Lullaby ♩ Rest

[sageprincess]

Characters: Princess Zelda and you!
Setting: Infirmary; Day
Format: Starting in action, will switch to prose if you'd like!
Summary: After getting beaten up by Ghoul Powder'd Momotaros and subsequently rescued by SS!Link, Zelda's stuck in recovery. She's not exactly thrilled about it.
Warnings: Vague mentions of injuries, nothing too gruesome.


[Well, she supposes only being incapacitated once without actually dying in the process is a pretty good track record for someone who's been in this accursed place over eight months now.

Wander into one of the few non-ruined floors - the infirmary - and you'll find one Princess of Hyrule laid up in bed. She isn't as bad off as she could be (healing magic is something she definitely needs to learn more about), but there are still bandages peeking out under her clothing here and there, bruises where the wrappings don't cover, and even the stubborn Princess herself recognizes that she should probably stay put for a while.

Still, that doesn't mean it isn't horrifically boring. There's a notepad of Fellowship related things at her bedside table - an attempt to get something done when she can't do much else, but even that grows dull and stagnant after a while.

Someone please save the princess from her own boredom.]

_{[ooc; Feel free to comment to that journal post to help me update it!]}

Comments

[moontothetide]

[Tara tends to make a point of stopping by the infirmary every few days. At the least, she's getting some fairly persistent headaches, and since she tries not to take more than a few pills from the time in case someone else needs them more, Tara nevertheless finds cause to pass through.

The sight of Zelda laying in one of the beds, though, drives every other thought out of Tara's mind. She makes a small, soft, panicked little noise before scurrying over the princess' side.]

Z-Zelda? Z-Zelda, w-what happened? A-Are you okay?

[Stupid question, she knows, but...well, old habits.]

[sageprincess]

[Zelda blinks in slight surprise as Tara rushes over, though that surprise is quickly replaced by her instinct to comfort as soon as it becomes evident just how panicked the other woman is.]

I am all right now, Tara; do not fret. I have not been injured in a way time will not heal.

[Her voice and expression remain composed, if somewhat tired.]

As for how I came to be this way... simply put, I was caught up in a battle I did not necessarily want to win. Unfortunately, men driven out of their senses are difficult to reason with.

[moontothetide]

So...y-you did win, right? I-I mean, you're alive, and, and the tower's not that broken, is it? I mean, it's not broken s-so the coming back is broken again, is it?

[Because Tara's gone through that one once, and it led to her getting vivisected, and that sucked.

She takes several deep breaths to try and calm down.] O-Okay. Um. I-I can help. I know this potion. It doesn't heal anything on its own, it just...speeds things up. I-I can make it, if you want me to.

[sageprincess]

Well... no. Fortunately, a brave young man intervened and rescued me before it was too late.

[So, no - no getting vivisected in the near future. She smiles slightly, reassuringly, encouraging Tara to calm down. Fortunately, healing potions are a thing in her world, so it doesn't get so much as a second thought.]

If you would not mind, that would be greatly appreciated, Tara, thank you. Anything that will shorten my stay here would be wonderful.

[Seriously. The clear-collared drones get creepy after a while.]