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Ayrll knew one day she would have to go to public school to get the great adventues of making friends, enemies, and all of that lame jazz shit. Preferring to stay home where she could feel safe and take thetime to understand her studies than being forced to learn so she could pass the state tests. 

 The school Link had enrolled her in seemed to be enrouamous in her pale blue eyes matching the sky above them. A black jacket, blue jeans, and a shirt with little ocean patterns including matching blue sneakers was her outfit for the day. Witing in the office for her translator so people could understand what she has been signing the entire time. Link sure knew how to take care of his sister but... Ayrll felt down about it. She needed help so people could understand her. Refusing eveyrtime the staff had tried to place her into speical classes due to her diability not anting to get bullied for not being normal.

Ayrll knew it will happen and wished to lower the threat of it.

 Twiddling her thumbs in verous awaiting for a figure named Sheik (was that a nickname of some ort?Ayrll could never understand her brother.) to arive.

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@innalashi

There’s a gentle song in the air. The strum of her harp.

The winter air was crisp. Beautiful. The land was covered in snow now, leading her to be more bundled up than she normally would have been. An elegant, violet dress coat, and a pair of winter boots instead of heels. She’s humming along with the song, her voice as sweet as a flower’s nectar. It is her special lullaby. The song that had been with her since she was just a baby.

When the song comes to a close, her eyes open. She lifts her head, looking on to her most trusted guard.

“The glittering snow is a lovely sight. Do you not agree?”

The harp is lowered. Zelda’s smile is warm enough to melt even the coldest of winter days.

“You always look so serious. Why not take some time off, and enjoy the day? It is a perfect time to enjoy the beauty of the fields.”

[divacommands-blog]

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❝Pagani! Don’t you know who I am!? G-Get away from me!❞

How could this be happening to her, of all people? Being robbed at gunpoint! What could have lead to this?

La Carlotta was innocently heading towards the Opera Populaire for rehearsal when her car was stopped suddenly on the dirt road. Holding down her large hat with her hand, she stuck her head out of the window to see what could possibly be the issue. What was met was a barrel of the gun directed at her and yelling to exit her seating.

A flabbergasted gasp sounded from the signora as she blinked rapidly. How DARE anyone speak to La Carlotta this way! Unfortunately, she had to do what they said. The world couldn’t possibly lose a blessing like her! How she does everything for her loving audience! 

Shakily, her gloved hands took a hold of the handle as she moved her body to exit out of the car. A disgusted look twisted onto her features as she was pushed forward away from her escort, almost toppling over onto her large dress. Helplessly, she had to watch her luggage be pore over by these savages!

❝You’re-a making me VERY angry! So help me if you do not quit!❞

A wail sounded from the Italian now as her arms were forcibly held behind her arms. God above! What are they going to do to her when they realize that underneath her extravagant outfit is jewelry worth hundreds of francs! La Carlotta is done for!

[picorihero]

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Ever since the clash with Vaati, Link had become Hyrule’s unofficial errand boy and helping hand. Wherever he went, people asked for a favor or two---or ten. And he’d never turn them away.

But it came to a point where, as much as Link enjoyed aiding those in need, it was wearing him down immensely. He staggered forth through the woods on his latest mission. Some heirloom belonging to Minister Potho---or his grandmother. One of the two. At some point Link just zoned out while the minister was prattling on about this thing without really committing to memory what it was, or where he’d find it. 

He remembered hearing something about the woods and here he was---Lost. Just like the name warned. Link pressed forward yawning in disregard to the dangers. Dangers like moblins, for example, which still stalked the land since the Bound Chest was pried open. It seemed the creature caught onto him before the boy knew of its presence. Not until it was quite literally breathing down his neck did the he realize he was under attack.

He parried, sloppily, and stumbled away to gain a sense of the situation. A single moblin wasn’t too difficult to beat---or maybe it was two? Link squinted at the foe, trying to discern his dizzying illusions from reality. It was a tad too late, however, when the monster swung an attack and knocked the sword out of his hand sending it spinning through the bush and tall grass. The sheer realization jolted him awake and he rolled out of the way of its second swing. He pressed his hand over his belt searching for a backup plan, but none came to his groggy mind. 

[corybantiiic]

                                                  @innalashi liked the Floof’s idea!

It’d been something wildly unexpected by all parties, Zelda’s sudden death had been the talk of Hyrule for the past few days, falling ill and being entirely unable to recover and return to full strength. And along with her passing was the questions of who would be taking her place on the throne, rumors of an advisor or one of their children being put in line as one of the new royals. What people didn’t know was that they’d already decided on what was probably the last person they expected. The farm hand that people had called a hero had been asked to take up a crown instead of tending to the animals he’d grown up with. At first he hadn’t wanted to, but not only had he spoken to Epona ( as a Hylian, the sudden retinue of guards had prevented him from shifting ) but he’d spoken to Bo and the other people he was close to.

In the end he’d accepted and been ferried away from home to Castle Town in the middle of the night. The next day they’d announced him as being the next to rule and though initially there were protests, when it came to light that he had been the hero that saved their home three years prior, all issues disappeared. A week after that he was crowned in a public ceremony that he’d prepared for since he’d arrived. It went flawlessly, and suddenly he’d been in charge of a kingdom that had turned out easier to run than he’d expected.

The only thing he’d not gotten used to was the guard, usually around the corner to make sure any would be assailants wouldn’t even get the chance to learn how feral he could be with a weapon. One of them was the man standing to the right of him, watching as he took care of the horses in the stable. It was something that made him feel at ease.

“I never got the chance to ask you why you stayed. I let those who didn’t want to continue service to leave, because I can’t expect people to serve someone they don’t want to. So why stay?”

[cowardlybled-blog]

         ✦ ( sc. ) // @innalashi

lips turned downwards, a slight frown apparent across her lips. she noticed the symbol, the one that matched her tribes.  ❛ —  who...who are you ?   — ❜  the white haired female had asked, suspicion clearly in her voice. she could protect herself if he was a threat, even if for a while. she was stronger than she looked...

[theredplumber]

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[scarfbond-moved]

          a hand extends to the warrior, an offering of assistance, having thought for a moment  perhaps  he’s needed. the climb was steep, giving trouble to him, but would give the two a wide view of surrounding areas.

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