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revivalproject2023-07-24 05:10 pm
researcherprincess) wrote in revivalproject2023-07-24 05:10 pm
A Royal Arrival
WHO: Princess Zelda, you, and Link is probably hovering somewhere close by
WHERE: Various.
WHAT: Zelda's exploring.
WHEN: Later part of July
WARNINGS: none at the moment. Will update if needed.
{ Don't break these pots | Agriculture Building }
Zelda can't remember a time where she was allowed to just sit and re-pot plants like this. There's a thin layer of dirt on her legs and hands but she couldn't feel more at ease as diligently works gathering samplings to try and grow on her own. It's nice knowing that she doesn't have to worry about being told off or that she's not trying hard enough. She has a freedom here that she didn't back home.
She feels a little guilty for thinking that but buries it pretty neatly as she buries the root of the plant she's currently potting. She can worry about her conflicting emotions after she's done here.
"There you are, little one." She says soothingly to the plant and sets it aside to pot another. It's a little odd to her that she suddenly has the knowledge to take care of these plants but she isn't complaining. She wipes her brow, smearing a bit of dirt on her forehead before delicately cutting a sampling from the next plant that has her interest.
{ Moving in | hotel }
Zelda wanted her own room at the hotel. Mostly due to the fact Link's room is... a bit full. She takes a room as close to his as she can manage and sets about putting the few pots she has up on the window sill and opens the window to let more light in.
After taking some time to wash up and once she's clean again she works on arranging her room the way she wants it. She frowns at the lay out of the room. It's not a large space but she's sure if she were to push the bed up against the wall it would at least look like there was more space.
She briefly considers getting Link to move it for her but shakes the idea out of her head. They're not in Hyrule at the moment and no one's going to tell her she can't do things for herself. Alright then, her mind made up, she makes an attempt at moving the bed on her own.
The frame is bolted down but that won't stop her from at least pulling the mattress off. Anyone crossing by might just hear her grunting and struggling to pull the mattress where she wants it to go.
{ Out Wandering }
Evening has set in and she's done all she can for her room at this point. However, she's not quite ready to call it a night as she wanders through Temba, her attention on the map as she studies it carefully. She's in a new place and getting lost wouldn't be ideal.
Besides, she should probably meet some more people and introduce herself since they'll all be working together to try and help the Agrii.
WHERE: Various.
WHAT: Zelda's exploring.
WHEN: Later part of July
WARNINGS: none at the moment. Will update if needed.
{ Don't break these pots | Agriculture Building }
Zelda can't remember a time where she was allowed to just sit and re-pot plants like this. There's a thin layer of dirt on her legs and hands but she couldn't feel more at ease as diligently works gathering samplings to try and grow on her own. It's nice knowing that she doesn't have to worry about being told off or that she's not trying hard enough. She has a freedom here that she didn't back home.
She feels a little guilty for thinking that but buries it pretty neatly as she buries the root of the plant she's currently potting. She can worry about her conflicting emotions after she's done here.
"There you are, little one." She says soothingly to the plant and sets it aside to pot another. It's a little odd to her that she suddenly has the knowledge to take care of these plants but she isn't complaining. She wipes her brow, smearing a bit of dirt on her forehead before delicately cutting a sampling from the next plant that has her interest.
{ Moving in | hotel }
Zelda wanted her own room at the hotel. Mostly due to the fact Link's room is... a bit full. She takes a room as close to his as she can manage and sets about putting the few pots she has up on the window sill and opens the window to let more light in.
After taking some time to wash up and once she's clean again she works on arranging her room the way she wants it. She frowns at the lay out of the room. It's not a large space but she's sure if she were to push the bed up against the wall it would at least look like there was more space.
She briefly considers getting Link to move it for her but shakes the idea out of her head. They're not in Hyrule at the moment and no one's going to tell her she can't do things for herself. Alright then, her mind made up, she makes an attempt at moving the bed on her own.
The frame is bolted down but that won't stop her from at least pulling the mattress off. Anyone crossing by might just hear her grunting and struggling to pull the mattress where she wants it to go.
{ Out Wandering }
Evening has set in and she's done all she can for her room at this point. However, she's not quite ready to call it a night as she wanders through Temba, her attention on the map as she studies it carefully. She's in a new place and getting lost wouldn't be ideal.
Besides, she should probably meet some more people and introduce herself since they'll all be working together to try and help the Agrii.
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Sometimes, she can't help but wonder if the Goddess doesn't ask too much of them both. It's probably blasphemous to even entertain such a thought.
"However, I still wish there was more I could offer."
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And it didn't compare to the hand fate dealt her either.
"You've already done more than enough," he says softly. She saved him with her power, brought him back from death. Gave him a purpose. "You...you don't need to give more, Zelda."
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"I-I don't think I know how to stop." She finally admits, maybe more to herself. Even after the calamity they still had to work on restoring Hyrule which was distraction enough from everything she'd faced in the past one hundred years. Here, hear she was, for lack of a better term, free. Free from expectations yes, but also free to sit and think about things and wonder if she'd really done everything she could have. Or if there was something she missed.
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His fingers twitch. He wants to reach out to her. But such an action would feel...presumptuous. Too much. Not something he can assume Zelda would appreciate.
Maybe if he just...lets his hand rest on the mattress, palm facing up as he sits on it. Between them. Where it can just...be there, in case Zelda feels like taking it.
If she wants to.
"Can I help?" he asks.
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She supposed her room was one, meeting the other people here, of course and helping the Agrii and they would need to go home eventually.
She would actually, very much appreciate it if Link had just grabbed her hand as the emotions she'd been avoiding all day suddenly feel ten times as heavy. Rather than grab his hand though, she uncurls herself and leans against his shoulder and tries not to think about how she's using him for support after everything she's asked of him.
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He...he hadn't expected her to do that. Hadn't expected her to lean right up against him, her head on his shoulder. She's warm.
She's trying not to think about using him for support - but all Link wants to do is be her support. He wants to hold her hand and always let her lean on him.
He doesn't hold her hand. He's still not bold enough for that. But...he leans his head, just gently, on top of hers.