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Setting: 1) Room 2-16, 2) At a random terminal in the Tower, later in the day.
Format: I'm faster with [ action ] but I'll go prose if you want to~
Summary: ~~Let's try this again.~~ Link arrives in the Tower, makes a mess, and explodes a terminal.
Warnings: Technology destruction, ELF PEOPLE, blue chickens? Yeah okay, nothing yet really. Those with weak hearts toward dying computers may desire to look away now.

1)
[ When the sleep paralysis had worn off, Link had, fortunately, been alone in the room. She had read the letter and grabbed her things out of her trunk, immediately setting to work on redressing into her Kokiri clothing, because that white jumpsuit was... far too revealing for her taste.

The collar, when she realized it would not come off, was an irritation. It was clearly some sort of magic device, but how did it WORK? Well, this was less pressing then finding and making sure her things were okay. (Surely Ganondorf hadn't won yet...?)

If her roommates were to return, they'd notice a bit of an... eclectic mess in and around her trunk and bed. All this, of course, after she'd donned her Kokiri clothing and armed herself: Master Sword, mirror shield, fairy bow, full quiver, all equipped. What was she looking for, throwing all these odd objects onto her bed and out of her trunk, anyway? ]

2)
[ Well, by now she's found what she was looking for, and maybe you were passing the Hylian hero by when you heard the BOOM. Or maybe you saw the terminal smoking, due to the arrow that had been fired into it after too many buttons being pressed, causing it to beep loudly. The elf-like perpetrator could be seen slowly edging away from the scene with a small, palm-sized blue chicken in their hands. And good luck figuring out their gender, they're androgyny at it's BEST.

... Perhaps someone should put the small smoking terminal out of its misery before a serious fire starts...? Because Link here is... preoccupied with staring at it. The chicken, meanwhile, makes a small mornful crowing noise.

... Um. Right. Help? ]

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[Yeah the sound of the boom is kind of hard to miss. Since Dean was sitting around the library doing absolutely nothing but being bored out of his skull, he decides to investigate. Hey, it's something to do. When he nears the place the sound came from and finds the perpetrator, he stops, staring at them.

Oh what the hell.]

Seriously? What the hell did that computer do to you?

[And yes he's staring. Nerds in costumes get that look from him.]

[ She has been caught! Oops. Have a frown and a headtilt. ]

... Computer?

[ Oh is that what it's called? The chicken in her hands flaps it's wings a bit, as if ruffled somewhat. Poor baby. Link is careful to make sure Cojiro is more comfortable, now. ]

[Oh god and they're completely stupid too. Just his luck.]

That thing you toasted. It's called a computer.

[But the computer isn't really his biggest interest here. It's a piece of junk anyway, no ~~porn~~ access to the internet at all. This person though, there's something weird about them. He. He won't say they're hideous or greasy like most nerds tend to be, but he will say one thing, with no small amount of disbelief.]

Your costume is unbelievably real. Did you come from a nerd convention or something? Is that where everyone else came from?

[With the amount of freaky costumes, he's willing to believe it to be honest.]

[ ... She is really confused by you, Dean. The look on her face? Nothing but pure confusion. It's like, dude, speak Hylian, she doesn't GET YOUR WORDS.

But... regardless... she can't help but stare back and notice that hey, this dude has round ears? Instead of answering the confusing questions, she just... tilts her head curiously. This man, he isn't Hylian? ]

... Your ears...

[ They're round. o: ]

[Suzaku is starting to think that a leaflet about how to use the computers, and what computers were should be included if these people were going to insist on kidnapping those from worlds without such technology. His second thought is that this fire needs to be put out, and he disapears without saying anything, coming back a moment later with a tub of water and some towels.]

Here [He soaks one of the towels and passes it over raising an eyebrow at the arrow.] Why did you attack it?

[ ... Headtilt. Well, you see, what she would like to explain is that her blue chicken here walked all over the keyboard and it made weird noises, which frightened them both, as she expected it to whir to life and probably attempt to kill her, like most magic creatures made of stone she's encountered.

So she shot it with an arrow. Instead, all that she manages to say is: ]

... Is it not dangerous?

[ She kind of... doesn't have her chatty fairy friend to tell her if it isn't right now, so she... just assumed. ]

[Suzaku looks back at the water, figuring that pouring water on an electric device will make things worse, he goes to the wall and finds the plugs, pulling them out.]

No, though like this it could be. Usually though, computers are not dangerous. [He is now smothering the smoking computer with wet towels.]

[ ... Oh. Um... she doesn't even know what electricity is, so she's assuming it's some sort of magical instrument. Meanwhile, Cojiro will be ruffling his feathers.

There really are more pressing concerns, though, perhaps-- ]

Is it true?

[ What that letter said. She doesn't want to believe it. That she failed all of Hyrule. ]

[Only now does Suzaku notice the blue chicken, he blinks but he's seen stranger things and he concentrates on the matter at hand] No. It's not, we've been kidnapped. [He has no proof of this, but he's refusing to consider that the note was right]

[...What.]

What about my ears?

[He reaches up to touch them just in case there really was something weird going on, but there wasn't. Just. Normal ears.]

[don't mind him. just, you know, a fully grown sea-dwelling troll stomping in. his clothing is still rather the worse for wear, what with one sleeve entirely in burnt to shambles and his pants sporting rather large claw scores along them. also, that sword's seen better days.

he halts in his progress to his bed momentarily, cape agitating about his heels, and surveys her with scorn-- though, with slight curiosity mingled in as well. those ears were... different than from what he'd observed on the other humans, and the mess she persisted in creating about her area was nothing less than eyebrow-raise worthy. he allows himself a chuckle, however, at her attire and consequent weaponry.]

I hope you don't plan on tryin' to use any 'a that.

[ ... That earns a glare as she digs out her Ocarina and pockets it into her things. It otherwise just looks like a useless flute, but it's important to her.

The next thing dug out is a small blue chicken, which she places on the bed. (It only looks slightly ruffled by all this.

Her sword is drawn, because she certainly does intend to use all of it. To this hero, you definitely FEEL evil, Dualscar--she's got a sense for that sort of thing. And the cape doesn't help you much. Yeah, she fully intends to fight you if need be. ]

... Did you take me here?

[ Yes, they can talk! ]

[ ... Well, um. They're weird from her perspective, okay, Dean? But luckily she has more pressing matters. She digs out the letter she'd found amonst her things and shows it to Dean ~~using C~~. ]

... Is what is said in this parchment true?

[ Because if it is, then she's failed and somehow she's got to go BACK and fix it, she was so close to the last Medallion, the last Sage, saving Hyrule and stopping Ganon--for him to win now when there had been so much hope... impossible. ]

[good eye. if one could smell such a thing, dualscar would probably reek of it. that is, if evil can be recognized if the individual actually doesn't consider himself such... in his eyes, all his actions are perfectly reasonable and entirely justified. he raises an eyebrow]

I've better things to do than kidnap a bunch'a brinesuckin' humans, believe me.

[he resumes and completes his way to his bed, tossing his sword upon it and taking a seat next to it. he begins to unlace his boots, occasionally glancing to her. overestimation of his amount of safety when there aren't ones of his kind around? perhaps, but he has yet to learn.]

That said, you can put that away.

[ There's visible relief here. She didn't want to believe it either. So that means a way out just has to be found. Good! There was still hope. ]

... Then I will find a way to free us.

[ OR SO SHE THINKS. Right, then. Link will be making an immediate beeline to find the baddies behind this because clearly they have some sort of chamber or something obviously marked EVIL BAD KIDNAPPERS. ]

[ ... She's not buying it. And really, maybe to him, but to her they'd be nothing short of horrific, and his appearance... she just doesn't like the vibes you give her.

So no, she will not be lowering her sword, nor will she stop glaring at this strange creature. He reminded her of one of Ganon's evil servants, and she had to be on guard without Navi here to help explain friend or foe.

... Though his words confuse her. ]

Humans?

[ She's from a world where everyone has pointed ears and magic. So uh, never heard of humans? EXPLAIN PLEASE. ]

[Right. Suzaku follows, mainly to stop her setting fire to the tower, because if she shot an arrow into a computer what damage could she do in the media room.] It's impossible to escape, and we don't know where those that brought us here are.

[ ... Well, her world is kind of. Um. Medieval.

But she does stop, looking thoughtful. Hm... then clearly this dungeon's map had yet to be found? She'd just need to find the compass and map to this place, that'd point them in the right direction. Cojiro ruffles his blue feathers here, as if to instinctively add his opinion. ]

... And of a map, or compass?

[ Has neither really been located yet? You guys are bad explorers and treasure hunters, jeez. ]

A compas wont do you much good, we're in a tower, we can't get out. There are twenty three floors, three of them have bedrooms on them. I don't have a map. [He has no paper] But I have looked round every floor.

[he pulls them off one by one, then leans over to begin rifling through his trunk for a change of clothes that aren't completely destroyed. out of the corner of his eye, he notices her lack of compliance. his fins undulate in slight irritation; but that's the extent of it, really.]

Humans. Those pink monkey creatures our kind apparently created. Look like you, but with rounder ears.

[he then unfastens his singed cape and hangs it on one of the bedposts in favor of a new one. yes he has multiple capes, it's necessary when a troll actually cares for fashion!!]

[ She feels a bit lost here, unused to hearing this sort of thing. Honestly, he sounded like a very lost villager who hadn't tried hard enough, but... how could she be sure? ]

... I see.

[ She was used to bitter realities by now. Hadn't Shiek told her the flow of time was cruel? Perhaps she was here for a reason, then? There is some thoughtfulness going on here, mainly because she is not sure how to proceed. ]

[ ... Oh, so they're like the Gerudo, then. She's a little confused by the whole bit of "our kind" and them being created, but... eh, details.

Perhaps they were from a distant land...? At that, though, Link lowers her sword somewhat, but does not let down her guard, nor does she put it away. She really sees no reason to--this place was unfamiliar, as was this... creature, in front of her.

... She supposes she will have to answer, but she's a little too wary right now to do more than stare. Honestly, she's used to a fairy doing her talking for her. ]

[He blinks wondering if he has overwealmed her with information] Obviously you can look around yourself, and if you have paper making a map would be a good idea, but as I say I don't think there is any safe way out.

[dualscar pays little mind to her lack of answer. after all, it's better than her being overly chatty. he continues his removal of clothing, beginning with unfastening the hefty armor and putting it aside as well for the time being. he takes off his ruined undershirt, black sullied with violet bloodstains, and it consequently exposes his the entirety of his upper torso.

if link were to attack him, now would be the time. judging from the state of his chest, scarred even more heavily than his face, the armor had been a good investment in comparison to what could have been. the gills lining his ribs flare as he inhales.]

And if you're not a human, you'd be what, exactly?

The hell did you do?

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