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Who: Shizuo, Dark Link, and potentially Zelda.
Where: Around the middle district.
When: After this.
Style: Starting with prose, but we can change to action.
Status: Closed

Shizuo was in a better mood than he had been since his encounter with Izaya. Talking things out with Zelda had helped quite a bit, even if Shizuo still wanted to do his best to avoid Izaya as much as possible. Not that he planned on hiding away - that would have been stupid. He had already spent too much time cooped up and thinking. Zelda had mentioned doing some research now that the fairies had met their end, and Shizuo had said he'd look around a little himself, though he wasn't exactly sure what to look for. It gave him a reason to go for a walk, though, and that was exactly how he was spending the evening. Walking around and smoking.

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"Then shall we call you Sola?" Zelda looked thoughtful.

"I suppose you don't know Ancient Hylian, though. When the Sheikah were more prevalent, it was believed that a person's shadow was a reflection of them and a person all on their own. That is the meaning of the word."

Come to think of it, he possessed the coloring of a Sheikah. Maybe there was some truth to the theory...

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"Sola." He rolled the word around on his tongue. It sounded good, unique. "Alright. Sola it is."

He smiled again, that same small smile but this time it reached his eyes at least a little. He had something all his own now. He had a name. And Zelda had given it to him.

He sounded a little choked up. "Thank you."

Her smile was genuine, too. "Of course. If you choose to leave Ganondorf, then you are one of my people. I am happy to name you."

She looked up and saw Shizuo not far away, then stepped to the side. "Would you two like to come in for tea?"

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Shizuo was hanging around a few feet away, keeping an ear out just in case, but also pretending to be interested in the surrounding buildings while Zelda and Dark Link - Sola - had their conversation. Once Zelda addressed the both of them, he turned his attention back.

"Okay," he replied with a nod. Since all differences had been set aside, Shizuo figured he should try to be friendly to Dark Link. Tea was a good start.

Tea. With Zelda.

Well this conversation had gone in a totally unexpected direction, now that he cared to examine it. He'd expected to get tossed out on his ear and instead he found himself feeling more like a person then he had since he was created. And now Zelda had given him a name, was smiling, and inviting him to tea like an old friend. His face was so hot they could have boiled the tea on his face. "U-uh s-sure?"

He was pretty sure he could hear a whistle of escaping steam in his ears.

"Come in." She motioned them both inside, leading them to the living room and gesturing to the couch. "It won't take long. I have some of those cakes left, too!"

Zelos probably wouldn't mind. She was beginning to suspect that he didn't need to eat, anyway.

The princess moved to the kitchen, putting a pot of tea on. She should probably be finishing up with her notes, but this was nice - and it's not as if she was the only person in the city who could handle themselves, anyway.

Shizuo stepped inside, but before he took a seat at the couch, he addressed Dark Link. "Sola," he tried the name out for himself, now that he didn't need to refer to him as not-Link anymore. "I guess I don't need to beat you up now. That's good." In other words, a friend of Zelda's was a friend of his, and now Dark Link didn't need to worry about park benches being brandished in his general direction.

"U-uh.. thanks." Even he knew that was kind of a weird thing to say to someone, but come to think of it, it had been on his list of worries. "Glad to hear it."

He took a seat in a chair, nervously fidgiting with the end of his hat, twisting it in his fingers as he took in the room around them. Right. Conversation. That's what normal people do. "So, um... you watch out for Zelda?"

Zelda stayed in the kitchen for another few minutes, putting her hair up properly and making sure her dress wasn't wrinkled. She couldn't have company like this. Her Hylian hearing was sharp enough to hear that they were getting along, anyway.

Well, as well as was to be expected. Really, Shizuo... 'don't need to beat you up now'? Was that necessary? She giggled into her hand quietly.

Shizuo followed suit and took a seat on the couch. "Yeah, I guess you can say that," he replied. "We're friends." Shizuo was still getting used to that label.

"I guess you are too, now."

"A-ah, no! I'm just... Uhh..." Friends? He had friends, yes, but it felt different then this. The feeling he had for Zelda was more. More what he couldn't say, but it was definitely more.

"I don't know, am I?"

Having managed to make her appearance at least a little more acceptable, Zelda began taking the tea set out and setting it up on the coffee table nearby. It was something Izaya had given her, but she'd used it before. She'd just... not mention its origin to Shizuo.

"Will milk tea be alright?" She asked, glancing to both of them. "I think you'll like it, Sola. The Nostalgia Nook has some milk from Lon Lon ranch, so I've been using it when I can."

"I guess," Shizuo replied with a shrug. That's what it seemed to him, based on what he heard from their conversation. And they were about to have tea. It made sense.

"I like milk tea," he told Zelda with a smile. And of course, he had no qualms with Lon Lon milk - in fact, he liked it a lot.

"From home?" He blinked and leaned a bit over the coffee table to see. He'd never had Lon Lon milk but anything that was a bit of the Hyrule he longed to see was okay by him. "Sure, I'll try it."

She set a bottle of milk down. "Alright then. I hear the tea, so I'll be right back."

The bottle simply sat there tantalizingly. Is that condensation on the side? I think it is. And that's a genuine Hylian glass bottle right there...

That was a nice bottle, and Shizuo did have an affinity for milk. He leaned back into the cushion, eyeing it, and of course looking forward to the tea. He glanced at Sola. "It's good stuff," he told him, since it sounded as though he hadn't tried it before.

Sola moved from the couch to the floor by the coffee table and stared straight into the glass bottle with his whole body at attention, ears and all. Suddenly he'd never wanted anything more in his life.

"What are you going to do with it when the milk is gone?"

Zelda brought the tea out in time to catch the tail end of Sola's question. "Take it to the nook and get it refilled, I suppose. They won't give out milk in any other container."

She set the cakes out too, then looked at Sola's face. She knew that face. She had seen Link make that face when she was ~~stalking~~ watching over him as Sheik.

Clearly, her bottle was a key item.

Maybe the salesman will understand if I explain...

"...of course, if you pick the milk up for me and bring it here in the morning, I suppose I could just give you the bottle."

Zelda poured all of them some tea, adding the milk afterward. She sat down on the couch between them, bidding a mental farewell to her bottle now that it was empty.

Shizuo accepted his tea quietly, sipping at it while Zelda and Sola discussed the bottle. He picked one of the cakes, too, since he had enjoyed them at the bakery.

Sola's eyes lit up and he picked up the now empty bottle eagerly, raising it above his head to examine it in the light before clutching it to his chest. "Okay! I'll do it as soon as they open in the morning!"

He looked at this tea cup, then the bottle in his hands. How was he to drink the tea if he didn't want to put down his new prize? Signless hadn't yet gotten back to him about the sylladex so he was wary of storing it in his hat. Reluctantly, he set it down carefully on the table, keeping half an eye trained on it as he lifted the tea cup to his lips.

That was a little difficult to watch, but it made her smile nonetheless. She would, of course, be checking her milk every morning for strange smells. Or bug's legs.

She took a sip, leaning back. "Is it alright? I am not that experienced with making tea by myself, though I did read a book on it. It is a surprisingly complex process."

As far as she was concerned, this batch was far better than her last simply because they weren't fighting this time.

"It's good," Shizuo assured her, sipping at it some more. He wasn't the most knowledgeable about teas, but he liked that milk tea wasn't bitter. Instead, it was smooth and a little sweet. Exactly what he preferred.

Sola, for his part, downed the entire cup in three gulps and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "It's good! I like sweet drinks."

Something he'd just decided, just now. He hadn't sampled much yet, being too preoccupied with everything else that had been going on. Really he didn't need to eat much and at the rare times he was hungry he preferred simple fare. Eating or drinking for pleasure was a new experience.

"I do as well. It's not all that healthy, but I enjoy sweets," she said sheepishly.

She refilled Sola's tea, hoping that he would take cues from her and Shizuo and drink it a little more slowly this time.

"I've been considering learning to cook, as well. I learned very few practical things in the palace."

"I like sweets, too." Shizuo had always like them - even as a child. Growing up hadn't changed his taste much, and he was still fond of them now.

It was still a little odd, being reminded that Zelda had been a princess, that she had lived in a palace. "I bet you'd get the hang of it," he said encouragingly.

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No, no~ don't violate the bottle with your eyes~

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