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paixaorpg2007-04-09 10:39 pm
kokiriswordsman.livejournal.com) wrote in paixaorpg2007-04-09 10:39 pm
Fanfare for a Hero Displaced in Time [Complete]
Character(s): Link, Luxord, possibly Carpet
Content: A hero, a nobody, and a rug (maybe) meet in a city street...
Setting: Muspelheim
Time: Midday
Warnings: None yet
A gate shaped like a leaping flame stood like a sentinel before the Golden Land. Streams of people flowed through it, and a man stood behind a desk, passing out books and strange little things the like of which Link had never seen.
The Hero of Time, the bearer of the Triforce of Courage, felt distinctly out of place among the blond-haired, blue-eyed, short-eared panoply of Paixao's citizenry. What was worse, some of the women seemed to have the -strangest- ideas about him. Apparently, something about him struck chords somewhere deep inside of them.
As he walked down the street, he wondered at the ground underfoot. He'd never seen such craftsmanship! He couldn't even see where the flagstones joined. It was a wonder that anyone could walk on them, so wondrous were they. And the bushes and grass here seemed made of rupees. Yet another wonder; he'd long since stuffed his money pouch. But now, the sun was fading from the sky, and while it seemed safe, he had never relished sleeping in the open at night.
Monsters walked at night. They craved the dark places, rose from the ground to greet the blackened sky. And when they came, it was wisest to run... because they would -keep- coming till the sun came up.
No, it wasn't wise at all to be outside after dark...
Content: A hero, a nobody, and a rug (maybe) meet in a city street...
Setting: Muspelheim
Time: Midday
Warnings: None yet
A gate shaped like a leaping flame stood like a sentinel before the Golden Land. Streams of people flowed through it, and a man stood behind a desk, passing out books and strange little things the like of which Link had never seen.
The Hero of Time, the bearer of the Triforce of Courage, felt distinctly out of place among the blond-haired, blue-eyed, short-eared panoply of Paixao's citizenry. What was worse, some of the women seemed to have the -strangest- ideas about him. Apparently, something about him struck chords somewhere deep inside of them.
As he walked down the street, he wondered at the ground underfoot. He'd never seen such craftsmanship! He couldn't even see where the flagstones joined. It was a wonder that anyone could walk on them, so wondrous were they. And the bushes and grass here seemed made of rupees. Yet another wonder; he'd long since stuffed his money pouch. But now, the sun was fading from the sky, and while it seemed safe, he had never relished sleeping in the open at night.
Monsters walked at night. They craved the dark places, rose from the ground to greet the blackened sky. And when they came, it was wisest to run... because they would -keep- coming till the sun came up.
No, it wasn't wise at all to be outside after dark...
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He should be afraid of the things that come out of it.
It had been nearly a day since Luxord had gambled with that boogieman. He figured it was time for another game.
He opened a portal of darkness behind the young man and stepped through it, smirking. "Good evening."
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A man. In a black cloak. Okay, that was different.
Only mildly less on guard, he favored the apparition with a curious, wary look. "Who are you?" he asked, blunt and to the point. The man had not attacked, thankfully, though there was a look about him that said he might.
While he waited for the answer, he called to mind the protective spell the Great Fairy had taught him. If he had learned nothing else, he'd learned to be prepared for anything.
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"How rude." Luxord acted hurt. "I saw you were new to the city and thought I might help out, maybe give you a tour." He was lying through his teeth.
It was nothing new.
"So what do you say?" He donned his friendliest smile, waiting for the boy's next move.
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Big mistake, probably, but that's what you get.
Slowly, he returned the Master Sword to its sheath at his back and hung his shield there, as well; he was in no immediate danger... or so he thought.
Gritting his mental teeth, Link bowed his head slightly. "I appologize. I've... never been in so grand a city, and this place is very strange to me."
The man's question gave him pause, but he had no real reason not to trust him... "I... guess so. I guess being guided would be better than stumbling about blindly..."
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Oh well. He could certainly play tour guide for a while if that was what the situation called for.
"Ah, yes," Luxord nodded, trying hard not to snicker at the boy's humility. "Paixao can certainly cause culture shock in some of its newest residents. I certainly hope you'll find it a comfortable second home soon." Probably because you'll not leave any time soon.
"Now, what would you like to know?"
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He'd met this person's type before; some of the Zora had similar personalities, and they were generally the more dangerous of their kindred. Not that any of them had ever attacked him; he was something of a legend among them, after all, and the crown princess's fiancee to boot, much to his chagrin.
"I have a perfectly good home, thank you very much. One where the trees are much more lively than these constructs of glass and metal."
Even if I do envy them.Something about this man was making Link's ears want to lay flat, a definite sign of annoyance and distrust. But so far, he'd done nothing to merit that... and so, he stifled his instincts, at least for the time being. He found himself wishing that he could find Navi; she would know what to do.
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The gambler smile returned as he straightened up. "And yours, young man?"
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"You'll have to forgive me for being blunt, but you seem... different, from everyone else here." Different like a snake among cuckos...
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The smile got wider as time froze around the young man. The snap had been purely theatrical, of course - what mattered was the distraction of it all.
He opened a portal of darkness around Link, watching him sink through and simply following after him. I'll wager he never saw that coming.