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[unamvirtus]

I''ve lost some things and I can't fi nd them.

if anyone has seen small clothes... a green hat, some whit e leggings, boots and a belt, please let me know. i'm missing a white baton with/ wind carvings nad a really big leaf too, i need those back.

thank you.

[Ooc: Link has died. The leggings are the only things still up for grabs! Feel free to

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[scionofwisdom]

[Zelda's voice is cold.]

I have the leaf.

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[unamvirtus]

[Please don't be mad. He can't take her being mad right now, he really can't. He doesn't know what he'll do if she is.]

princess.

can i have it?

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[scionofwisdom]

[Zelda is trying not to be mad - though being angry is a little easier than other emotions right now.]

Yes. I will come to you.

[You aren't given an option, Link.]

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[unamvirtus]

[He almost wants to ask if she can just... leave it outside his door. He feels terrible, he probably looks terrible, and his stomach is horribly upset and he's going to throw up, he just knows it-- if he had anything in his stomach right now, he would.

But he can't bring himself to say no. She let him see her when it happened (and he doesn't want to think about that; he curls up on his bed and brings his hands to his head, as if imprisoning those kinds of thoughts from the rest of his brain), so how can he say no to her? He has no choice but to wait, and somehow... even if she is mad at him, he must deserve it. She would never get mad at someone who didn't deserve her anger.]

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[havea_heart]

i have our belt

[Herz doesn't trust himself to speak right now. He feels absolutely ill.

And absolutely livid.]

can i come to your room/

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[unamvirtus]

[Oh no. Oh no. His hands quiver so badly he can barely type, and he's genuinely scared all of a sudden-- what does he do now? He can't face this yet. He can't.]

i don'tn eed it right this minute. don't know.

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[havea_heart]

could you toell me when you know please?

[He's assuming Link's just got someone else over.

...someone he is currently insanely jealous of.]

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[unamvirtus]

[he waits ten minutes before he realizes this isn't gonna work. He's going to have to tell Herz eventually, and he's never going to feel better about having to do it, so he might as well get it over with. But that doesn't mean he feels any less like he's going to be sick.]

you can com eover.

[standardpackage]

[Jinx is currently holding your itsy bitsy boots in his palm.]

Got yer boots, Green Stuff.

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[unamvirtus]

[wow, some normalcy. How uncomfortable.]

thanks, jinx. can yoou bring them by?

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[standardpackage]

After ya' tell me what th' hell happened.

[Also, your typing skills...]

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[unamvirtus]

[Damnit Jinx! Is it really so hard to not press for traumatic information?]

can't.

[audio] | I can has leggings?

[palutenas_angel]

I don't think I wear leggings. I'll be right over.

[Don't even think of trying to respond, Pit is already on his way. Except he doesn't know where Link's place is, so he depends on luck.

He raises his hand to knock on a random door.]

Text, sure ♥

[unamvirtus]

[Pit you have the best luck ever. What the hell is this. He looks up in mild surprise at the door, wondering who it is that could be coming to see him now. He doesn't answer, instead waiting for the sound of a familiar voice to go by before he does anything to let them in.]

[commentlog] Yay!

[palutenas_angel]

[He knocks, once, twice, thrice.]

Link? It's me, Pit. I have your leggings.

[His tone is that of concern. He doesn't know what happened to Link yet, thank Palutena, but he has a strong feeling that it's something that is really traumatic.]

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[unamvirtus]

[Oh. Well, he's kind of puzzled as to how Pit found his room, but at least he knows who it is now. Reluctantly, he goes to open the door for the angel, still unable to make eye contact-- but Pit doesn't really need it; it's obvious but his appearance at the moment that he isn't feeling very well.]

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[dignifiedsearat]

You've got ten seconds to get over here and get this stupid hook back before I toss it into the ocean.

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[unamvirtus]

[About seven of those seconds is spent debating whether or not it's worth it. The next four are slipping out of his room and the few steps down to Tetra's, knocking quietly. He's got all of his clothes back by this point, besides his hat. He hasn't been able to find it yet.

He still doesn't know what to tell her, but hopefully she isn't going to ask him what happened. He knows for a fact he couldn't make himself do that.]

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[dignifiedsearat]

[Link should learn to hope less.

He'd just barely finished knocking when she swung the door open.] You're late- ?! [She's shocked at his state for a moment, but it doesn't take long for her expression to fall back to the default annoyed glare.] Well, look what the cat dragged in. You look terrible.

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[unamvirtus]

[Someday he'll realize it's not working out.

At least she didn't throw it at his face, so he'll take that as a good sign. He's almost relieved to see that standard expression, which is really weird, so he tries not to think about it. He shrugs weakly and attempts a smile, which is really quite pathetic. He is pathetic in general at the moment.]