Princess Zelda Hylia (
zelda_hylia) wrote in
vatheon2012-02-10 09:02 pm
Siren's Call
Who: Siren!Zelda and your unfortunate male characters
Where: Vatheon, anywhere she decides to appear (but usually just out of reach)
When: February 10th, all day
Style: Either
Status: Open
[Zelda has finally lost most of herself to the curse. She doesn't know why, but she feels like she has to sing for anyone that will listen. If approached, she doesn't stop, she just backs up slowly and keeps singing...]
Where: Vatheon, anywhere she decides to appear (but usually just out of reach)
When: February 10th, all day
Style: Either
Status: Open
[Zelda has finally lost most of herself to the curse. She doesn't know why, but she feels like she has to sing for anyone that will listen. If approached, she doesn't stop, she just backs up slowly and keeps singing...]

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Yeah. You know, what's fuckin' kickin' in your world at. Like that.
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[She gets off of Darkleer's back, giggling.]
Well, I thought it would be nice to meet Darkleer's sons, considering.
[Considering what, she does not say.]
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Language, Gamzee. [What? Even centaurs... Okay, no, this is a Darkleer thing.] Where did you find that instrument, as a matter of fact? While I am glad it did amuse our guest, I find I must ask.
[Still fiddling with that hair, ssssh. Also snorting a bit, air dusting over Gamzee's hair.]
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Found it. But like... I fuckin' cleaned it, I did.
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Perhaps it's magic. Do you sense any magic from it?
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My lady.
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[Be good and just listen to the nice lady, Gamzee, Darkleer is trying to make her a mommy and needs to impress her. But his attention is distracted when he hears hoofbeats, and he looks up to smile at Equius.]
And this is my other son, Lady Hylia. Equius, I'm glad you could join us.
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Uh, I ain't thinkin' it got any fuckin' magic. Can't really up and tell.
[He is a faun! He prances! He doesn't know magic.]
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It's a pleasure to meet you, Equius.
[She inclines her head to him politely before setting her sights on that flute, sensing for any magic. She did so love magical instruments.]
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[What is this, Dad? What are you up to?]