Posting two wips today? Yup that’s me! I missed the past two so I think I’m making up for lost time by posting more than one today. And where as earlier I posted some of the next chapter for Silent Ranger, this will be for my Cowboy Bebop inspired zelink au that I had posted about in previous weeks. While the other two are in the beginning, this is a bit later on while meeting with our favorite bird brain.
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Now, Link was new to the bodyguard business. But even someone as out of place as him would have thought that being an effective body guard, meaning keeping the person you were protecting alive, was to be in the same room as that person. Not stuck in the waiting room, with the only noise being the receptionists feather like hands clacking on the computers keyboard, filling out whatever it was receptionists did.
While most bodyguards would have been worried about their client, or atleast he assumed they would have been, Link as getting bored. Sure, he made a big fuss when Ms. Hyrule asked him to leave her and the smug looking Rito alone, but he was one to bore easily so being stuck in a room hearing nothing but the quarterly reports of their corporation or where the RND team should focus next year would have made him jump out the window.
But then again, even though he wasn’t stuck in there he was getting bored enough on his own.
Of course, that was before the Rito he saw earlier came busting out of his office, the same smug look on his face. Link had met alot of Rito in his life, and he knew how a beak could only show so many emotions as opposed to a Hylain, Gerudo, Zora or even a Goron mouth, usually inly limited to small smiles or frowns. But this one, even in such a small smile he looked as smug as he had seen any Hylian.
“Oh, you’re still here? I thought your charge sent you away?” He asked as the doors shut behind him.
Link made no move to sit up, only leaning back in his chair and reaching in his suit coat for his pack of smokes. “Nope, she told me to leave you two alone for the rest of the afternoon as you discussed business. She never mentioned where i was supposed to wait, so I assumed what place better than the waiting room,” When he finally got it out, he took the last one and placed it in his mouth.
“This isn’t a bar, go smoke and be a degenerate somewhere else.” The feathered man said, pulling his slate out.
Flick, flick.
He took a deep drag of the cigarette, shooting the man a smile. “I wouldn’t wanna be a degenerate anywhere else, birdbrain.”
