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savetheearth2014-01-19 07:41 pm
songoftimaendtimeagain) wrote in savetheearth2014-01-19 07:41 pm
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The very definition of 'manchild'. [Closed Log]
Who: Luke and Cinderella.
What: Luke's no longer ten. This is a problem. Naturally the first person he goes to is actually ahorse unicorn.
When: Backdated to Friday morning.
Where: Cinderella's stable. Boy is adding 'breaking and entering' to his ever growing list of misdemeanors.
[Luke had had a stressful morning to say the least.
The memories he'd received were upsetting enough on their own. He'd messed up. He'd lead Ganondorf right to the triforce and he hadn't been able to do anything about it. He'd failed. But on top of that he'd woken up in a taller, stronger, entirely unfamiliar body. His Grampa wouldn't recognize him. He hardly recognized himself, and he had no idea what to do.
Frightened and confused Luke crept out of his own house and ran. He couldn't go to Phillip. Phillip's parents wouldn't know who he was any more than his own Grampa. Before he might have sought out Gavin's help, but thanks to recent incidents Luke no longer felt that was an option. For a split second he considers reaching out to Zelda, but a pang of guilt flares up in him. He'd have to explain what happened to him. He'd have to tell her how he couldn't fix things in Hyrule. He'd have to tell her how he'd made things worse.
He could not go to Toushirou. He'd made it incredibly clear that he was no longer welcome.
Rapidly approaching the end of his list of allies, Luke remembers one that might just still work out. He makes a turn and with new resolve heads deliberately for the nicest area of town.
The walk is long, and Luke's outfit is not the warmest, so when he finally arrives in Cinderella's neighborhood he's shivering, and his ears and nose are freezing. Even with raw and trembling fingers, Luke manages to scale the fence at the back of the property. He drops down into the spacious back pasture and makes a beeline for the small stable. He's beyond relieved to see it's not locked, and he quickly slips into the stable, relishing the warmer air inside.
Rubbing his arms and face to get some feeling back into them, Luke coughs awkwardly, unsure how exactly to announce himself.]
Uh-uhm!
[He pauses. His voice is so much different. It's deeper. Louder. It feels unfamiliar in his throat.]
C-Cinderella? It's me Luke...
What: Luke's no longer ten. This is a problem. Naturally the first person he goes to is actually a
When: Backdated to Friday morning.
Where: Cinderella's stable. Boy is adding 'breaking and entering' to his ever growing list of misdemeanors.
[Luke had had a stressful morning to say the least.
The memories he'd received were upsetting enough on their own. He'd messed up. He'd lead Ganondorf right to the triforce and he hadn't been able to do anything about it. He'd failed. But on top of that he'd woken up in a taller, stronger, entirely unfamiliar body. His Grampa wouldn't recognize him. He hardly recognized himself, and he had no idea what to do.
Frightened and confused Luke crept out of his own house and ran. He couldn't go to Phillip. Phillip's parents wouldn't know who he was any more than his own Grampa. Before he might have sought out Gavin's help, but thanks to recent incidents Luke no longer felt that was an option. For a split second he considers reaching out to Zelda, but a pang of guilt flares up in him. He'd have to explain what happened to him. He'd have to tell her how he couldn't fix things in Hyrule. He'd have to tell her how he'd made things worse.
He could not go to Toushirou. He'd made it incredibly clear that he was no longer welcome.
Rapidly approaching the end of his list of allies, Luke remembers one that might just still work out. He makes a turn and with new resolve heads deliberately for the nicest area of town.
The walk is long, and Luke's outfit is not the warmest, so when he finally arrives in Cinderella's neighborhood he's shivering, and his ears and nose are freezing. Even with raw and trembling fingers, Luke manages to scale the fence at the back of the property. He drops down into the spacious back pasture and makes a beeline for the small stable. He's beyond relieved to see it's not locked, and he quickly slips into the stable, relishing the warmer air inside.
Rubbing his arms and face to get some feeling back into them, Luke coughs awkwardly, unsure how exactly to announce himself.]
Uh-uhm!
[He pauses. His voice is so much different. It's deeper. Louder. It feels unfamiliar in his throat.]
C-Cinderella? It's me Luke...
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And whoever it is knew to call her name, though the voice's not familiar. Network, a visitor whose voice she just doesn't remember or who she chatted with face-to-typing perhaps?
And then the name's stated.
Luke?!
She swings her head to face the one who's come in and with an image in her mind of a small boy with blue eyes, yellow hair, hazy outlines of all other aspects of a person's appearance that come with having seen them and it superimposes on the young sta - man! in her stable.
It all lines and scales up.
Her mouth drops open without a sound.]
...Luke, darling! [Quick and ever so slightly squeaking, pinch of air out of a balloon. She does a kind of shuffle around part of a circle to face him more fully and looks him down and up, all still quickly, that's Luke, he says he's Luke, she can most certainly see how he's Luke, this fellow is the little colt Luke!] -- You've...!
[She was searching around for a fitting comment during that trailing and failed to do so in time. "You've grown up quickly" is the laziest joke on one hand and not likely to help or clear things up on either of their ends on the other. Comes unstuck to...]
...Don't you look dashing!
[There, a compliment is better than something completely asinine, still rings with not-quite-hysteria as well this is certainly a surprise and heaven forbid it sounded like she's just having fun with him, taken as sincere or not!]
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Thanks. I- that is, I mean. Link slept for seven years, so now I woke up as an adult?
[He's not sure that made a whole lot of sense.]
I got the echo last night, and my Grampa won't recognize me now....
[He has no idea how to explain this, or how much he needs to. He doesn't know how to go about asking if he can stay here, and he most definitely doesn't know how to explain why he came here, so he's really kind of hoping she won't make him explicitly ask to stay.]
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Why, I recognize you! [Some hopeful insistence - albeit he announced himself in the first place, as a starting point, and she understands that being recognizable isn't enough - he's still changed, and to explain that demands explaining a whole other mess of spiraling ever-escalating and all the ever chancier things - she trots up to him some, a bit sideways to the chest, nodding her head in and around towards him.] I -- ...don't suppose your grandfather would be made understand! On such - short and urgent notice. -- Funny things are happening to you! No real cause for alarm - not in itself, at least! So long as it's all kept nice and secret. [Those three words pressed down to a stage-whisper.] It did work for me...!
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Yeah but...if I explained everything, he'd want to take me out of the city. We already moved once because he was worried about me, I know he'd do it again.
[He sighs and crosses his arms, hunching his shoulders a little bit.]
I don't want to forget all of this or be somewhere where I can't help.
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[A fix, it is, heavens, she's relieved all over again she was lucky with the Bells.
Speaks up with a bit of decisiveness.] Well.
If. [Lightly paws the ground once. Not a stomp but an underscoring nonetheless.] There's anything at all you need from me, dearie, you will have it! If I went and told my family I had a friend in need, they do - understand things are strange, and I'm certain they'd be willing to...
Acquire anything you may need to keep comfortable wherever you're going to keep your head down! [She certainly hopes he's only keeping his head down, surely it's got to be possible to resolve things later down the line...] - Ah - you do know where you're going already - don't you?
...To keep your head down!
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[He shakes his head guiltily and hunches his shoulders.]
I didn't know where else to go but here.
[His breathing gets a little short here, and he swallows hard. He keeps his head down, staring fixedly at Cinderella's hooves. He's trying with all his might not to think about why he has no where else to go.]