~thirty-ninth breeze~

[adarkwindblows]

[accidental voice post start; for several minutes, all you can hear is the occasional tapping of distant footsteps. Someone groans, followed by rustling fabric.]

...hnn...? What...

[a pause.] No... no--damnit!

[He growls angrily. Something metal is thrown across the room, hitting the wall and clattering noisily to the floor.]

Soku, soku, hoa, kaba!

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[passivepastel]

Vaati, I... I have your hat. It... didn't get burnt, somehow.

[My pants are too good for you, man.
OH LOL I CAN UNDERSTAND THE MINISH! awesome. now this layout makes sense.]

1/2

[adarkwindblows]

That's not surprising. Ezlo's work was always--

2/2

[adarkwindblows]

...Well, ah... are you alright? I hope you got back safely.

(OOC: Vaati will make new pants. He can rebuild them, he has the technology.
XD I WAS REALLY BORED WHEN I CHANGED IT,OKAY? Now you can join the cool kids d.D.b)

[passivepastel]

Yeah... Walter didn't try to hurt me. Where are you now? You're coming to Gohl, right?

[vaati can crochet his pants
Now I wish I had some way to use this knowledge. :x IF I STILL HAD RIVER orz]

[adarkwindblows]

Good.

I'll be there soon. Take care of my hat for me until then.

(OOC: He could make new ones from worn out sweaters and silly string .>.
We could have badly-translated secret Minish conversations .OOOOO.

Also, these two are adorable, log y/n?)

[passivepastel]

Alright! I'll take good care of it.

[Also duct tape. lots of duct tape.
we're so hardcore *o*

ohmigosh yes please \o/]

[adarkwindblows]

(OOC: ♥!)