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vatheon2013-08-04 09:09 am
replicatedcourage) wrote in vatheon2013-08-04 09:09 am
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I can't go back to yesterday because I was a different person then
Who: Sola and Vatheon
When: The wee hours of the morning
Where: Plaza
Style: Brackets
Status: Open to all CR great and small!
[At first the Hylian doesn't recognize where he is.
There's a heavy and wild intake of breath as if he doesn't expect for his lungs to expand. He scrambles for the nearest cover, nearly bowling over a hapless towel vendor in the process. He merges into the shadow of a building, nothing visible aside from piercing red eyes as he finally pauses to take in his surroundings, tense and suspicious.
What had Link done? He'd thought he'd been done for, that Ganon's resurrection was a failure purely because again he hadn't been able to spill the hero's blood. And he'd had so much time to plan, to send minions and monsters after him all along, to observe and prepare. But maybe that had been the problem, he'd waited too long. He should have attacked at the beginning when he'd been- well, not weak, he'd still defeated the Demon King, but when Link had his guard down during the reconstruction...
Dark Link's train of thought grinds to a halt as he finally connects where he is, as the jumble of memories he'd ignored suddenly appearing in his mind in favor of adrenaline still surging from his life or death battle start to sort themselves out slowly. They're hardly finished, but he knows this place now. He recognizes it.
Still standing in the shadows but no longer a part of them, Dark Link just stares.
Vatheon.
Home.]
When: The wee hours of the morning
Where: Plaza
Style: Brackets
Status: Open to all CR great and small!
[At first the Hylian doesn't recognize where he is.
There's a heavy and wild intake of breath as if he doesn't expect for his lungs to expand. He scrambles for the nearest cover, nearly bowling over a hapless towel vendor in the process. He merges into the shadow of a building, nothing visible aside from piercing red eyes as he finally pauses to take in his surroundings, tense and suspicious.
What had Link done? He'd thought he'd been done for, that Ganon's resurrection was a failure purely because again he hadn't been able to spill the hero's blood. And he'd had so much time to plan, to send minions and monsters after him all along, to observe and prepare. But maybe that had been the problem, he'd waited too long. He should have attacked at the beginning when he'd been- well, not weak, he'd still defeated the Demon King, but when Link had his guard down during the reconstruction...
Dark Link's train of thought grinds to a halt as he finally connects where he is, as the jumble of memories he'd ignored suddenly appearing in his mind in favor of adrenaline still surging from his life or death battle start to sort themselves out slowly. They're hardly finished, but he knows this place now. He recognizes it.
Still standing in the shadows but no longer a part of them, Dark Link just stares.
Vatheon.
Home.]
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After that moment he returns the hug, hiding his face in Darkleer's bulk and winding fingers in his shirt, clinging to that bright spot of familial affection he hadn't known he'd been missing until he remembered it.]
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Would you like to come visit the horses? Just to catch your breath.
[It can take a bit to get used to being here again. He's seen it far too many times.]
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It's been years, for me.
[His voice is softer.]
I didn't remember until I came back.
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Come. [He holds out his hand.] We'll get you somewhere quiet.
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Which way?
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It's up on the island. It seemed the safest space for them, all things considering.
[He starts to lead him in its direction.]
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There's more room for them up there, it makes sense. And if anything spooks them they won't hurt anyone if they run.
dkfjlaskdf this got lost in my inbox sorry
[He glances over Sola, taking him in. It's really none of his business to butt in.. So he'll save it for the time being.]
Did you eat anything before Vatheon took you?
No worries!
[It's one of the few things he's discovered since Ganon summoned him back into a body made from shadow magic. He psychologically will think that he needs food, and he can digest it just fine, but physiologically he doesn't have to. He's a shadow with a soul for all intents and purposes.
Still, he realizes that's somewhat rude if Darkleer was suggesting they go get food.]
Ahh... but we can! If you're hungry.
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