The Fellowship of the Link

[excuuusemehero]

Characters: Link, Link, Jak, Alice, Vanyel, Malkus, Daxter [open]
Location: Carnival
Date: Present
Rating: PG13 at least for violence and death

[Thanks to the woman on the magic tablet, Link now knows of a way to help Zelda. However, the woman had also mentioned a very significant danger and Link doesn't have his sword. That would make things

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[unamvirtus]

[Predictably enough, Link is immediately on this-- he is a hero himself, this is totally his element. He's aware that the Carnival is supposed to be dangerous, though-- so he doesn't reply directly to the post itself, to avoid anyone trying to stop him from going. He comes down about ten minutes early, (gathering weapons and tools only takes about five minutes), because sitting there is not really comfortable when you're in Hero Mode. he can't help but wonder what exactly this is about, but he can always ask when he gets there.

Once he arrives, he waits patiently by the door, long knife in hand to turn over while he waits.]

[excuuusemehero]

[Link is already there when the little blond arrives. He's got a coil of rope draped over one shoulder, a knife tucked into his belt, and a table leg in his hand. The leg is heavily splintered on one end, but he figures it will do.

Spotting Link, he grins and waves the other over.]

Hey, kid. You coming with me?

[unamvirtus]

[What a lovely table leg you have there, Link. He looks up at the familiar voice, smiling and pushing off the wall to approach. He nods in return, but he eyes the table leg somewhat warily... oddly enough, he'd be a lot more at ease if Link were holding the nice instead.]

[doctoral_bird]

[O-Oh dear this can't be. Malkus has been peeking around, out of sight for awhile now, waiting to see who would arrive. He didn't really have any plans to enter, simply to wait outside with some medical supplies he snatched (Well...A roll or two of gauze for rinkydink bandages but it's still medical!) incase his doctoral assistance was needed.

B-But what's his little friend doing out here? Is he insane? ....Augh, against all better judgement, Malkus has to speak up!]

Link? What on earth are you doing!

[He knows Link assured him of his ability to handle himself but Malkus couldn't feel right knowing that a small child (er teenager, Mr. 13) was in potential danger. He rattled the cloth rolls around in his bag to make a bit of noise incase Link didn't hear him. If he insists on heading in Malkus will have no choice but to come along.]