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vatheon2012-01-16 09:35 am
replicatedcourage) wrote in vatheon2012-01-16 09:35 am
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Hey, listen...
Characters: Dark Link and open to Ion, Izaya, and Laharl
Location: Izaya's Apartment
Time: Very early morning when the fairies start popping
Style: Prose preferred but any is fine - Would also prefer that this continue as a single scene, so responses should be in the same thread.
Status: Closed
Dark Link often dreamed of Hyrule. Specifically Kokiri Forest. It wasn't an odd thing to dream about one's own world, other than he had never really seen much of it. He'd been created in a shadowy realm and tossed into the Water Temple to do his master's bidding, but he'd been programmed with some knowledge of the world at large, what few memories Ganondorf could glean from his greatest foe. Dark Link didn't pretend to know how that worked, magic was beyond him, but he did know that he felt at home in the forest (despite never having seen it), that the Kokiri were like family (despite never having met them), and that he was supposed to have a fairy.
And that last part was true, at least here in Vatheon. He'd been granted a small, blue fairy, just like he was supposed to have. Just like Navi. He even called her that, talking to his silent companion regardless of the likelihood of receiving an answer. It was right to have the little blue glowball following him around, only proper. Nevermind that everyone else had a companion too, it was simply important for him to have one. It was part of what made him Link.
Only now, after having been awoken with a loud "pop!" and a shower of dust and dissolving wings, Dark Link was suddenly and inexplicably without his little companion.
A thin, desperate wail escaped him into the pre-dawn air of the shared apartment as he clutched the small pile of fairy dust, as if willing it whole again.
Location: Izaya's Apartment
Time: Very early morning when the fairies start popping
Style: Prose preferred but any is fine - Would also prefer that this continue as a single scene, so responses should be in the same thread.
Status: Closed
Dark Link often dreamed of Hyrule. Specifically Kokiri Forest. It wasn't an odd thing to dream about one's own world, other than he had never really seen much of it. He'd been created in a shadowy realm and tossed into the Water Temple to do his master's bidding, but he'd been programmed with some knowledge of the world at large, what few memories Ganondorf could glean from his greatest foe. Dark Link didn't pretend to know how that worked, magic was beyond him, but he did know that he felt at home in the forest (despite never having seen it), that the Kokiri were like family (despite never having met them), and that he was supposed to have a fairy.
And that last part was true, at least here in Vatheon. He'd been granted a small, blue fairy, just like he was supposed to have. Just like Navi. He even called her that, talking to his silent companion regardless of the likelihood of receiving an answer. It was right to have the little blue glowball following him around, only proper. Nevermind that everyone else had a companion too, it was simply important for him to have one. It was part of what made him Link.
Only now, after having been awoken with a loud "pop!" and a shower of dust and dissolving wings, Dark Link was suddenly and inexplicably without his little companion.
A thin, desperate wail escaped him into the pre-dawn air of the shared apartment as he clutched the small pile of fairy dust, as if willing it whole again.