[Closed] RT Thread: It's a typical tropical summer night.
Characters: Link, Princess Zelda
Date: Uhm... Let's make it today! This late afternoon! Or tomorrow. Tomorrow's late afternoon works too.
Summary: They made plans to go to the beach a few weeks ago. (And Peorth, we didn't want to threadjack yours. :[) Link needed money to get himself a swimsuit, though, and Zelda needed to get one too. They finally have everything they need and Link knows as long as Zelda's in his sight, he doesn't have to be adorably envious.
Warnings: M/F affections. :3
"I am looking forward to it," Zelda told her reflection of her vanity's mirror as she pulled her brush through her hair. "Playing in the sun. It reminds me of when we were children, except there are no beaches in Hyrule." At least, there were none that she knew of.
Zelda had a lot to think about--or so she thought. She had to admit that she hadn't been giving much time to Sheik. Yes, he was still fighting off shadows in the evening, but she'd felt those odd protests, and knew it wasn't really fair to monopolize one entity's time. Eventually, she'd have to give it up for a few days and let Sheik go off and do whatever it was he wanted to do. And chances were that after talking with Link, that time was going to be spent with the emerald-haired woman that she didn't know.
Although she looked the spitting image of Hyrule's nobility, Zelda was wearing her swimsuit underneath the robes and the formal attire. If anything, it was to serve two purposes. The first was to continue upholding Hyrule in a positive light. The second was to throw Link off. He needed some of that, after all. There was something about assertive nature that she wanted to see more of in him, and most likely because it was a rare occurrence.
With a towel draped over her arm, she headed over to the dormitory next over and after brushing herself off and making sure everything was set in place, she knocked upon the door. Surely Link would be ready to go. She hoped. Or maybe he'd be fashionably late for the entrance.
Date: Uhm... Let's make it today! This late afternoon! Or tomorrow. Tomorrow's late afternoon works too.
Summary: They made plans to go to the beach a few weeks ago. (And Peorth, we didn't want to threadjack yours. :[) Link needed money to get himself a swimsuit, though, and Zelda needed to get one too. They finally have everything they need and Link knows as long as Zelda's in his sight, he doesn't have to be adorably envious.
Warnings: M/F affections. :3
"I am looking forward to it," Zelda told her reflection of her vanity's mirror as she pulled her brush through her hair. "Playing in the sun. It reminds me of when we were children, except there are no beaches in Hyrule." At least, there were none that she knew of.
Zelda had a lot to think about--or so she thought. She had to admit that she hadn't been giving much time to Sheik. Yes, he was still fighting off shadows in the evening, but she'd felt those odd protests, and knew it wasn't really fair to monopolize one entity's time. Eventually, she'd have to give it up for a few days and let Sheik go off and do whatever it was he wanted to do. And chances were that after talking with Link, that time was going to be spent with the emerald-haired woman that she didn't know.
Although she looked the spitting image of Hyrule's nobility, Zelda was wearing her swimsuit underneath the robes and the formal attire. If anything, it was to serve two purposes. The first was to continue upholding Hyrule in a positive light. The second was to throw Link off. He needed some of that, after all. There was something about assertive nature that she wanted to see more of in him, and most likely because it was a rare occurrence.
With a towel draped over her arm, she headed over to the dormitory next over and after brushing herself off and making sure everything was set in place, she knocked upon the door. Surely Link would be ready to go. She hoped. Or maybe he'd be fashionably late for the entrance.