vatheon | You Naughty Devil

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You Naughty Devil

Who: Guy and way too many women
Where: Various!
When: Every curse day but Tuesday.
Style: [Action], please.
Status: Semi-closed - message me if you'd like to join the chaos!

"You would never be called this unless it was a joke. The title itself is a mystery. Is it mysterious to defy mystery?"

[Why hello there, miss. First time with a curse? That's alright, the Amazing Guy is here to boost your morale! It might seem uncomfortable, but cheer up. It'll only last the week, and you're bound to get at least one new acquaintance out of the adventure! See, you've already met him~

Steady your patience, keep your hands to yourself and he's bound to have some genuinely interesting conversations with you. ...No, really, p-please, he knows you're probably very nice but he really can't bother for a handshake right now, even without the curse. Ah, n-no, hey, stay back...!

Ah well. The man has his manners, despite how awkward he might seem. But manners can't guard the overly-friendly who find nothing wrong with a hug. Or someone who'd like a drink delivered by hand in the Host Club And that cobblestone has been known to trip one or two people up from time to time. And he might not be watching where he's walking, head buried in a book or an armful of things he's found at the Nostalgia Nook.

...]

[[ooc: This is a catch-all for Guy and the various girls he is (regrettably) getting stuck to this week. Feel free to mention which day you'd prefer, and if you want me to set the scenario, just ask!]]

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[Guy had, for once, spent his early morning up on the island. It was getting a little too cold for a proper swim (he had walked the beaches in search of something else entirely, anyways), but the brisk weather gives him an idea. It would probably be getting much colder soon, so...

Zelda will find a message on her SFC around 9am.]

Up for a late lunch?

Let me know if you're busy. If not, feel free to meet me at the elevator at 1! Make sure to bring a jacket.

At one o'clock? I will be there.

[Sure enough, she shows up exactly on time. Since the bubble is climate controlled, she never bothered to pick up any winter clothing the year before and she had to go out and get something, pairing a plain turtleneck with a mid-calf skirt and some very thick tights. Horrendously informal as far as she's concerned, but it will just have to do.]

I hope you weren't waiting!

Not long at all, actually! You're pretty punctual.

[And he's super excited to see her! He hasn't really strayed much as far as what he's wearing - a button-up of a forest green, already matched up with a lighter coat and what the store clerk had called "khakis", still well fit. Naturally, he'd gone with as thin a leg as he could manage - outside what he wore to sleep, he didn't particularly enjoy loose clothing. It wasn't very functional that way, anyways.

He's got a large thermos in one hand and a basket against the crook of his elbow, as well as a scarf tucked around his arm. You never know.]

It's a little on the chilly side up there, but it was pretty refreshing this morning. I figured we could spend an hour or two up there before the weather takes a turn, if that's alright. [He lifts the thermos with a grin.] I brought chai.

[Functionality is a concern for Zelda as well, but only to a certain extent. She still feels the need to wear a skirt, even if it's not exactly the most functional. Still, she'd never be caught in a hoop skirt or something that required a massive petticoat or anything like that.]

I don't mind it if it's a bit cold. I can always enhance the sun a little if we need it.

[She just likes going out with Guy in general, really. The princess brightens when he mentions the tea.]

Oh! I've only had that once or twice before. It's quite good!

It's a first time for me, but I've heard nothing but beautiful things about it. I'll have to take your word for it.

[But seriously, steeping the stuff this morning had made his kitchen smell pretty amazing, so he's sure it'll be fine. Seeing her excited about it just makes the choice feel a little more worthwhile, and he can't help but grin a little wider.

The Station Master seems to have already been alerted and waiting at the elevator. Guy cocks his head in the general direction as he starts to walk.]

Enhancing the sun... I don't know if we'll need it, but how do you do that, exactly? Is it the same magic you use with rain? [Magic he still doesn't even begin to understand, by the way - it's like a fonic arte with a tune and no verse to anchor it. How in the world did that even work??]

[Zelda would be all over the concept of a hymnist. Unfortunately, there was no one in Vatheon capable of singing the Grand Fonic Hymn. Lovely song.]

That's right. The Sun's Song strengthens the influence of light in the general area. If played on the Ocarina, it might even be capable of controlling the time of day. It's quite a powerful little tune.

[She doesn't just mean any ocarina, of course, but specifying which ocarina doesn't come naturally to her.]

[ This week had been .... interesting, to put it mildly. Kohaku knew that she shouldn't let the possibility of a curse ruin her for anything she had to do this week, though; she'd been here long enough to know that.

Perhaps that was why she was out here in the plaza on this day, knowing full well what the risks were and what could happen. She'd gone out to run a few errands, with a promise to Shing that she would let him know if anything happened and she couldn't make it home in a timely manner, and so far, everything was going well.

In fact, it was only going to get better! In her optimistic mind, that was. She caught sight of someone she hadn't seen around for some time! And it was with the excitement of seeing an old acquaintance in mind that she headed toward Guy when she saw him that day. ]

Hey there! Long time no see!

[ She smiled brightly at him, offering a friendly little wave in his direction as part of her greeting. ]

Huh. And with that light, hopefully the level of heat as well, huh...

[It would make sense, if it directly affected sunlight in particular.

He gingerly steps to the side, letting Zelda enter the elevator first before following right behind her, a quiet "thank you" offered to the Station Master in the process.]

An ocarina is an instrument, I take it? So what makes it different?

[Zelda smiles and waves at the Station Master. He's a nice enough sort.]

Oh! I apologize, I was referring to one ocarina in particular - the Ocarina of Time. As one would suspect, it is capable of controlling the flow of time. Pair that with the Sun's Song and it stands to reason that a person might be able to change the flow of day and night. I'm fairly certain Link did it once back in Hyrule.

[She pauses when she realizes that she didn't simply call Hyrule "home" automatically. Huh...]

...you know, Guy, it has been a year since we arrived in this place. As of yesterday for you, in fact.

[...

Well, he looks a bit baffled. He'd been keeping track of time as he remembered it from home, and he knows there was a gap in his memory on top of the differences in time, so...]

... Wow, really? Are you sure? I mean, it doesn't seem like it's been that long...

[And more importantly: is this something he should have remembered? Because he certainly didn't. 8(]

[The fact that he hasn't kept track of the time in the same way she has is certainly not something she'll get upset about. She knows he went back home.]

I'm certain. You showed up only three days after me, and I haven't left the city. You were tinkering with the communicator in the plaza. You didn't even bother to dry off first!

[It seems like a fond memory for her. That curiosity was one of the things she was really attracted to, and seeing it so openly on display had drawn her to call out to him even though she'd barely had time to get adjusted to Vatheon herself.]

[Oh wow, she remembers that? Now that she mentions it, the memory is coming back a little stronger. She'd been one of the first people he'd talked to that day.]

Hah... well, could you blame me? It's way beyond communication that my world knows. I still haven't figured out exactly how it manages to work so efficiently.

[...Putting it that way, it sounds like he puts technology over his own well-being. Which isn't entirely a lie sometimes, but that isn't something he'd ever openly admit! Granted, he remembers spending the majority of his first hour or so meandering the streets looking for Luke. The communicator had just been a distraction when he'd finally let himself stop to get his bearings.]

I remember you, though. You were pretty considerate. Almost like you weren't a newcomer at all - you honestly could've had me fooled.

Edited (WORDS) 2012-11-26 05:57 (UTC)

That was rather the idea. If a person appears to know what they're doing,they have less of a chance of someone trying to take advantage of them.

[At that time, she'd been trying so hard to keep her composure in a strange new world. She'd been polite to people, but cold. Distant. When was it she'd started welcoming others to the city genuinely?]

...you know, I was avoiding speaking with people for the most part then. I was just observing, but... I wanted to talk with you a little. I'm still not entirely sure why.

[She's hardly self-aware enough to realize the personality traits she's attracted to. It doesn't matter, anyway. Whatever her reasoning had been, she's glad she called out to him that day.]

[For the past couple of days, Bianca made sure that she was not going to bump into anyone. After what happened at the apartment, she did wanted to make sure that it didn't happen again. Yes, she was clumsy but she was going to do her best to not trip on anyone!

It was there was she saw an old friend of hers that she hadn't seen in a while!]

Hey, Guy, is that you over there!

Not every decision needs a reason, I guess. Sometimes you just do what you feel is right. Besides, I don't think I mind how it turned out.

[His smile gets just a little cheeky. But hey, it's true! And he doesn't see anything wrong with a little reminder every now and again--]

[Whether it was something enormous just swimming nearby or a hitch in the machinery was hard to tell. Upward motion isn't stopped, but the elevator suddenly lurches with a loud clang. While not enough to knock the occupants off their feet, Guy still does stumble at both the motion and noise, scrambling to keep from dropping the thermos while his other hand reaches out to steady himself before he falls--]

Edited (words, shhh) 2012-11-27 05:17 (UTC)

[...

Wow, is it just his imagination or has the elevator wall gotten really soft]

[Nope, nope that's not the elevator, that's...

that's just him being a gentleman

and groping Zelda's chest...

...

MOVING HIS HAND RIGHT AWAY PLEASE THANKS--]

[Wait.

...

...

Well fuck.

Pardon as he makes an absolutely incoherent and horrified sound while all the color drains from his face.

Let go, you block of wood, come on--]

[Zelda has no idea about the curse just yet, and while Guy's initial slip was embarrassing, she could have pretended to not notice where his hand landed. Unfortunately, she can't even BEGIN to pretend if he doesn't move his hand. Is he so panicked that he can't move? She tries to take a step back, faltering when his hand moves right along with her.]

...G-Guy?

[That's one of her breasts, wow! Her hands close down around his wrist, pulling hard.]

I-It was an accident, I -- I-I-I'm sorry, I-I can't--

[HE SWEARS HE IS NOT A PERVERT oh god no you idiot, get a hold of yourself look she's embarrassed and is he even breathing he is not completely sure right now.

He jerks his shoulder back, but his hand still doesn't move. Well, it does. But it looks like Zelda's moving right along with it.

That sure is a nice, manly shriek.]

[This isn't working at all. She tries desperately to shove her fingers underneath his and just pry his hand off like that, but to no avail. He's stuck.]

You're stuck. But how...? I didn't have anything strange on my shirt...

[The impossibility of it makes her embarrassment fade slightly for the moment as she reaches up to feel the unmolested half of her chest. It wasn't sticky in the least.]

I-i-if this is s-some sort of trick, it i-i-isn't f-funny---

[Damn it all he can't even finish the sentence before breaking into a panicked grimace. He is just desperately trying to keep his hand still, despite how much he's already shaking...

Aaaaand watching her reach up to feel her other breast gets him to turn his face away and stare directly at the elevator wall, face completely red. Let's just.... try not to hyperventilate too much, then. That sounds okay.

~~Dear Yulia just shoot him now~~]

[She'd almost forgotten about his fear. Her own surprise at just where his hand landed stopped her from thinking rationally temporarily.]

A-ahh, hold on...

[A brief flash later and Guy would find that he has his hand firmly pressed against a man's chest. If he'd ever wondered if Sheik was actually male or just looked it, being able to feel it should confirm that. The clothing was part of the spell to allow for a quick battle-ready transformation, so he thankfully wasn't left standing in that same turtleneck and skirt.]

You're definitely stuck.

[And now it is slightly less awkward than before! But she's right. His hand still isn't moving. Ffff.

He nods weakly in response, relaxing slightly... although he's still keeping his gaze away. If his other hand were free it would definitely be pressed against his face - even his ears are going hot. Nooo get yourself back together--]

S-sorry. I-- t-this wasn't exactly what I was planning. [Why would he ever plan something like this, it was like asking for a ticket to hell!]

... Are you alright? Were you hurt at all?

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