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An Aerial Survey

Who: Zelda and The Summoner
Where: All over the island!
When: Morning, January 26th
Style: I'll follow!
Status: Sorta closed? I guess anyone on the island can point up at the big fairy troll, but they probably won't hear any words directed at them.

[For perhaps the first time in a female body, Zelda was wearing pants. It wasn't that she didn't trust Lysunder, it was more the idea of anyone on the ground below being able to see right up her skirt. For that reason, she was waiting near the elevator in Zelos's usual clothes, right down to a simple white headband in place of her tiara. They were a bit big, but nothing too severe. She shifts around nervously, waiting for the troll to arrive.]

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[Strangely enough, the sudden speed doesn't frighten her at all. It feels like even if she were to fall, something would catch her. She laughs as they go down, just barely resisting the urge to spread her arms out.

She was definitely going to need to work out a spell for flying after this.]

[Again, seeing someone enjoy flying is uplifting and it just makes this all the better. Summoner keeps his speed fast, eventually getting to the clearing before the light house. He lands swiftly, leaning down and slowly going to place Zelda on her feet on the ground, before turning to the light house and folding his wings back.]

So.

[Zelda adjusts her weight so that she isn't tumbling all over the place or being blown over by strong winds. She turns to the lighthouse and walks up to it cautiously.]

Definitely abandoned. That's unfortunate...

[That doesn't stop her anyway. There might be something left behind, after all! She marches right in, though she is careful with her footing. You never know if the floorboards are rotten in a place like this.]

[String winds? Oh lord that... that would probably be a bit funny if it wasn't dangerous. Good choice to remember that, Zelda.]

Well, a lot of the forest is inhabitated, isn't it? Don't the people down in the bubble, not really... come up here? Or anything?

[He quickly goes to follow after her, up the high and steep hill to the lighthouse above, his eyes looking at the door and he pauses to see if it'll allow him to get in. His horns don't really allow him to enter most buildings. Thankfully, this lighthouse is rather large, and his he crouches low at first and goes sideways, he can get through the door.]

[He'll do it. Even though it always looks... silly. A sigh, but, he's inside, and he watches Zelda as she starts to look around the inside. Summoner spends most of his time looking around and just studying how it's built. Not too different from lighthouses back home... but there definitely is a difference. Eventually he starts to watch the floor and something in the dust catches his eye.]

Hey... Look.

[A few steps forward and he crouches down, looking at the dust that has yet to be unsettled by them. There looks to be... foot prints there, not either of theirs. Just a set of foot prints that have already unsettled the dust in places.]

Hm?

[Zelda moves over to where he's indicating, then pauses, ears twitching this way and that. Tracking isn't her strong suit, but if it's possible that they're not alone, she has a pretty good chance of hearing anyone else with them. She nods and silently takes out her SFC, taking a photo of the footprints.]

[It doesn't sound like they have company. The light house creaks around them though, so any old sound could seem like it was perhaps made by someone that was not either of them. Other then the foot prints, everything else is pretty untouched. The foot prints themselves lead somewhere else in the light house, but as for right here? Just a lot of dust, old wood, and various plants that have made their way inside.]

Should we, uh, be careful not to mess with the prints too much, or...?

[She stays quiet for a few minutes more, acclimating to the sounds of the lighthouse before deciding that they are, in fact, alone. The princess leans down to take a rough measurement of the footprints, adding that to the data with the picture along with another photo of her hand next to them for scale. She shakes her head.]

We don't have to be overly careful. I've taken a few photographs. It would be best if we didn't step all over them, but if the path becomes narrow and we must, then so be it.

[She bites her lips and looks up at his horns, then reaches for them. She asks before actually touching, though.]

May I?

Uh...

[Assuming she is going to grip along a part of his horn that isn't right next to his skull, then yes, he'll just nod. Again, he has to remember people that are not trolls don't quite understand the connotations of such a thing. But for him it doesn't really matter? he can't feel past either base anyway. Also he's making an effort to be good right now, so be happy Zelda, no perverted comments about grabbing his 'horn' right now.]

[Oh. Oh! He looks a little uncomfortable about that. It is something inappropriate after all! She waves her hands wildly.]

I-I don't mean anything by it, but, ah, I've changed my own shape for a disguise before and if I can get a feel for your horns I might be able to make them smaller temporarily so that they aren't in your way and...

[Okay, just going to go ahead and feel them now while not looking directly at him. She does get a little close to the base, but probably not so close that it's too stimulating.]

[Blink.]

...Smaller?

Yes, like this.

[She steps away from him, calling on her magic again, then presses her hands to her ears. When she releases them, her ears are hidden entirely under her hair.]

Releasing it is a simple matter.

[She puts her hands on her ears again, drawing them back out. It was far easier than changing her whole body into that of a man, but Lysunder didn't need to know that she could do that.]

[His eyes widen, and without thinking he leans forward and runs fingers through her hair, moving it away from her ears to see them. he then moves back to let her change them back, and he is just staring.]

How... how long does it last? Can y-you really do that to me? Er uh, other people? Do you have to stay around me when the spell is happening? Do they actually get smaller, or is it, uh, some kind of, [Flails his hands a little.] illusion of something and I wouldn't uh, actually be able to like, say, uh, hypothetically, go into houses normally, or, um, that kind of stuff?

[Oh goddesses, not the ears! Her spell is not an illusion, so they truly did turn into a human's rounded, less sensitive ears. Still, having someone close to that area is startling.]

It is a true transformation. I have not tried to do it from a long distance, but...

[She pauses. He seems really excited about it. The Triforce of Wisdom was powerful - it's possible that she would be able to maintain it without being near him if she enchanted an object.]

But if it is something you desire, I could enchant something to do it in my absence. A piece of jewelry perhaps, something that you could easily remove and put back on whenever you needed to.

[Sorry! But he really is excited. he didn't think anything of pushing her hair back as he did, besides making sure to do it softly and not cut her with his claws. Summoner quickly steps back and bites his lip for a moment, nodding before giving her a wide smile.]

I'd, uh, I'd really like that, if you, you could do that. I mean, not to say I don't like my horns. They're impressive, and when touches right they feel pretty fantastic. But, I ...wouldn't mind having a smaller set, sometimes...

[He's rather cute like that, isn't he? Zelda smiles.]

No, I understand. That is why you don't remove them, yes? They are a part of you after all, but they can get in the way sometimes.

[Zelda removes the glove on the hand that holds the Triforce. This is someone else's body, so she's going to be careful. Calling on its power, she runs a hand down his horns one at a time, willing them to shrink. It's an odd sensation, not unlike having something trickle slowly down your back.]

[The first thing he notices is the weight. The weight off his shoulders, the literal weight off his shoulders. He can't remember the last time he felt so light! Summoner was already light, lighter than most, it might of had to do with his body having grown to be ready for wings one day. But those horns? They were always such a burden. Sure they did wonders for helping him train and get stronger, but to really feel the strain be taken back that much was... incredible.]

[The trickle continues to edge over his skin, like a cold wind pulling up goosebumps. Summoner closes his eyes, moving his hands up to feel either horn and... they're... Smaller. A great deal smaller. About the size they had been when he was but 4 to 6 sweeps older. He swallows, opening his eyes, and slowly moves his hands up to actually touch the tips of them.]

Oh... By the pants of Signless...

...what about Signless's pants?

[Zelda surveys her work. Good, it seems like there weren't any adverse affects. She wasn't familiar with troll anatomy, so she had been a bit worried about that.]

How does it feel? Do they still feel like horns should? I would not want you to lose any function.

Oh, uh, it's just a saying. Like, something you say when you're in awe.

Oh, functions?

[He pauses, pursing his lips.]

Well, horns are horns, there isn't any losing of any function when they're smaller, they're just... now that they're smaller I guess I should feel emasculated? Uhh, since the bigger the horns to more sexy we are. [A chuckle.]

Other then that... it'd be harder to do battle with them. But to be honest that would matter here, I just... now I can do things.

[Man, he is really excited, he can't stop pricking his fingers on the tips.]

How long will it last?

[DOES THAT MAKE HORNS LIKE PENISES?]

[But she... she touched it! Augh!]

It should last as long as you're near me. I will enchant something for you later so that you don't have to stay with me for it to be effective. Let's... follow these footprints, shall we?

[She moves ahead a little jerkily.]

[...Not... not like that, but okay sure. He doesn't notice her sudden discomfort, he's too excited and preoccupied. Another thing he does notice, is the smaller size makes the full length of them actually have feeling. Nothing extreme, but they're no longer completely numb anymore! And that's actually, uh, pretty nice. He'll stop touching them now.]

[Yep.]

Oh, yeah, sure.

[He lets out a nervous laugh and nods. Oh man, nodding it hard now, it takes barely any effort. Everything is so different and beautiful and nothing hurts at all.]

[His happiness relaxes her some. It didn't really matter what horns meant, did it? She hadn't been touching them with any sort of sexual intent. Smiling, she motions for him to come with her as she follows the trail of footprints wherever it may lead.]

I do wish I was better with tracking. I can't tell how long it's been since these were made.

[He follows, eyes up and looking around and well, just getting used to moving around without all that weight on him. Summoner's lips are in an unending smile as he even walks with a slight sway to his steps.]

[Eventually, Zelda would notice, the footsteps lead to a wall. It looks like there's a discoloured spot on the wall.]

[Link's first reaction would have been to bomb the wall, but Zelda is more cautious. She runs her fingers over it carefully, feeling for any cracks or loose bricks to press.]

There may be a passage here. It might also be a trap, though... would you be able to move quickly if that were the case?

[Bombing the wall would probably be a bad idea, better that Zelda isn't forward tumbling to that idea.]

[Further examination of the spot shows it to just be a pale part of the wall, as if something had been hanging there for a very long time and then quickly removed.]

A passage? Hmm, I dunno, the walls of this light house are not really, um, thick. I'll be okay though, you?

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Up to you if it works, but she's casting it!

Hmm.

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