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Link ([personal profile] gluttonforpunishment) wrote2017-04-03 05:42 pm

Closed to [miphasgrace]

The Champions are alive. Their souls freed from the Divine Beasts, their bodies from the Calamity. Link's injured, bleeding freely from a gouge along his ribs - and several of those are broken besides, but he's still on his feet, sword in his hand still alight with energy. He looks them over: Revali, Urbossa, Zelda, Daruk... Mipha.

He's exhausted. Even with their help, Ganon had not gone down easy. It had been hours of fighting and then so long on horseback with broken ribs, every draw of the Bow of Light excruciating. He's exhausted physically, and mentally, and he's not sure what's keeping him on his feet. Maybe just the stubborn refusal to collapse.

He's shed his helmet already, and he wants to sheathe his sword, but just the idea of lifting his arm makes him more tired - his arm feels like lead, he might have broken his arm as well...

Link smiles weakly. His voice is gone - dry and hoarse, so instead he just smiles and bobs his head. He's glad they're alright, he's glad Ganon is gone, but if they'll excuse him, he needs to sit down. Or maybe collapse.

His legs start to go, and it's Daruk who gets to him first, lowering him gently to the thick grass, trampled and scorched and muddy. "Easy, buddy," he says, bracing Link semi-upright.

"Are you alright, Link?" That's Zelda, hurrying to him. He's glad to see she's unhurt after her ordeal. Her dress is clean, though her sandals and feet are muddied. He nods, though he really definitely isn't alright. But he's alive, and they're alive, and Ganon is dead - or at least gone.

He looks up, past Daruk and Zelda, to Mipha. She's fine as well. He finally takes his hand off the hilt of his sword and signs - his arms are jelly, but they're stronger than his voice, "I'm really tired." He sags against Daruk. The Goron is warm even if he's a bit too hard to be comfortable to lean against. His hands fall into his lap and he blinks tiredly. He's not sure even Mipha - if she's even strong enough yet - will be able to heal all this, but he doesn't care. He has time to recover.
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[personal profile] miphasgrace 2017-04-11 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
The sound of Link's actual voice startles her.

"I'm--" She catches herself before she makes the same excuse she's heard before. Compared to Link or even Zelda, she can say she's fine, but if he's noticed enough in his own state to be concerned, she hardly has a leg to stand on. Constant draining of her magic power just after being returned to her physical form isn't exactly healthy.

Looking down at him, her smile turns apologetic. He still looks haggard and she can't help how she feels, nor her instinct to follow the promise she'd made him. "...I just want to do the most I'm able for you."

But she knows they're right, and with his pain being somewhat managed by the medication, the blue glow from her power disappears. Glancing down as her hand curls over his, she can tell what made him speak up.

Still, she can't sit idly by, feeling useless as she recharges. So she offers the healer even the slightest help that won't be a drain on her own health. "Please, at the very least I can assist."
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[personal profile] miphasgrace 2017-04-11 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
Mipha can't help but duck her head bashfully at that, silent but happy. To be reminded of this second chance they've been granted, with Link's silent reaction more than enough to boot.

Gingerly, she begins to unfasten the ancient greaves, loosening the ties holding them in place while being mindful of not applying any more pressure on his lower body than the armor already is. It goes a bit slow as the wagon rocks, and any awkwardness she might've felt is overridden by checking in with him to see if there's any pain. Once the plates are free, she carefully holds them in place until the wagon rides along a smooth patch to shift the rest of the fastenings loose from underneath his thighs.

With the cuisses off first, she checks the dark underarmor for any tears, lacerations, or signs of blood before moving on to his greaves.
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[personal profile] miphasgrace 2017-04-12 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
The jar is easy to find. Mipha opens it and dips her fingers into the salve to collect a good amount. "It's a little cold," she warns, before picking a spot on one leg where the bruising is particularly bad and slowly introducing the balm to his skin. Spreading it out to cover the bulk of the discoloration, her hand and fingers are even and smooth as they massage the gel into his skin without pressing too hard on the tender injuries.

She repeats the process, working on each part of Link's legs in parallel with each other. Her hands move as softly and delicately as they do when she heals -- which, admittedly, is something she has to squash the urge to do upon seeing and feeling out his battered and discolored legs.

The undersides and his left ankle are tougher, if only because she's trying not to hurt him any more. Reaching around to the underside of his calves are the easiest without having to lift them much, and as she's holding them steady to finish covering the bruises there, she asks, "Does that feel any better?"
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[personal profile] miphasgrace 2017-04-13 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
Finishing the rub on his left calf, she hesitates to let it down in place where it was. Instead she looks around the back of the wagon for a sack or pillow that wasn't being used in Link's makeshift bed and slides it underneath to pillow his ankle.

"We can keep it elevated, at least..." Judging from his wince, tightly bandaging it doesn't seem like a good idea without stable ground, now that his armor's off and not compressing the injury.

Mipha stays where she is, putting the jar of balm to the side and keeping his leg and the pillow steady. "His arm will need to be set, too," she remembers. She can tell the same as the healer's thinking and knows the rest of his armor isn't coming off yet. The only visible part of his torso that she can see is where the armor had failed along his ribs, and aside from the messily sealed gouge there's not much to tell.
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[personal profile] miphasgrace 2017-04-14 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
Compared to the pace at which they initially assessed his injuries, hearing her say that—with a smile, no less—is refreshing and relieving. Despite not being out of the proverbial woods just yet, things are looking considerably more optimistic; the wounds most likely hidden underneath his armor may be serious, but are as treatable as the rest of them, with two competent healers and time.

Mipha smiles and nods pointedly at the other healer, acknowledging and agreeing to the plan. When she's ready to, they carefully maneuver around Link in the back of the wagon to switch places. Kneeling close to him with her legs to the side, she takes one look at his face and lets out a long-awaited sigh of relief.

"This is one time I can't chide you for being reckless, is it?" Her tone was meant to be entirely light-hearted and teasing, but it's also laced with tiredness. "You came away with wound upon wound...but victorious, and alive."

She tries to fight the urge to mimic the gesture the healer had been comforting Link with, but ultimately fails the longer she looks at him. Her hand brushes away some stray strands stuck to the side of his face before resting on the edge of his forehead, webbed fingers hidden in his hair. "Whatever else there is...we'll take good care of you. ...You more than deserve the rest you've been pining for."
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[personal profile] miphasgrace 2017-04-15 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
All the emotional whiplash building up from the moment Link stepped into Vah Ruta hits her, like the dam that was threatening to break. Like the realization hit her; an 'after', indeed. Mipha closes her eyes to hold back her tears, opening them again just in time to see Link sign it a second time. To watch him say it after all this time, after her failed attempt at confessing all those years ago - and to repeat it with such conviction, with such a bright smile that betrays his current condition.

She raises her free hand and rests it against her chest, the gravity of the moment visibly moving her. A breathless laugh escapes her first; not an indication of not knowing what to say, but overwhelmed with happiness. Softly moving her fingers back and forth through his hair, her thumb stroking his forehead, she leans down closer to him with watery eyes and the widest smile she's had yet. "I love you," she repeats, almost a whisper. "With all of my heart."
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[personal profile] miphasgrace 2017-04-17 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
As distracted as Mipha is, she was two seconds from telling him not to move so much again before he manages to surprise her a second time; the sweetly gentle gesture turning it into a subdued 'oh'.

She's unable to tear her eyes away from his, nor her hand from his grasp. This is the first time either of them have been fully open with each other, and Link taking it into his hands—literally—to instigate something physical between them takes Mipha's breath away. With only a tinge of embarrassment, she leans down further until her forehead meets his and gazes at him until she closes her glossy eyes and presses ever so slightly in a nuzzle.
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[personal profile] miphasgrace 2017-04-18 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
It's weird, how many of her normal protests fade into the background. And how much of the background fades away as well. Looking into the face of the person she's loved for as long as she can remember, seeing his normal withdrawn facade disappear and ask so openly for affection... Nothing else in the world matters right now.

Except; for a brief moment, the thought of glancing away from him crosses her mind, to the healer to non-verbally confirm an action that would ensure she would awaken to continue helping. It fades away nearly immediately, just like the rest. Link needs something completely different from her right now and it's something she's been waiting to express for years longer than a century.

Of course, on the outside, it takes no more than a second or two for her to acquiesce; "Of course, Link." Though always softspoken, her voice is whispered and hoarse with emotion. Slowly, she re-positions herself to lie down next to him; on her side, her hand kept across his chest and her head resting on one of the pillows surrounding Link's...but close, close enough so she can still see his face and brush against it if she wanted to. With her hand over his heart, she starts stroking her thumb lightly across his chest.
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[personal profile] miphasgrace 2017-04-20 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
Mipha hadn't realized how truly drained she'd become until watching Link's descent into sleep was overshadowed by drowsiness of her own. She had a few moments to watch him, hear his breathing slow to a serene pace and feel his warmth under her loose hold, and smile privately to herself. The whirlwind of emotions from the short amount of time caught up with her, culminating in a contentedness of lying by his side that lulled her into a refreshingly peaceful doze.

Being roused wasn't difficult, however. By the time they arrive at the stable, the new commotion of everyone bustling about had given Mipha enough awareness to wake, albeit slowly. Her first instinct is to check on Link; his breathing, his heartbeat, that he's even still there. She makes no effort to move from her place, though, even after the wagon comes to a stop and she hears the voices carrying on outside and the work of setting up camp.

It's an abnormal feeling for her to wish to be selfish, even if only for a few moments more. But she can't help but want to savor moments like these from now on. Especially having drifted closer to Link during their sleep.

When Otoh returns, Mipha's lingering comes to an end and she knows what work must still be done. She smiles at the fellow healer, eyes half-lidded and not yet adjusted, as she reluctantly pushes herself up, wobbling, into a half-sitting position. "Is it that time already...?" she tries, her voice still thick from sleep.
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[personal profile] miphasgrace 2017-04-22 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"He might try earlier than that if we're not careful," she says, her voice fond. Reckless is as reckless does, though she's only half-joking. Once the exhaustion wears off, Link may still want to take it easy and rest after everything he's been through and his worst is done.

Or not. She's healed him too many times to truly believe that.

Looking over how much of his torso is covered by armor and they haven't seen yet, she prays they don't find anything else. She hears familiar voices outside, Zelda and Urbosa, Daruk, Revali... Wiping the sleep from her eyes, she wants to check in with everyone, but she badly doesn't want to leave Link, especially alone once the healer leaves.

"Is everyone else...faring alright?"
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[personal profile] miphasgrace 2017-04-24 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course." She nods, thinking the same thing as Otoh; though showing his usual monstrous hunger would be a good sign. And finally knowing Link's full condition will set the rest of their plan in motion and likely give everyone full relief. So long as they're prepared, and she has no doubt they are.

"If the others would like to see him, before we check underneath his armor... I'm sure their worry for Link has not subsided either." She wouldn't deny them a chance to see him, even if resting peacefully. Of course, seeing that might make them feel better, knowing he's able to do so.
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[personal profile] miphasgrace 2017-04-25 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Mipha smiles up at Urbosa, knowing full well that could apply to both of them.

"The healer gave him a few reliefs for his pain, as well as a sleep aid... His rest has been tranquil, thankfully." No fitful, unconscious agitation, and steady breathing throughout. Or so from what she's seen since waking, though she surely would've woken sooner had Link found unrest.

She goes quiet, turning to Zelda and allowing her a few moments of silence with Link. The other princess's worry is one she obviously knows well, aware of how close they'd grown before the Calamity.

"I'm sure the healer has already informed you..." she begins softly, toward Zelda, "Aside from his arm and ankle, we must still check what injuries may lie underneath his armor...

"But...he is going strong. As far as he still has to go, we will all see him through this."

It's as much of a pep talk for Zelda's sake as it is for her own.
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[personal profile] miphasgrace 2017-04-27 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Mipha only shakes her head good-naturedly. Revali's one-sided competitiveness towards Link was and still is exasperating, but she knows after Vah Medoh how the Rito's views changed. Even now, she suspects he at least somewhat cares about Link's well-being...even if he'll never admit it.

"I will," she nods at Zelda, though fully agrees with Urbosa's statement. "He will have to be awoken soon...I'll tell him you both checked up on him. I'm sure Link will want to see you well-rested, too."

And regardless if anything serious turns up after their second medical prognosis, the other princess will be the first person Mipha wants to notify. But, his progress is good, considering, and a hot meal and full night's rest will do wonders for everyone in the group.

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