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[wheres_my_puppy]

Characters: Midna, Link and any random bystanders who'd like to interject
Where: Temple, deck 13
When: eight hours after the hex.
Warnings: PDA, comment log

[Midna looks around the damaged temple, a deep frown etched in her pale face.

The stupid bastards weren't here. While others brainstormed to the side, the Twili approached her partner and rested

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[farmhandhero]

[Link was definitely not looking forward to getting a whiff of the temple as a wolf -he could hardly stand it as a Hylian- but knew he didn't really have much choice. He folded his arms, nodding and glancing back at her.]

Aside from our scents as we came in, they'll be the only ones here that lead a trail out. It shouldn't be too hard to follow.

lol lets try this again

[wheres_my_puppy]

Alright, then.

[She doesn't hide the irritation in her voice or face. The easy resolution she'd hoped for just fell through.

Raising her arm, she opens her hand and reveals the Shard--just the tool for this job. It hovers an inch from her palm, point down.]

...you still owe me an answer.

[She closes her hand into a fist, Shard gone.]

[farmhandhero]

[...oh boy. Praying at the temple before it had become a slaughterhouse hadn't done him much good; he couldn't seem to contact the goddesses like Her Majesty could. Rather they seemed to just seek him out whenever they wanted something or decided to give him new clothes or whatever else.

Plus, the people over there...they weren't really paying attention to them, true, but this was still a pretty private conversation.]

Right now?

[wheres_my_puppy]

Yes, Link.

Right. Now.

Your three days are past up.