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Tweak says, "Everything you know is wrong."

Link (sleepinghero) wrote in kingdomofruin,
@ 2018-04-29 13:36:00

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character: amali, character: bozai, character: buliara, character: dorephan, character: gerudo town residents, character: link, character: muzu, character: riju, character: sidon, character: yammo, character: zumi, location: central hyrule, location: gerudo town, location: rito village, location: zora's domain

So. About them errands, huh?
((Man. How about all that self-play. It's what I get for playing 90% of the characters, I guess. :p And also currently the only character who can fling himself around the kingdom in seconds, so the job of errand boy has fallen to him. Purah's really got to come up with something for Zelda.))

After contacting Zelda and ending up with a laundry list of things he needed to get, as well as a brief panic when she asked about the sign outside his house, of all things, Link shifted his focus to his new agenda: getting a bunch of girly stuff.

His life went awry somewhere along the line, and he wasn't quite sure where. As much as he missed his sister, part of him was glad his early teen years weren't plagued by a teenage girl potentially trying to cajole him into being her practice dummy for learning how to apply makeup and do fancy hair styles. There was a good chance Marin would've ended up more like their grandmother than their mother on that front, but even so, that was an arrow he'd dodged.

It wasn't even getting dressed up like a woman that would've bothered him- when he was growing up, women were the ones with the power, it wasn't exactly an insult to look like one, and he had to do that later to get into Gerudo Town anyway -it was the idea of being turned into what amounted to a science experiment that would've annoyed him. Being told to sit and stay and be subjected to whatever his handlers wanted to do would've driven him crazy.

That, and he remembered being an adolescent boy, and he knew how adolescent girls acted, and he and his sister probably would've driven each other up the wall and down each other's throats.

... he still missed her, though.

He forcibly shoved that subject aside and focused back on the task at hand, most of which was just taking pictures, but the first thing he had to do was something that he wasn't ... exactly looking forward to. For a myriad of reasons, not the least of which was 'fessing up to having not told the entire truth to Zumi and Yammo earlier about his relationship status with Zelda. Although before he could do that, he had to 'fess up to himself about it. His side of things wasn't anything he'd been... too untruthful about- there was nothing that he'd given any thought to (and fighting his brain to keep it that way was sometimes a challenge) -but he knew damn well what Zelda's side was. Sure, there honestly was the chance that the years had changed her, but he had a feeling in his gut that they hadn't. He'd probably hide behind that possibility for awhile yet, but it was something he was going to have to face at some point.

Sometimes he wished he'd worked harder at not avoiding dealing with emotions after his initial grief over Marin had passed. It'd make things a lot easier on him. His tendency to shut down had helped him save face when the kingdom's spotlight was on him, but now it was just making things messy.

Oh, hey, brain. Nice of you to drift back to that subject. Let's stay on task, hmm?

The women had made pretty good time, all things considered, as Link could see them just on the other side of Proxim Bridge as he approached it. He nodded in greeting to Brigo, who still was holding his position as guard, though what he was guarding and why, Link wasn't sure. Whatever made him happy and gave him purpose, Link supposed.

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sleepinghero
2018-05-16 02:38 am UTC (link)

The first thing he did when he was reassembled on top of the tower was take a shaky breath, followed by sitting down, because his knees didn't feel like they'd hold him much longer if he pushed them. He itched to beg the Sword to do something to at least help control when those not-his memories grabbed him and yanked him around time and space, but he knew she was already at her limit just trying to keep the dozen other men between the Hero of Time and himself from forcing their way into his head.

And it wasn't like his own memories weren't doing the exact same thing to him. Most of any of the memories dancing around his head didn't do more than jar him a bit, because they seemed so random, but every now and then, one like that jumped out of the shadows and knocked him off his feet. His own memories had enough moments like that to do the same. So he couldn't even be as frustrated with having not-his memories to contend with as he could if all of his own memories were trauma-free.

Although the implications of that particular memory were far worse than any memory Link had that was actually his.

The stand the Slate fit into to download information from the tower's Guidance Stone wasn't the most comfortable of things to lean back against, but it made his head make a satisfying 'thunk' when he smacked his head back against the smooth stone. He'd been hoping the knock to the skull would make that lingering not-his memory go away. It didn't work. A second try also failed. He didn't bother with a third, he was only going to end up with a headache if he did.

Zelda inevitably wanted to know how Ganon had ended up with a piece of the Triforce. Link had known it probably wasn't something he wanted to know, but might be important to know. Link was pretty sure he'd never heard of a better example of Be Careful What You Wish For.

Link took a few more deep breaths, held his hands out until they stopped shaking, then grabbed the Slate and retrieved his vai disguise from the inventory. He had a job to focus on, Zelda needed some things; too many miles to go before he could sleep. He switched his thoughts to what all he exactly needed to do down at Gerudo Town.

Get Zelda some clothes, ask Isha for suggestions for jewelry and if she had any fancy hair accessories that would flatter someone with Zelda's coloration and hair cut (and it was a good thing he'd had a mother who paid attention to this stuff that he remembered hearing about it all from enough to know what to ask), see if maybe she also sold make up- check with the clothing store first, that woman might actually sell some -then take it all to Riju and beg first for pity enough to not laugh at him, then for whatever advice she might have that he could jot down in the Slate's notes function.

A thought crossed his mind and made him frown. It was going to be very soon public that the queen and the Hylian Champion could travel around by what would look like magic to just about anyone else, and that meant that chancing using the travel gate at the Daqo Chisay shrine wasn't one he could take anymore, barring an emergency. Which meant going down to the Kay Noh shrine by the Gerudo Canyon Stable and walking.

Which pretty much guaranteed that the creep that made him feel desperately unclean was going to see him.

Link sighed while he got changed, chewing on what the hell he could do to get that guy to go away. Not only was it really becoming unsettling to be looked at like an object on display to someone who thought he could be bought and played with, if Zelda traveled into the town with him, she'd be going right past him too, and that would lead to one of two things, or potentially both- the creep would start looking at Zelda the same way, and then Link might actually have to kill him, or Zelda would lose her cool at him and potentially blow their cover. Or Link's cover, more specifically.

Neither of those options were good ones.

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sleepinghero
2018-05-16 02:39 am UTC (link)

An idea came to him while he was tugging on the slippers that passed for shoes, and while it largely hinged on Zelda's willingness to play along, it might still work out in his favor. Those snow boots had been awfully useful, and gosh, what a wonderful gift it'd be for that little vai's girlfriend to have a matched set. The creep had been willing to give up the sand boots for a picture of some random dumb thing up in the highlands, maybe there'd be something he'd give up the snow boots for.

All it'd take at that point would be to convince Zelda to pretend to be his lesbian girlfriend and thank the guy for those boots. It'd get him to realize that not only had he been played like a fiddle, it'd hopefully make him realize that he wasn't going to get anywhere with the woman he never even bothered to ask for her name, and maybe go somewhere else.

There was the potential that while the creep would go somewhere else, he'd be taking along wet dream mental images that Link really didn't want him to have, but honestly, he already had plenty of those, may as well give him one that'll get him to go away.

Link hated that the guy would just find some other poor woman to focus his attention on at some point, and actually ugh. That was a thought he didn't want, and made him feel moderately guilty for wishing Mister Creepy would leave him alone. As long as Mister Creepy was focused on Link, he was leaving actual women alone.

Sigh. So much for that idea.

Well, he could still ask about the snow boots. May as well rob the guy blind in retaliation for those disgusting looks. He'd just have to figure out how to convince Zelda to keep her thoughts to herself when they passed him. And keep his own temper in check. Goddess knew he had experience doing that.

Hm. Now that he was thinking about it, if he was going to keep this guy's attention focused on him and not some poor woman, he was going to have to be an old-fashioned cocktease, which meant- much to his annoyance -the make-up lessons Riju was going to be giving him to pass along to Zelda might end up going to good use for himself. Might. Maybe. The discussion's tabled for now.

Although there was something he could already do to his appearance to try to play up a 'feminine' look to keep the guy focused on him, and looking at the heat waves coming off the sands made it an unhappy thing to think of. But unless Link's tastes were that outrageously different from the average guy, women looked prettier with their hair down. The head scarf and veil he had to wear would cover most of the effect of taking his hair out of its ponytail, but goddess knew it was long enough to drape slightly over his shoulders.

But it was so hot out there. Because having his head trapped under the helmet of the Goron armor hadn't caused enough sweat on the back of his neck.

Whine.

Well. He had a plan, may as well go all out with it.

	castofthewild 2018-05-16 04:43 am UTC (link)
	Candace. Candace. What a beautiful, delicious, perfect name for this vision of glory that knelt before him. "Candace," he said, giving the name all the love and silk it deserved. "It's a pleasure. The name's Bozai. Not nearly as amazing a name as your own, but then, none are, are they?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sleepinghero 2018-05-21 04:00 am UTC (link)
	WHY IS THIS A QUESTION HE IS BEING ASKED. "I- I don't know," he confessed. "It's not something I've ever asked." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)