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holloways_keep. Let me know if you have any comments or concerns on how I'm playing Zelda and if there's anything I can do to make it better. Comments are screened, IP off and anon enable, outright flames will be deleted :3

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[Zelda's currently on her way to meet Ganondorf in the appropriate location. She hasn't dressed for the occasion in anything other than her royal regalia (though she hasn't been donning that as of late - she's more apt to be seen in leggings and a tunic more akin to Link's. It's easier to move in, get around in, and fight in). She thought of this as a diplomatic meeting between two enemies, attempting to discuss peace.

Making her way through the halls, she heads to the meeting point, feeling apprehensive. Things can't possibly end this easily.]

If there are any crew members available, I would like to place a request for a visit to the brig.

I have a few matters of business to discuss with the resident prisoner Ganondorf.

[It's TP!Zelda, alright...but she sounds several years younger, and her hair is still the light color it was from childhood.]

TPAt this point, I am beginning to suspect kidnapping. The vessel and its captain seem in no haste to return myself nor anyone else to our homes.

I must confess - there are many that seem quite alright with this. [Zelda is not.] While the ocean is beautiful, and I find myself enjoying it more often than not - I have duties to uphold at home, and continued trainings to perfect.

Does anyone have any further information about when we will be freed from our glorified prison?

[She's on the top deck, staring out at the sea.]

The stars are shining brightly tonight.

((ooc: I meant to post this last night, but I fell asleep ridiculously early. This is dated to last night, around...9 or 10.))

[Zelda wasn't amused at being whisked away to a party she had not planned (nor wanted) to attend. She had stayed the least amount of time possible, and then left. Currently, she's in the field of flowers, picking a few for her room.]

I assume all the 'festivities' are now over?

[She is not admitting she got squirted again. Nope.]

[There's the sound of fingers tapping on her comm. She's...unnerved.]

Would someone please inform me as to why this hall is filled with keese? [It's not, really, but she thinks that's what the shadows are. And she also doesn't know what hall she's even in. Feel free to find her.]

It seems as though the ship has another influx of passengers, interesting that it seems to happen once weekly.

[Her voice echos; there's a telltale sign of dripping water that signifies her location: the caves.]

Greetings to you all; I am Zelda, Princess and Regent of Hyrule. Make yourselves comfortable aboard this vessel, it is my understanding that we will be here for quite a while.

[She's not going to admit she got hit in the face with water again. Instead, she's going to just....play this on a harp she's found. She's very certain several aboard this ship will recognize it. She's not going to bother to speak over the comms until spoken to first. Enjoy your mini concert, Elegante.]

((ooc: she's in the flower field by the temple, if anyone wants to chance upon her. I am absolutely terrible at remembering what I told people my characters can and can't do, so we'll just say she brushed up with her playing by reading books and studying in the library. And practice, always practice. >>))

[Tap. Tap. Tap.

Zelda's fingers drum softly against a wooden desk in the library.]

It has come to my attention that a certain holiday season is upon us. I have...done a bit of reading up on the subject, and according to the texts...this 'Santa' quite a few of you have referred to is a but of a misunderstood character. From what I can tell, he appears to have manifested from an early 'Christian' saint that went by the name of Nicholas who was a bishop. He earned himself a reputation for gift giving which evolved and was manipulated by those of the faith.

The question I pose is this; is this particular legend itself commonplace amongst your people? Or...is it simply the belief of...this large man in red who breaks into your homes to deliver gifts to children?

Is there anyone else on this ship that possesses the ability to do magic, I wonder?

And if so -- I pose a question to you: Would you perhaps like to spar?

[There's a soft rustling when the comm comes on, it sounds rather like someone drying their face off.]

Clearly, I am still not vocal enough over this device to suit the needs of the ship. You will have to excuse my absence, fellow passengers. I do not feel the need to consistently chatter over the communication device. [She's a little irritated about getting sprayed in the face. AGAIN.]

I will be on Deck 13 if my presence is so desired.

[The comm shuts off with a click]

((ooc: Open commentlog for Zelda in the flower field~))

Current Mood: annoyed

[There's a soft noise, like water hitting skin, and it takes a moment for Zelda to compose herself before she speaks into her communicator, her voice tight and irritated.]

...Would anyone like to inform me as to why this contraption is leaking?

Sheik. May I have a word ~~or several~~ with you, please? In private.

Current Mood: blank

I find it fascinating how quickly the tables can turn in this place. One moment things are going as smoothly as they possibly can in a situation such as this, and the next...

Well.

I believe I am...justified in saying that lately my tolerance for this place is weakening considerably more and more with each passing day.

Current Mood: blank

...What is the meaning of this. [Zelda is currently extremely young, perhaps twelve or younger. And she's not. Amused. At all.]

An explanation as to why I suddenly resemble myself when I was but a young girl would be very appreciated. [By her tone, she wants said explanation. Like, now.]

Current Mood: annoyed

[The communicator clicks on, and there's a short stretch of silence and a sigh before Zelda speaks.]

I would like to ask for the crews assistance in visiting someone in the brig. [She hesitates...uncertain if this is the correct way to go about doing this.] Also, he has requested some bandages; would this be permissible to bring to him as well?

[Zelda doesn't know why she has come up to the upper decks during twilight again. Perhaps, after the things she has endured, being here she somehow misses the Twilight and the confines of her prison. They say one grows comfortable in their surroundings, and once displaced, they feel more vulnerable than before, even if the previous state was one of imprisonment.

Zelda wonders if this is the case for her. She's managed to find her items that had gone missing, it had taken quite a bit of searching, but they had gradually been located on one deck or another. She donned them all now, even the hooded black cloak she had always worn in the chilly confines of her tower in Hyrule castle.

Her thoughts are scattered with the wind, her mind is a cluster of things she cannot understand, things that she does not know if she wants to understand.

She makes an attempt to clear her thoughts; she does not want to feel such conflict within her now. Instead, she wants to enjoy the setting sun that splashes the ocean with bright orange and red hues that flicker across the water.

She shivers, despite the warm breeze the flickers across her face.]

Current Mood: cold

...Fascinating. [So, those she had spoken to were indeed correct. One was resurrected from the dead should such an event occur.]

I do not suppose...my sudden loss of clothing has anything to do with what...happened to me? [She still isn't sure. She does not want to think about it. all she could remember was pain, excruciating pain and nausea and... Well. It's best to just not think of that experience at the moment.]

At any rate, there are things that I must have back. Anyone know where they might be...?

((ooc: So Zelda's missing her crown, her gown, and her boots. She didn't have much on her when she died.))

What is the meaning of this?! [Zelda's voice, while far from panicked or frightened, is full of pain and anger.]

What...what is happening to me?! [It HURTS it hurts unlike anything Zelda has ever experienced before and it's so intense she can hardly stay conscious. it feels as though she is....dying. She is also incredibly nauseated.]

I...cannot...[There's a thump as she hits the wall, then slides down. the feed cuts out as the communicator clatters to the ground.]

Current Location: Deck 13

[There is a clunk, and by the way the person is talking, it sounds rather like someone has accidentally pressed a button on the communicator.]

What...is this magic? [The decidedly feminine voice is composed but strained, and there is evident confusion interlaced with a bit of suspicion. The speaker is examining the device, and as she begins to figure out how to use it, her voice strengthens, though her next words sound...tired.]

Where am I...? [She seems to be talking to herself, and her voice is faint; she isn't speaking directly into the device anymore.] How...odd.

[She clears her throat, then directs her voice into the communicator, fully intending on finding out just what is going on.]

Being as I am quite obviously not in Hyrule Castle, nor even Hyrule itself; I must ask for some sort of explanation. If there is someone out there that can offer that, I would be deeply indebted to you.

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