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[umbra_ab_luce]

Dark Link is playing the pipe organ. It's a gigantic array of metal tubing stretching easily a hundred feet high. The piece he's currently playing is from earth, Toccata and Fugue in D Minor by J. S. Bach. If anyone is close, as the music swells, Dark Link says to himself, "take this Ganondorf, your organ only had one keyboard." This one has three

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[victormakesart]

Victor was being a wandering bug, a new set of pink scars on her neck. She stood on one foot, wavering, listening to the music, silent and... not quite still because she had bad balance.

[victormakesart]

"'M glad you won. Been rooting for you."

[umbra_ab_luce]

He's silent for a moment. "Did you see it?"

[victormakesart]

She shook her head. "Always rooting for you."

[umbra_ab_luce]

He sighs. "Good. I'm glad you didn't have to go through that."

[victormakesart]

She reached out, hesitated. She wanted to pat his shoulder but she didn't want to hurt him and he was all bleedy and stuff. That was the technical term. 'And stuff'.

"You're okay now?"

[umbra_ab_luce]

"I've been telling myself that, anyway. I'm afraid there are some things that still need to be finished, though."

[victormakesart]

She decided against patting his shoulder. "I'm really proud of you, anyway. What sorts of things?"

[umbra_ab_luce]

He smiles. "Thanks. There are...things that need to be taken care of, that's all. I don't think the thing I was fighting is gone yet."

[victormakesart]

"You'll be able to do it just fine." A small smile back.