the sound and spotted her master. Her lips moved up just a bit as she continued dancing, going through several twirls and jumping over the water.

I promise that I will not tell anyone.

[It takes a moment, but Fi slips her hand out from under her wings and extends it to him.]

I will not let any harm come to you if you wish to join me. The most effective way of overcoming a fear, it to confront it. Allow me to assist you with that.

... But I can't dance, either. I'm really bad at it, Grandma even tried to teach me before...

[...

He's mostly just... really scared of falling in. He has his Golden Scale, and all of his years of swimming beneath his belt, but it's still really scary...]

... Promise you won't let me fall in or anything?

You are very young, there is time yet to learn.

[Fi nods.]

I promise. I would never allow harm to come to any Chosen Hero.

[ And... Ganondorf sees Fi dancing and singing as he goes through the floor. He'd just wanted to walk a bit after that stupid conversation with one of the administrator, he didn't expect to see something even more silly.

What. What?

What's with Sword spirits and their weird way to pass time anyway? So have a Ganondorf staring at you weirdly Fi. ]

[Dancing contentedly and singing still. She can sense that Ganondorf has arrive in this floor but she isn't saying anything. Part of her dancing brings her close to Ganon but she still doesn't say anything.]

[Today, Hojo is making his way up from Floor One. By the time he reaches Floor Seven, he's seen many interesting things. There's not a great deal to see on the seventh floor.

At the pool's edge, he leans down to take a sample of the water, and once he's straightened and tucked the vial away, he watches Fi dancing, frowning to himself. Odd behavior for a construct, but then, she had seemed sentient.]

[Fi continues to sing for awhile longer, letting Nayru's Wisdom comes to a gentle end rather than an abrupt stop and letting her dance bring her to the edge of the pool.]

Good day. I hope that I have not disturbed your visit to this floor.

[ He just... watches for a moment. Then decides to speak when she gets close. ]

What are you doing?

I am dancing. And I am singing.

[The easiest and most obvious answer. She's not trying to be sarcastic or rude but... Well, this is how Fi is. And then Nayru's Wisdom becomes the Song of the Hero.]

Why?

[ God this song is annoying. Could you please nicely shut up and stay in place? What was it in old time to make shiny and agitated things? ]

It is enjoyable and distracting.

[Oh fine. Just for you, Ganny, she'll sing Din's Power.]

[Minako enters a little while later, quietly moving to the edge of the pool so as to not disturb Fi. After a while she even takes off her shoes and socks to dip her toes in.

During a lapse of Fi's singing and dancing, she claps for her.]

[Fi turns slightly at the sound. It's a congratulatory or approval action that people often give when somebody does something that they like. The spirit turns all the way and bow slightly.]

I was almost unaware that I had an audience.

_{[--Oh.

Kohaku spots Fi before really taking in anything else in here, and she's struck still and surprised for the first time since she arrived in the tower. Her usual smile falls into something you could nearly call neutral. She doesn't make any moves to communicate with the dancer - rather, this seems like something it'd be wrong to intrude upon.

She clasps her hands together, and simply watches, looking far more impassive than she really ought to.]}

[He nodded and adjusted his glasses.] Yes, good day, good day.

No, not at all. I'm merely--sightseeing, you might call it. And there seems to be little of interest on this floor.

Your behavior. Is there a reason for it?

[The sense of another draws Fi's attention, allowing her song to come to an end and switching her dance to bring her to the edge of the pool for the last few steps.]

This floor is certainly the least interesting of them all. It is the only one that allows me to fly, however.

[Her expression changes to what could almost be called happiness but it's too quick a change to really be noticed.]

I have learned that my Master may not truly be my Master. I would sing and dance for him whenever I would receive a message from the goddess, for her Hero.

Yes, some of the others were promising, if not welcoming, but this...

[He tends to trail off sometimes, in true absent-minded professor style, though it may be more a mark of instability than absent-mindedness.]

Ah, you refer to our host's informative post. I read all the replies quite avidly! I remember your question. The multiple universes, all destroyed at once.

An alternate version of your master would be genetically identical, and if they also had the same experiences, would they not be the same person? Nature and nurture, that is what we're made of, no more.

[He waves a hand.] Splitting hairs! Or worlds, in this case. The difference would have to be significant for him to be a distinct individual.

[The room here reeked of chemicals, which was why this was the only 'water floor' Equius would go anywhere near. Chemicals meant that the water was kept clean, or at least enough so that falling in wouldn't mean he would be covered in germs. Beyond that, though... as twisted as it was, the stench which burned most people's lungs (if only for a short time) was actually comforting to him, and frankly, right now he could really use it.]

[It was the first time he had ever seen Fi, and definitely the first time he had seen someone dancing and singing on the surface of the water. Still, it wasn't terribly disturbing that the water molecules weren't parting under her; he could ignore it for now, because really, the whole thing was kind of beautiful, in the same way that energy cannons were beautiful. So, Fi, please excuse the scrawny alien boy standing against the wall and watching you go.]

_{[It looks like she ended up intruding anyway. As Fi's dance comes to a close, Kohaku considers fleeing - instead, she approaches the edge of the pool herself. With a little effort, she finds her voice.]_{..is this something you do often?}}

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