RL with Zelda - Discussions of life's little mean-spirited tricks.

[reliablekiller]

Mireille only had a few minutes to tidy up the place before Zelda arrived, but she did the best she could. It was odd that she cared...the woman had seen her in nothing but a t-shirt, when the apartment hadn't been tidied at all. And yet it did, in fact, matter

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[aerinos_aoria]

Zelda really wouldn’t have minded what the place looked like, as she had seen it whenever she had been unexpected. She was to furious with the community and the virus to care much, anyway. She was unbelievably frustrated that the virus had impaired her judgment, and Darc’s. Marriage? Really? How…humiliating, yet at the same time so incredibly disappointing that it had happened when they were affected, and not of their own accord. She gripped the necklace that was her world hop device in her fingers, attempting not to hold it too tightly. Within seconds, she was standing in the middle of Mireille’s apartment.

Zelda opened her eyes (she always closed them during hops; leaving them open left her disoriented), eyes falling on the other woman, who was seated on the windowsill.

“I apologize for the abruptness of my post, and my arrival. Perhaps next time we can arrange something not quite so random.”

[reliablekiller]

Mireille had only glanced away for a second, and seemed quite startled when the other woman spoke, spinning back around, her eyes wide. She had expected something...a noisy, maybe. A pop? Something to indicate the others arrival besides, well...the others arrival.

But she recovered after a moment and shook her head, reaching up to tuck her hair back behind her ears. "It's fine. I wasn't doing anything. What's wrong?"

[aerinos_aoria]

“Were you affected by the most recent …virus?” Zelda asked wearily. She hadn’t been sleeping well, the blasted Bokoblins and Bulbins had gotten into a fight just outside of her door the previous night, and had caused such a ruckus that she herself had had to go stop it. Ganondorf had either not heard, or had not cared. The virus had left her with something that had left her nearly incapacitated over the actual weekend, and today…well. She was livid.

[reliablekiller]

"Ah...no, I was lucky. Do you mean the one that seemed to have every thinking they were drunk?" She pushed off the windowsill and moved over to where her friend was standing, studying the taller woman.

"I take it you were?"