[THREAD; what is this malarkey]

[justsopretty]

characters: Clovis la Britannia and OPEN.
location: Prophecy Arena.
time: Afternoon.
rating: PG-13.
open/closed: OPEN.

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[forhyrule]

[ Zelda just so happened to be in the area, observing the state of the city. Of course the mun didn't plan this. :| After being trapped in that dingy pirate hull for at least a week, the Princess was trying to spend as much time outside as possible. She wasn't happy seeing the city like this; it reminded her too much of Hyrule after Zant's invasion. Still, this was giving her an opportunity to look for Link and Midna, whom she was very worried about. They were both strong fighters, she knew, and capable of taking care of themselves, but weeks of silence were enough to make even the most patient person fret about their wellbeing. ]

[ Zelda hadn't been roaming very long when she heard the sound of crying. Not far in the distance was Clovis, its source. She hurried to his side. ] Prince Clovis...

[justsopretty]

[Like any child in a tantrum, he had some difficulty ceasing in crying. His eyes widened when he realized that someone had called his name; even more when he figured out who it was.]

Ah ... [Clovis shot up into a sitting position. His gloved hand came up to wipe his face as he noticed that she was actually at his side and there was really nothing that he could do to hide what it was he was just doing. His head lowered in a defeated manner -- of all the people to see him so defeated.]

Princess Zelda, how are you? [Still, at least it was her and not Fredrick; that man would never let this sign of weakness down.]

[forhyrule]

[ She had a feeling that he was trying to hide his tears from her, but the Princess would have none of that. She fetched a handkerchief from her pocket and held it out to Clovis. ]

I am faring well. [ Even though her left arm was still in a sling after being broken, the rest of her wounds had completely healed. ] But I am more concerned about you, Prince Clovis.

[justsopretty]

[Lightly takes the handkerchief from her, wiping his face. He wondered if he still has his good looks or if he had lost them because of his tantrum. A few clicks of the tongue and letting the matter go reluctantly.]

Yes, but you are still hurt ... me? You're concerned about me?

[icanhasgummi]

[Sora's on his daily rounds, now that he's woken up and ready. and... he pauses when he hears those pathetic sounds, quickly picking up his pace into a run after he's pinpointed where it is. --er. he stares at Clovis, and then at the theatre with a twinge of hurt in his own heart. he wanted to be there a while ago... so he crouches beside him, arms resting on his knees.]

[justsopretty]

[His head lifts up and turns to look at the person who seems also to be quite distraught about what has happened to the theatre. Took him a moment to realize that it was Sora. Odd given that the boy did have rather obvious hair. He would blame it on the reddening of his eyes and other such embarrassing things like that. Well, he supposes that is fine, so long as he is not mocked for his own depression. Still, he clears his throat slightly.]

Were you a patron here as well?

orz i fail

[icanhasgummi]

[probably because of his immensely sad expression, and he's usually toting a bright-as-the-sun smile. at Clovis' question, he slowly shakes his head, though he closes his eyes and rests his forehead against his knees.]

Nope, not really... but... I know to a lot of people, this place is important.

never

[justsopretty]

[Rests chin on top of hands.]

Well, you shouldn't cry for something unless you feel sorry for the place itself. Not just feel sorry for the people who liked it.