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[triforcewielder]

[Link was in the stables mid afternoon, long strands of hay in his hand as he fed the horses one by one. He had heard of the stables but he had taken his time to study the horses. None were like Epona but he assumed one would do for now. He had his eye set on one, its stubbornness would be effective, he was a wrangler after all. He had tamed beasts

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[chauvinisms]

[Slippers masking all noise, the Gerudo watches Link with narrowly slit eyes, lips curling. Like water, she pours down the shadows of the beams in the building, hidden in the darkness of the ceiling one moment and standing in the aisle the next, hands on her hips.]

Oi! [Her tone is no nonsense now, sharp.] You watch what you're feeding my fine horses! [Shifting, he reaches out and touches the forelock of a particular mare.] They're on a special diet, fake.

[action] kjgdfghf ilu!

[triforcewielder]

[Link was having a good day. A really good day filled with good food and horses and- and now this strange woman who seems to call him fake. The hero of Hyrule cringed, memories flooding his mind and filling his chest up with a little anger. He turned to look at her, dropping the things he was feeding his new cow friend and glaring.]

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[chauvinisms]

My, my, what a ferocious look you have there, fake! Will you sulk in silence again?

[Hand trailing to the horse's muzzle, she pats it absently before letting her hand fall. She's already had one run in with a Link lately. She will not let her guard down a second time.]

Che, be sure to pick up what you dropped! I won't be having one of my mares miscarrying because they tripped!

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[triforcewielder]

They're not yours.

[And he's determined to prove they aren't. They told him they weren't hers.]

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[chauvinisms]

[She rolls her eyes.]

I am the one who lowers herself to care for these animals, fake. They might as well be, che.

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[triforcewielder]

I'm not fake. I'll take care of them too.

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[chauvinisms]

Hoh? And what do you know of horse foaling, hm?

[Her smile is cutting.]

I've yet to see evidence to prove otherwise, fake.

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[triforcewielder]

I am a wrangler.

Tch. [Stop calling me fake!]

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[chauvinisms]

And? Am I supposed to be impressed? Do these animals look like they need to be wrangled to you, fake?

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[triforcewielder]

Stop calling me that.

[He takes a step forward.]

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[chauvinisms]

[She looks at him flatly.]

The thing about you, fake, is that you don't have the power to answer anything, che. You're much like a shadow! Light reflects on you and scatters you, but instead of regrouping gracefully, you keep twisting in circles.

How unfortunate. As a shadow, you aren't even an adequate fake for Sheik, never mind Link! Pathetic.

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[triforcewielder]

[He's not sure what's more insulting, the light comment or the one about not being so much as an equal to the other him. He frowned. Who did she think she was.]

I am Link. I'm not... him.

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[chauvinisms]

I know.

[Aveil has a nasty habit of reading/listening/watching communications between people that aren't privtae...and some that are private.]

You are not my rookie, che. You'll have to earn that membership for yourself.

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[triforcewielder]

How? [He doesn't mind proving himself.]

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[chauvinisms]

[She laughs dryly.]

Che, it's not any fun if I give you a hint. I'm sure you'll find a way to prove yourself. You would not share his name otherwise.

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[triforcewielder]

[He shrugs.]

You know him. I don't.