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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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[hot_engineer]

Since she's close enough to hear him mutter over the organ, she's just going to ask, unannounced:

"Who's Gannondorf?"

[hot_engineer]

"Okay. C, D, E, F, G..." She repeats, prodding each key as the tubes up ahead bey the appropriate tone. "...A, B. Then it starts over again, right? Now what?"

[umbra_ab_luce]

"Yeah. The black keys are sharps and flats, I think is what they're called." He point to the two symbols on the page. "They're in between other notes. That's all you really need for one keyboard. Once you get that... I may have figured out how to teach you the rest."

[hot_engineer]

She grins broadly at him. "Do you wanna play sommore, or can I practice?"

[umbra_ab_luce]

He gives her hand a quick squeeze. "Whichever you want."

He indicates the bloody bandages and the pile of fresh ones nearby with a half grin. "I should probably change, anyway."

[hot_engineer]

"Need any help?"

Before the words finish leaving her lips the connotation has sprung to her mind and she blinks and blushes, hand leaving the keyboard to scratch at the back of her neck. "Y-y'know, because some of those might be hard to reach and, uh..."

[umbra_ab_luce]

"No, I'm fi-" Pause. He notices her blush and grins. "You're right, some of these are pretty hard to reach. I think I will need some help."

[hot_engineer]

"I, uh..." She squinches up her face in an embarrassed grin. The kind that are usually followed by an excited squeak.

"...Yeah, okay. I can practice later."

She'll follow you wherever you need to go, Dark Link. If you feel you can move that far, that is.

[umbra_ab_luce]

"Let's go someplace comfortable, shall we? It's a long process, after all."He points across the room. "You, portal, come here."

The aforementioned portal closes into a pinprick of blackness and darts across the room to open up again in front of the two of them. He grins. "We'll have to see how much I can help, though. Won't we?"

[hot_engineer]

"Course." Her voice sounds a little squeaky and she covers it with a cough. She gathers up the fresh bandages in one arm and can't help but take his other hand before going through the portal.

[umbra_ab_luce]

The portal takes them back to the room they had been staying in. He reaches back over his shoulder with one arm for the nearest end of a bandage. There's a sharp twinge in the muscle, but he plays up the pain a bit.

"Ah, shit. Care to get that one?" He's smiling.

[hot_engineer]

"Heh, sure..."

Her touch is a little heavy; she isn't used to nurturing after all and is a little nervous on top of it. But after a few twitches from his shoulder she learns to soften up, rolling the bandage away from his skin more gingerly with a quick "sorry".

As skin is bared she runs a hand over it, stroking away the stickiness of flesh that had been covered up for a little too long.

[umbra_ab_luce]

He rolls his shoulders and twists on his waist, gritting his teeth as the motion breaks open the scabs that had formed since the bandages were applied. They would very likely leave a new and interesting crop of scars on his body.

"You're warm," he says absently. "It's nice."

[hot_engineer]

"Oh hey, don't do that! You're gonna start bleeding again!" She warns to likely no avail--it looks like it was going to happen anyway--and dissappears into the adjoining bathroom just long enough to get a warm, wet cloth to clean the blood away.

When he says that after a moment of dabbing, she smiles behind him. "M' glad." She fishes some clean gauze from the pile and starts to unroll if around his chest and over his shoulder. "I'm kind of new to this whole 'taking care of people' thing." She adds with an embarrassed smile. "Anything y'think I should be doing?"

[umbra_ab_luce]

"You're dong a good job of it, don't worry. I'm not fragile, you don't really need to worry about hurting me." This is said, of course, with gritted teeth and several rivulets of blood running down his back. No, really, no pain here at all.

"If I said that you not wearing a shirt would help, would you believe me?" He cracks a grin. "But really, you're doing fine. My body just needs time to heal is all."

[hot_engineer]

"I don't think my being shirtless will lead to anything that's gonna help." She retorts playfully. "Let's see your hands." She says, drawing him down to sit on the bed with her. The better to concentrate.