[incomplete]Saving Chef Aaron

[faroresson]

Who: Itachi, Aaron, Link (Navi by proxy), Konan, Nabooru and Matt. Open to others!
Where: Aaron's Shack
When: Only an hour or so after this post.
Summary: Itachi's gone a bit wrong. Aaron's suffering. The lads (and lasses) aren't too chuffed with this.
Rating: Possibly delving into the realms of R?

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[faroresson]

Link nodded to Konan's words. "Shinobi. Is that... kind of like a Garo?" He honestly had no idea, but the vague description he had found mentioned leaping around and jumping with special powers. So... a Garo or a Sheikah.

He nodded to Matt, and smiled faintly at Nabooru. "I don't have a clue. I think Miss Konan here knows more about Itachi... and I don't know about this curse day right now. He said something about Wesker's virus?" The problem with only being a recent arrival was that he did know very little. For one, he had yet to see Wesker in action. For another, the whole concept of curse days was a confusing prospect. He was rather glad he wasn't shedding killer paper everywhere anymore, of course.

"We go in, we get Aaron, we go out," Link said, "And if we have to, we take Itachi and whoever else we need to down." Just because it was only Itachi in there now didn't mean that it would stay that way.

"And just for a precaution..."

Link stepped back and moved his hands, "Farore's Wind to guide us," he said. The green light grew from his chest and floated in mid air. "If we need to, grab Aaron and think of this light, okay? You'll come out here. And..." He crossed his arms over his shoulders and lightly touched the ground, "Nayru's Love protect us."

A thin blue aura surrounded the group. He nodded. If they listened closely, they would be able to hear it humming softly. "You'll be completely invulnerable while this is up. It doesn't last that long, mind, so don't get cocky. Right. We going in?"

He didn't wait for a reply as he set off down the forest track.