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gluttonforpunishmentThe 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.
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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Date: 2017-05-11 03:46 am (UTC)She finishes what she's doing and straightens, waving to them as soon as she sees them.
She waits at the back of the wagon for them. "That smells good," she says, pushing the curtain open and stepping up. She rinses her hands briefly with a bit of water from a jar, then reaches to take the bowl Zelda offers.
Link's been propped up a bit better with more bean sacks and pillows, and his stomach grumbles loud enough time be heard almost outside the wagon. The flush to his cheeks is mostly gone, and there's a blanket around his legs and chest since he'd lost most all of his clothing to having his wounds treated.
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Date: 2017-05-13 04:19 am (UTC)Link looks much more at ease in his new position, which brightens her smile before she even meets his eyes. With the blanket, he looks snug enough for bed, but with the ever-familiar sounds of his stomach growling, Mipha knows he's in the prime mood for stuffing his face.
He'll probably have to settle for a second-hand helping, but one step at a time.
Her own bowl is set to the side as she returns to her place next to Link. This time, at least, she's not hovering over him and he's propped a little, and when she settles down Link's bowl is tilted toward him so he can put a sight to the smell. "I know this is what you've been waiting for," she says with a laugh in her voice, though she won't torture him with teasing but for a second or two.
do you ever write a tag in your head but forget to type it? that's me.........................
Date: 2017-05-19 11:14 pm (UTC)"We can tell," Zelda says with a quiet laugh, passing Otoh's bowl to her. "It's good that you're hungry, though, right?" She looks to Otoh for confirmation, then starts a little. "Oh, I should have introduced myself sooner. Zelda." She offers out her hand to Otoh, and the healer hesitates for a second, a flash of disbelief on her face that Zelda would think she had to introduce herself, then reached out to shake the Princess's hand.
"Otoh. I've patched your knight up many a time, princess."
"Really? Maybe while he eats, you can tell me some of his story?" Link may have been quiet and reserved, but with somebody he trusted, and a story to tell, he could really get going. Not that she had ever experienced Link like that herself, he'd always been so quiet.
it's like a nice surprise. gives it time to marinate
Date: 2017-05-22 04:49 am (UTC)"I'd like to second that," she says after a pause. Though granted her ability of Grace, it had been for the utmost dire of circumstances and each reunion was hasty and brief; a broken promise only partially mended after one hundred years. Meeting one of the most important people responsible for Link's continued well-being is beyond the scope of any words she could put toward gratitude. She'll have to find a way to personally and truly thank her.
Returning her focus to Link, though, she's pleased he's perked up - both at the food, and the suggestion. Silently and aside from Zelda and Otoh, she holds the bowl and utensil (already scooped with the precious cuisine Link's stomach is seconds away from gaining a mind of its own for) in an inquisitive sort of way to indicate that Link can choose and dictate the action of his own accord. Her smile goes from teasing to empathetic in the process. He's been embarrassed enough for one day, honestly, and being hand-fed like a child regardless of current injuries would be putting salt in the wound if handled condescendingly or incorrectly.
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Date: 2017-05-27 05:04 am (UTC)"Oh, that truly would be disastrous, wouldn't it?" It's as soft as the look she's giving him in return; loud enough for him to hear but not to interrupt the story in the background. She passes the spoon to his good arm, deeming it well enough to not strain eating if he's signing. But she keeps the bowl, held out for him, is ready to take over if even the little actions prove to be still too much.
Watching him eat gets her lost in a few memories of her own before she realizes she's just as fondly staring at him.
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Date: 2017-05-29 02:36 am (UTC)He might not have broken his right arm in the fight, but his muscles were overextended and strained.
Link gets a half dozen spoonfuls of the food - it could be spicier, but it's good anyways - before he simply can't pull the spoon and its meager weight back out.
He blinks at Mipha, then sighs and lets his head fall back against the support Otoh had put together to keep his head from aching too much more.
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Date: 2017-06-01 05:51 am (UTC)Mipha looks into the bowl and finds that despite his trouble, he ate more than she did. Though she could admit that her own worries were eating away at her, instead.
"I'm sorry. I know this is difficult..." she says, quieter even than usual. With his spoon, she slowly mixes around what he has left and scoops as many morsels of the meat as she can fit on the spoon. "I know how much you hate being laid up like this."
GDI.
Date: 2017-06-02 01:15 am (UTC)"Once I'm feeling better, you should go home. Your little brother is absurdly tall, even for a Zora. And they all miss you."
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Date: 2017-06-04 02:35 am (UTC)The expression does break when when he mentions Sidon, her head dipping with a humor-filled breath as she looks at the bowl again to continue to aid him with eating. Still, it's another pause before she musters up a reply, worries of a different nature going around in her mind.
"You have seen our father, haven't you?" It's rhetorical and joking, tilting her head to him knowing full well he's making light on purpose. Even so, it's part of something that's been bothering her as well. "...I know, though. To even be able to think of...of actually being able to return to everyone is......" She trails off, looking at him with glistening eyes that should tell him what she means.
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Date: 2017-06-04 03:29 am (UTC)He leans forward a little to take the bite of food Mipha offers, and spends the time while she speaks chewing. "They love you so much... They have a festival every year about the champions, and you..." Maybe he would not mention the statue, though. Let her find out about that one herself.
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Date: 2017-06-05 04:30 am (UTC)"As I readied Vah Ruta...I looked out over the Domain and wished so badly to be able to see them again...one last time." Holding up the spoon again once he's ready, she very briefly looks toward the wagon's curtains, then to Zelda, and back to him. Zora being so long-lived, reuniting with her loved ones, though older, is something some of the other Champions won't get to share.
Aloud, though, she doesn't say so. "And now it will be neither just once, nor my last. Thanks to you...you and Princess Zelda." Link might have to prepare for that festival to change to include him, no matter how much he tries to downplay it...
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Date: 2017-06-09 01:25 am (UTC)But these past few months spent traveling Hyrule, meeting people, camping with them, saving them from monsters... That's all the recognition he needs. Let his place in history be a footnote, like all the others who had driven back Ganon in the past.
"You all and she did the real work. I just swung my sword around after sleeping for a hundred years. I couldn't protect you, or Zelda, or the kingdom. I'm just a vessel for the Goddess." He focuses his attention on his lap, hands curled in his lap, anxiety rising up from his gut into his chest and throat.
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Date: 2017-06-11 10:40 pm (UTC)"...We Champions fell against the Blights despite everything we gave. Princess Zelda saved you from a fate to match ours, all those years ago... And when you awoke, despite losing everything you had...you set out to help Hyrule again. To help our people, to help us...who you did not even remember.
"And you succeeded. To boil all of that down to a few swings of your sword, or yourself down to such a shell, is..." She trails off for a minute, eyes downcast. "I am not saying these things as hollow flattery or praise... I saw what such a horrible burden did to you. I only want you to know how proud you've made us, Link. Neither you, nor Princess Zelda, are defined by what fate or the Goddess decided to lay out for you."
After years of holding back her true feelings even before the Calamity took her away, she felt an unfamiliar push to be forthcoming for once instead of dancing around her feelings. Though their earlier mutual admissions of love certainly helped, too...
But it's more than she usually can ever say on such matters, and she knows it, and doesn't want to over-push an issue he struggles with. Mipha sheepishly hangs her head with a visible tint to her cheeks, letting the silence stretch as she scrapes the spoon against the bowl to gather up the last of the food he'd left. "I am proud of you, Link, not what ties you to the legends."
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Date: 2017-06-13 05:05 am (UTC)If he lifted his head, he would be able to see both Zelda and Otoh watching him, but he couldn't even being to think about them. All he could think about was himself, and Mipha, and her words.
He stared down at his trembling hands, then bit his bottom lip, hard, until the pain was enough to make his hands go calm. "I don't wnat to be famous... I just want to be with you.... Knowing that the people I met and helped along the wya are safe now from Calamity is all the fame I need..."
He was fine being another nameless hero of Hyrule. He honestly preferred it that way anyways. He had a house on the outskirts of hateno village, which was a safe, warm place to be, without any worry about an innkeeper, or waking other people up in the middle of the night with his nightmares.
"Ater we get everything setted... I have a house in Hateno Village. A river runs right by it. Maybe you could... come live with me?" Not that he wanted to keep her from her friends and family she'd lost a hundred years ago, but there was so much history for him as well in Zora's Domain.
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Date: 2017-06-18 08:15 pm (UTC)The decision of what to do once things settled down was weighing on the forefront of her mind, even before Link had suggested she make her return after he was sufficiently healed. She knew how her family and her people would react to her return and she knew her own emotional calling just as well. Yet being united with Link...had been her heart's calling long since before they were both chosen for their roles in the Calamity.
She supposed being granted these possibilities after so long is what has her torn in the first place.
But...it was as Link said. After everything's settled. After they, their people, Hyrule has had time to process and Link and the Champions could come to their own conclusions without this jumbled mess being so fresh. And it's when her subconscious acts before she can even think; her expression trembling and eyes glossy and hand reaching for his own as the surprise melts away to reveal her gentle smile again - that's when she knew that the answer had already been decided despite the contrary thoughts running through her mind.
Her voice is low and soft and nearly a whisper, and it's all but written on her face before she can even muster the brief but heavy words. "...I'd love that."
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Date: 2017-06-19 03:26 am (UTC)He almost looks away, unable to bear the rejection, when her face changes, smile going softer and wider, eyes warming, entire face crinkling into pleasure. He relaxes, manages to swallow down the anxiety, then nods, just a little.
He smiles back, sighs in relief, then leans forward a little, head bowed. He can't find the words in his throat or his hands, so he just nods again and smiles at her.
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Date: 2017-06-22 04:41 am (UTC)"As though I would ever say no..." She brushes part of his side-bangs out of the way as she slowly pulls away, face still conspicuously clouded with emotion. Though trying to make light after the apparent scare she'd given him, the laugh her recollection summons gets likewise trapped in her throat. "After all...you had accepted the armor...hadn't you?"
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Date: 2017-06-23 03:32 am (UTC)Yes, he had accepted the armor, hadn't he? And he'd known before accepting it what it meant - at least vaguely again, anyways. "I have your trident," he says, quietly, face still leaned in close to hers. "At home, on my wall. I couldn't stand to use it... It's yours, not mine." He smiles at her quietly.
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Date: 2017-06-26 02:45 am (UTC)"I knew you had it... They--" The fact that her family parted with it after so long, after she'd communicated to them when they sent it adrift down the river and they created the festival in turn, warmed her heart tenfold. And no matter how badly she wanted it to be of real use to Link, she can hardly fault him for keeping it in the way that he did. "Though I am glad they gave it to you. I am glad you could keep it somewhere you cherish."
Omg I really forgot for weeks to tag in this /hides face
Date: 2017-07-17 04:05 am (UTC)Otoh was watching them, carefully, making sure Link wasn't straining himself too heavily after his ordeal. "Let me walk you back to your tent, Princess," she said, and she and Zelda exited, leaving the cart devoid of extra, prying eyes
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Date: 2017-07-21 04:39 pm (UTC)But she knows if it were the opposite, she couldn't bear to wear down Link's weapons when they would be the only thing left.
She closes her eyes, taking her unoccupied hands and laying them over his arm, leaving the past and what-if thoughts unspoken. Instead, she takes up his mantle of being left speechless with emotion until finally, she opens her eyes and looks into his again. "...I suppose you have something better than that, now."
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Date: 2017-07-21 08:36 pm (UTC)Just staying upright like this made his ribs ache and his head pound, and he was still desperately hungry, but he didn't care. He was here, with Mipha. They were both alive. Zelda was alive. The Calamity was dead, or banished, and next time it rose, it would be some other hero and princess who rose up to stop it.
And he was alright with that. He was alright having done this much, he could live the rest of his life easy. He moved a hand to curl over hers on his arm, then said, meeting her eyes, "You should eat. I'm going to lay down." He was tired, she needed to eat, and they coud talk about the future more in the morning.
[Let's not skip to morning ;) ]
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Date: 2017-07-26 12:42 am (UTC)Jokes. It felt so long since they were able to joke, to smile almost carefree like when they were kids. Mipha didn't just gain her life back, she's getting the wish that she shared with Link a hundred years ago as they sat atop Vah Ruta. To start going back to how things used to be between them.
With a grin to match his, she kept both hands out to help him smoothly back down into a comfortable position. In truth, she wasn't as hungry as she probably should be, but picked up her bowl again at his suggestion. It's cold by now, but that was fine - Zora rarely cooked their food. Despite her lack of hunger, and despite her manners, as soon as she breaks eye contact by tipping the bowl toward her and giving her sharp shark teeth a workout.
Okay, so she just wanted to finish quickly. It's been a while since Link hadn't eyed her leftovers and she didn't want to leave any meat in the vicinity.
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Date: 2017-07-26 03:31 pm (UTC)Most of the night passed quietly. The stable had settled down, the Champions put to bed in other wagons comfortably, and Sheikah guard patrolling the area around the stable, though there was likely no need for it anymore, with the Calamity sealed away.
But for Link, who'd spend months fighting monsters, it wasn't as easy for his dreams to settle. It was almost morning, and he was fighting monsters in his dreams. They were coming down from the hills, descending on the stable and the people and animals nearby. Link flung himself up from his bed, hand grabbing for the Sword--
and woke up crumpled in a painful heap on the ground outside the wagon. He'd grabbed his sword while mostly asleep and then forgot about the fact that he was in a wagon and had stumbled off the edge. He cried out as he hit the ground, already broken ankle doing nothing to stop his fall.
There was movement from the guards immediately and they came running - Dorian, and Cado, as if he wasn't embarassed enough.
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