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Dawn of the Fourth Day

Jul 26, 2009 11:44

[The voice that comes through is not Link's, despite the entry having his ID number attached to it. It's deep and a little gravelly, with a slight accent.]

Everyone, this is Link. Erol is in the infirmary. I'm going to be waiting there until he's recovered.

[His voice is a little strained, like his emotions are high as he's explaining this.]Don't ( Read more... )

!kevas, !sora, just have faith, !herz, !jak, !praxis, !zelda, morals and justice, !erol, hero of time

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[Commentlog] psychoticracer July 26 2009, 02:49:32 UTC

[Erol eyes the bizarre version of Link. He's on entirely too much sedation for his liking, but he's JUST sharp enough to realize that was a strange request.]

... Rocks?

[Commentlog] threedaystime July 26 2009, 03:01:42 UTC

[Since there aren't any chairs here wide enough for him to sit in, Link has his massive rocky body plopped onto the floor next to Erol's bed. Even then, his legs are short, so most of his height is from his waist and up - he can still see Erol's face as they're speaking.

And he looks a little grumpy. He's got both of his hands resting on his big goron belly.]

I'm hungry.

[Commentlog] psychoticracer July 26 2009, 03:04:53 UTC

[Erol arches a dubious eyebrow. He has quite a firm grasp on acerbic wit, even sedated.]

... For rocks.

[It's a good thing Link can see him from the floor, because Erol's movement is limited. Not much he can do with damaged chest and stomach muscles. He'll be on his back for a good while.]

[Commentlog] threedaystime July 26 2009, 03:10:45 UTC

I'm in a goron's body. Gorons eat rocks.

[He sighs and rubs his growling tummy.]

I'm not going back to normal as long as I'm here. And besides, if someone just brings me a bunch now, I'll be set... rocks don't spoil like Hylian food.

[Glances back at him. Darmani can't believe he's doing this and it's made him a little bit on edge.]

...You should eat again, too.

[Commentlog] psychoticracer July 26 2009, 03:23:24 UTC

[Erol snorts and turns his head to glower at the ceiling. It's about as dramatic a gesture as he can make.]

You're not my mother.

[It's a ridiculously childish comeback, but give him a break, he's on drugs okay. Besides... with his chest muscles ripped up, he can't so much as hold a spoon. Letting Christine feed him was one thing. Link? Not a chance in hell.]

How did you wind up in a different body, anyhow.

[Commentlog] threedaystime July 26 2009, 03:32:14 UTC

I'd rather not sit here and watch you longer than I need to. You'll recover faster if you eat properly.

[He scratches at his bristly white hair and stares at the hospital bed across from them on the other side of the room.]

Something I got during my work before I came here. It's a long story.

[Although he probably might as well explain since there's nothing else to do here but... talk to him, unfortunately.]

[Commentlog] psychoticracer July 26 2009, 04:28:32 UTC

Tsk. Nothing's holding you here.

[Erol simply does not understand Link's need to guard him. The closest thing he can imagine is that Link's trying to put him in his debt; therefore, Erol stubbornly refuses to be thankful.]

Going to be here a long while.

[The ceiling is mind-numbingly boring, even on sedatives, so he turns back to look at goron Link.]

Fine. Trade. You tell me, and I'll answer a question of yours, if I can. Yes?

[Commentlog] threedaystime July 26 2009, 04:47:58 UTC

Duty is holding me here.

[Not a true duty to him - duty to the other passengers, duty to find out more about this situation, duty to his own morals and role as the Hero. But he's not about to get into that with this man, so he quickly continues before Erol has a chance to mock him.]

...alright, fine.

[Leans back against the wall and closes his eyes, letting out another big sigh from his large lungs.]

Before I came here, I had just finished exterminating a very powerful and malicious... thing. Monster, I guess. Along the way I met a ghost named Darmani and he agreed to lend me his soul so that I could use his body during my efforts. That's the jist of it.

[Commentlog] psychoticracer July 26 2009, 06:16:04 UTC

[... Duty? Who the hell was Link's commanding officer, then? And if he had no orders, why the hell did he feel he had a duty to protect Erol, of all people?

But the boy is on again before he can ask, and sedative clears the questions from his head in short order.

Ghosts and souls. Well, it makes about as much sense as anything ELSE around here.]

Well, that wasn't a very long story at all.

[Your turn if you want it, Link.]

[Commentlog] threedaystime July 26 2009, 06:29:29 UTC

I know. I gave you the jist of it. Do you really care to hear all of it?

[Link turns to set his solid black eyes on Erol. As a goron, his vision is a little murkier and the colors more dull, but he's sitting close enough to see him well enough. Oh, does he have questions.]

Why did you do that to Herz?

[Commentlog] psychoticracer July 26 2009, 06:48:49 UTC

[Erol gives a bare movement of his shoulder, which will have to suffice for a shrug as it's all he can manage. No, he probably isn't interested in the entire saga.

Ah, now that's a question, isn't it. Certainly not unexpected, and not the most imaginative, but the answer had enough material to keep him amused for a bit.

Erol smirks almost wistfully, drug-slowed eyes focusing on something else. Fond memories, clearly.]

Short version? He said the wrong thing at the wrong time.

Interested in the long version?

[Commentlog] threedaystime July 26 2009, 06:56:49 UTC

Go ahead. That short version is hardly an explanation if you ask me.

[Crosses his arms again, waits.]

[Commentlog] psychoticracer July 26 2009, 07:36:49 UTC

[Erol smirks to himself, and idly taps his fingers on the blanket, as if counting things off in his head.]

I get... bored easily. It's been rather a long time since I did anything of the sort, yes? The Baron had arrived, but he had no orders, and so I did nothing.

Therefore I had an - itchy trigger finger. Short fuse, temper, whatever have you. Then there was that Mardamned baby nonsense.

[He glances aside at Link, lazy golden eyes acquiring a strange gleam under artificial light.]

When people talk about me snapping, they're not exaggerating, boy. I run quick and I run hot.

[This path of thought distracts him, and it takes a second to find the track he was on. Damn sedatives, where was he... ah yes.]

So there I am, all the energy in the world and no one to take it out on, and I hear him warning some girl off of even looking at me - and comparing me to Carnival, of all things. On an open channel, the same post where I'd been invited by my own lady friend to come visit ( ... )

[Commentlog] threedaystime July 26 2009, 07:55:19 UTC

[Link's expression tenses gently as Erol talks, and by the end, he's clearly showing mild disgust. He looks away and sneers, exposing his large rock-grinding Goron teeth.]

You're a monster. I'd kill you in a second.

[Commentlog] psychoticracer July 26 2009, 08:16:25 UTC

[Erol simply CANNOT stop the smirk that creeps onto his face.]

Yet here you are guarding me.

That cannot be good for your blood pressure.

[Commentlog] threedaystime July 26 2009, 08:24:33 UTC

Shut up.

[Link growls and keeps his eyes away from him, his disgust and hidden fear keeping him from meet his gaze. He can feel Darmani's repulsion mixing with his own, as well.]

I'm not just doing you a favor by doing this. I've dealt with something like this before. I'm not going to make the same mistake a second time.

[Link's vivid child's imagination is already forming pictures in his head of what the situation must have looked like. Herz...]

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