Written (Hylian/Common)

Aug 05, 2010 19:08

I''ve lost some things and I can't fi nd them.

if anyone has seen small clothes... a green hat, some whit e leggings, boots and a belt, please let me know. i'm missing a white baton with/ wind carvings nad a really big leaf too, i need those back.

thank you.

[Ooc: Link has died. The leggings are the only things still up for grabs! Feel free to ( Read more... )

inevitable failure, %written, traumatize the children, angst buckets, i don't like this ship, upset, oh god, first time for everything, death

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[audio] dignifiedsearat August 6 2010, 21:13:07 UTC
You've got ten seconds to get over here and get this stupid hook back before I toss it into the ocean.

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Commentlog unamvirtus August 6 2010, 22:17:31 UTC
[About seven of those seconds is spent debating whether or not it's worth it. The next four are slipping out of his room and the few steps down to Tetra's, knocking quietly. He's got all of his clothes back by this point, besides his hat. He hasn't been able to find it yet.

He still doesn't know what to tell her, but hopefully she isn't going to ask him what happened. He knows for a fact he couldn't make himself do that.]

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Commentlog dignifiedsearat August 6 2010, 22:28:16 UTC
[Link should learn to hope less.

He'd just barely finished knocking when she swung the door open.] You're late- ?! [She's shocked at his state for a moment, but it doesn't take long for her expression to fall back to the default annoyed glare.] Well, look what the cat dragged in. You look terrible.

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Re: Commentlog unamvirtus August 6 2010, 22:34:40 UTC
[Someday he'll realize it's not working out.

At least she didn't throw it at his face, so he'll take that as a good sign. He's almost relieved to see that standard expression, which is really weird, so he tries not to think about it. He shrugs weakly and attempts a smile, which is really quite pathetic. He is pathetic in general at the moment.]

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Re: Commentlog dignifiedsearat August 6 2010, 23:27:43 UTC
[Sigh, Link. Sigh.

She gives him a pointed look and crosses her arms.] Do I want to know what happened?

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Commentlog unamvirtus August 7 2010, 01:49:06 UTC
[He almost shakes his head, thinking she means details-- which he's already decided not to share with her, but then he realizes... what if she doesn't know about the death rules on this boat? Does she know what even happens when they come back at all?

He looks at her, wanting to lie because he knows it would be best if she didn't have to know, but she does, he can't hide this from her. He looks away to at least conceal his tears, because saying it out loud really cements what's happened to him.]

Died.

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Commentlog dignifiedsearat August 7 2010, 02:26:13 UTC
What, did you have a bad dream? [Skeptical Tetra is skeptical, but she's got a nagging doubt that something isn't quite right here. She gives him another once-over, then shakes her head.] No... nightmares don't leave anyone looking this pitiful.

[Her expression hardens, but it's difficult to tell what she's thinking at the moment. Still, she's calm as of now- Tetra has always been a good actress. She shifts back, holding the door open and looking rather impatient. This is not an invitation to come inside Link. It's an order.] I get the feeling this is going to be a long and complicated story, and I doubt you want to be standing in the doorway like a dork when you tell it. Don't bother going to get your notepad, I have one here you can use.

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Commentlog unamvirtus August 7 2010, 17:23:48 UTC
[Still no smacks upside the head yet, which he's taking as another small blessing. He takes her look as a warning that if he doesn't come in, his luck so far will promptly run out though, so he slips inside, politely refraining from looking around her room despite his curiosity (it's a lot easier, considering how he feels at the moment). He pauses again, however, fidgeting and looking extremely awkward. Again. He's still worried about whether or not her reaction means she knows about the System, which is currently preoccupying his mind a lot more than wondering where he should sit.]

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Commentlog dignifiedsearat August 7 2010, 18:18:40 UTC
[To be perfectly honest, the fact that he misplaced all his stuff has completely slipped her mind at this point. He just said he died after all, how he lost his wind wand and kitty panties is of little importance compared to that. She isn't sure what to make of his "death" at this point, she doesn't know enough about the ship to understand what that really means. She's not going to waste her time trying to figure it out on her own though, not when she can just ask him straight up.

She rolls her eyes at his fidgeting and moves over to her bed, propping a pillow up against the headboard.] Sit there; the notepad is on the dresser next to it. [Conveniently, there is also a pen.] I'll get you some water- you don't look like you could keep down anything else.

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Commentlog unamvirtus August 8 2010, 19:01:03 UTC
[Almost mechanically, he pulls himself up onto the bed to sit where she asked him to, reaching out to grab both the pen and the notepad. He's really grateful for the effort she's making here, and he wishes he could at least smile for a "thanks", but he really can't put any heart into it. He stares down at the notepad miserably, wondering somewhat distantly where he should start and how well he's going to be able to write right now.]

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Commentlog dignifiedsearat August 9 2010, 02:12:22 UTC
[She's over there soon enough herself, and places the cup of water up on the desk next to him. It seems to have some... stuff floating in it.]

That's going to taste nasty, but you'll have to deal with it. It's salt-sugar water; it'll help with your nausea. [Her next move is to reach up and place a hand on his forehead, the other reaching to touch her own. Don't get any ideas, she's just checking for a fever. :|]

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Commentlog unamvirtus August 9 2010, 16:56:09 UTC
[Ideas? He's an innocent boy, thank you very much. But seriously, that water? That's so gross. He stares with displeasure at the the cup, taking it into his hands just as she puts a hand on his forehead. He pauses, staring at her with alarm; is... that... concern? Wow, he much look even more horrible than he thought.]

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Commentlog dignifiedsearat August 9 2010, 19:58:57 UTC
[Has he looked in a mirror lately? Tetra's seen better looking shipwrecks than him right now and she should know, she probably caused a few of them. His alarm just causes her to look at him like he's stupid.]

What's with that look? Well, whatever... No fever, so that's one good thing you've got going for you. [Seemingly satisfied, she hops up on the bed herself, choosing to sit at his feet with her legs dangling off the edge.] You manage to write anything yet, or are you still too out of it?

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Commentlog unamvirtus August 9 2010, 20:07:28 UTC
[No he hasn't looked in a mirror, cut him some slack and I see what u did thar. He takes that "are you stupid" look pretty well, settling himself down again and staring unhappily into the cup again. He starts a little when she asks if he's written anything, and to try and dispel his discomfort (the notepad is open and totally empty beside him) he takes a sip of the water. He crinkles his nose immediately, resisting the urge to gag at the godawful taste, ew those are two things that should never go together in a cup.]

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Commentlog dignifiedsearat August 9 2010, 20:17:05 UTC
Oh, quit being such a baby about it! There are worse remedies for nausea than that stuff; you'll get used to it.

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Commentlog unamvirtus August 9 2010, 20:20:46 UTC
[AT LEAST HE DIDN'T SPIT IT OUT. He keeps drinking even though he really doesn't want to, and sorry, his nose is still crinkled. But he's drinking it, see? Once he's done, he gives the cup another look, this one suggesting that it's somehow the source of his woes. He's not sure if that was worth it yet.]

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