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Link ([personal profile] newmemorywhodis) wrote in [community profile] revivalproject2023-02-18 12:51 pm

[Open] Log

WHO: Link and you!
WHERE: The Hangar, the Hotel, and various places across Temba
WHAT: Link searches for scientists, looks at ships, and moves into a new home
WHEN: After Link's arrival & the blizzard event
WARNINGS: None expected

The new ponty-eared arrival in Temba isn't exactly looking like a style icon as he runs around Temba, wearing the slightly oversized sweatshirt and pants that Gladio gave him. In deference to the cold, on top of that he's also tied an old ratty blanket around his neck, as if it were a cloak.

And of course, on top of that, there is the Master Sword, slung on his back.

But Link certainly doesn't let the fact that he arrived wholly unprepared for the winter cold stop him from exploring this new location.

I. Searching for quest-givers scientists
So, Link is here. He knows he's here because the Agrii want heroes to help save them from the storms. He knows, at this point, absolutely nothing about said storms, or how to stop them.

But Gladio mentioned 'smart science types'. People like Purah, or Robbie. People who might have the knowledge and intelligence to figure out what's going on. If Link's going to figure out how he's going to help...they seem like a good place to start.

So he goes looking. Maybe he manages to track someone down by name. Maybe he finds a place that looks suitably...sciency, and just figures that whoever is in there is probably a scientist. Or knows where to find one.

Either way, wherever they are, Link will find them. And then just kind of look at them, with an odd, intense yet strangely blank-faced expression.

"...Hi," he says, still staring.

II. Hangar & the ships
The ships Link found partly while looking for scientists, partly while just exploring.

When he first sees them, he just...stares. He has no frame of reference for what these massive things are. But he can't help but be reminded - at least in some way - of the Divine Beasts. But while the Divine Beasts were similarly colossal in scale, they weren't spread out across Hyrule. Not all clustered together, in one place.

Link definitely wants to see what's inside these.

Though it takes a while, before he can get into one. The first few he tries, for whatever reason, he just...can't get in. But then he comes to the one that looks a bit scrappy - the Bloodsport - and the door just opens at a touch.

He peers in. What will he find in here?

III. The hotel
In the days and weeks after Link moves into one of the Hotel rooms, a few themes will soon emerge to anyone who pays attention.

Firstly, Link clearly pays absolutely no attention to any kind of schedule; he is just as likely to leave or arrive in the middle of the night, as he is any time during the day. Though he doesn't spend all that much time in the room itself, usually spending his time elsewhere.

Secondly, he keeps bringing back things. A armfull of baconrooms. Several bunches of Chicken Daisies. Pieces of wood. Rocks. Assorted debris. Even a few small lizards, one time. Although Link soon learned - to his disappointment - that lizards don't always stay where you put them.

He also has a habit of not always taking the stairs. There's a perfectly good window, after all. Why walk down, when you can climb?

IV. Wildcard
[[OOC: Choose your own adventure! Let me know if you'd like to set up anything not covered by the above]]
tyrants_son: (thinky thoughts)

[personal profile] tyrants_son 2023-02-18 07:38 am (UTC)(link)
Felwinter takes a step back then, if only to allow Link enough room. He's still waiting as he watches, but it doesn't seem that the blond is perturbed in the least.

Fortunately- or is it unfortunately? Felwinter is patient. He wonders if the lad will explain himself, but given he's taken to just sit there, well. The helmeted head tilts to one side as though trying to figure out this conundrum at his feet.
tyrants_son: (*jiiii*)

[personal profile] tyrants_son 2023-02-18 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
To that Felwinter can agree, really. He doesn't usually speak to many people back home. Being here has opened up a whole new level to his previously nonexistent social activities.

Ah, and so the man speaks. The warlord straightens slightly at that, perhaps a little surprised.

"From home," he says, his voice sounding oddly tinny, but perhaps it's because of the helmet. "You cannot have it," he adds, in case Link was having any such thoughts.
tyrants_son: (...)

[personal profile] tyrants_son 2023-02-18 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"There are not many things of ours that come with us upon our arrival," Felwinter nods. "The Agrii sometimes find things of ours and send them our way, but only on occasion."

Well, since they are speaking, he may as well ask.

"Why do you gather so much?"
tyrants_son: (thinky thoughts)

[personal profile] tyrants_son 2023-02-19 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
Felwinter's face may not be visible, but there's something to his poise that suggest he doesn't quite buy that. He tilts his head again.

"...then...what do you use it all for?" Because surely there must be a reason for storing such manner of things as Link has.
tyrants_son: (*jiiii*)

[personal profile] tyrants_son 2023-02-19 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"So...you have no specific plan for them." That is what 'maybe' tells him. Felwinter regards him a moment longer before he finally takes a step back, relinquishing the tight space between them. He folds his arms.
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[personal profile] tyrants_son 2023-02-20 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Well, that is a given. Felwinter won't doubt that things can be made from the items he's seen Link bring in armloads but the real question is how useful those things would be.

"And...what if there is nothing to make with them?"
tyrants_son: (*jiiii*)

[personal profile] tyrants_son 2023-02-20 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Even Felwinter looks dubious of that, but he eventually shrugs. "I would advise gathering only things you need and know you will make use of. You are not the only one who may need them."
tyrants_son: (*jiiii*)

[personal profile] tyrants_son 2023-02-21 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
It's a look that the warlord meets evenly. It might very well be incredulous, save that of course the helmet hides anything. Not that Felwinter does expressions very well, but even he can be stunned.

"If you take too much, there will not be any for others if they should have need of the same thing. If you harvest too much of something, then it will not have time to replenish itself. This is especially true in this current season. Our resources are not infinite."
tyrants_son: (*jiiii*)

[personal profile] tyrants_son 2023-02-21 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
Felwinter stares back at him hard. Is nothing registering to this fellow? Where is this one from?
tyrants_son: (*jiiii*)

[personal profile] tyrants_son 2023-02-21 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
"....."

Felwinter continues to stare after Link, this time in disbelief. He has no idea what to make of the exchange, but he hopes the man does not become a menace. Maybe he needs to be put in a deep hole.