[Link is, for once, lying on his bed in his croft. The feed is on and peeking out from behind one of the pillows, giving a fairly decent if slightly skewed view of what's going on ( Read more... )

[The song that plays is a sad, wistful one. It continues for a few minutes, until Link shuts off the feed.

He hasn't been able to find his descendant for a long time. The other man must be gone.]

[There's the sound of creaking leather and the light shrk of a whetstone being used. When Link speaks, it's in his friendly, blunt sort of way.]

With Myhrta and Duibhin gone, we're nearly out of the toiletries they made for the bathhouse. [The sound of the whetstone goes again, and then he contunues.] I know how to make nettle water to clean hair ( Read more... )

He's not here anymore.

[Link's voice is sterner than usual. It's highly likely that anyone who knew of his reaction to Ganondorf's presence would immediately click on what he meant.]

Or if he is, he's hiding.

[And his tone shows that he very much doubts that.

[OPTION A: audio]

[The song that comes over the communicator lasts for a few minutes, slow and strangely imperial. Anyone who knows Link would probably be able to tell that he's pleased about things returning to their natural order from this song... and perhaps that he's a bit nostalgic, too ( Read more... )

[OPTION A: video]

[There is a rustle and a bump, and the communicator comes on.


( Read more... )

[Link is standing in the mausoleum that leads down to the crypts. He's carrying a torch, because it's naturally very dark down there. The Cat Sidhe twines around his legs, purring and miaowing occasionally. Tael lazily floats around Link's head, shimmering with a light of his own ( Read more... )

WARNING for some gore! May talk about brainwashing in the comments, so if that makes you uneasy, proceed with caution.

Also placeholding! Tags will come later. I just wanted to get this up.

( Like to the armour's iron brace. )

[It's two pm on Tuesday. Link should be winding down his shift with Minako. However, his camera is facing out to the loch. The water is not as smooth and calm as usual - there are three sinuous arches standing out of it.]

Look! Do you see that?

[One of the arches disappears and reappears a few feet away. The others follow in quick sucession.Ha! I ( Read more... )

[When the audio opens, it's quiet for some while. Link, already awkward with words, struggles to find a way to phrase what he needs to say.]

...

[Eventually, he decides that boiling it down to the main message matters.]

I'm sorry.

[He closes the feed.]