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Snake

Jun 15, 2009 22:39

Characters: Erol (psychoticracer), Zelda (oblique_wisdom) and Link (hylian_courage)
Location: Arcade
Date: Now-ish
Rating: PG for creeper

( Creeeeepeeer )

erol, zelda, link

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oblique_wisdom June 16 2009, 06:00:27 UTC

If it hadn't been for Kage, Zelda never would have even considered spending time in the arcade. In some cases, it may not have been her 'cup of tea', and yet, she found herself mesmerized at the very least by the thought that she could improve her accuracy. How many people aboard the ship would be aware of her talent? The princess who prided her ability to negotiate and retain a diplomatic air about herself would be the same who wielded a bow in her free time. She hoped that it would not reflect badly upon herself, and even more so, she hoped it would not be bad representation upon Hyrule and her people ( ... )

psychoticracer June 16 2009, 06:26:08 UTC

Erol was not an archer, but a shooter, and the top shooter in the military state he called home. He was annoyed by the high scores, however - clearly made by people with entirely too much time to rank up perfect bonuses for far longer than he had patience ( ... )

oblique_wisdom June 16 2009, 06:40:28 UTC

She could have stood there forever if it was absolutely necessary. Zelda was not the sort to rush things along. The only thing she had ever considered her massive impatience was when Hyrule had fallen into the grasp of the evil man. She had gone to such lengths to fight for her land and for her kingdom. She never truly wanted to do that again. It was unnecessary and barbaric. She was anything but primitive ( ... )

psychoticracer June 16 2009, 07:05:12 UTC

A princess.... an honest-to-Precursors princess. Oh, and it's not even his birthday.

"Well. My manners are remiss." He replaced the gun and strode to face her, gait smooth despite his injuries, if a little restrained. Reaching out for her hand, he bowed to kiss the slender digits. The movement was harsh on his midsection, but again, he never fretted the little details.

"My name is Erol. Formerly Commander of the Krimzon Guard of Haven City. It's a pleasure."

He released her hand, but didn't pull away, leaving the gesture of withdrawal to her should she choose to linger. Such touches spoke volumes, and he was eagerly gathering details.

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