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[scionofwisdom]

[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. >>))

Comments

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

I wasn't aware you played.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

It is something I was taught when young as a rule. I have recently picked up the habit again.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

You're very talented.

[Keep playing. He likes it.]

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

I am pleased it meets with your approval. [She doesn't plan on stopping, not yet anyway.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Are you? I did not think my opinion sat high upon your list.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

Your musical tastes far surpass your actual opinion of other things. I can appreciate a person who appreciates music.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Hm.

[He's surprised, to be honest, considering the antagonistic nature of their relationship.]

Music is one of the few things that can be truly valued on this ship.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

It is, and it seems to be one of the common denominators among all of us.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

It contains a sense of civility, something which is lacking in some of the passengers.

[Excluding himself, of course.]

[shadesofeco.livejournal.com]

You play really well.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

[She pauses momentarily to speak. This is a voice she's relatively familiar with, but doesn't know on a personal level.]

Thank you, sir.

[shadesofeco.livejournal.com]

[... "Sir"?

Ohhhhhhh hold on a minute. Jak checks the ID and whoops, not his Zelda.]

Uh, you're welcome.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

[She's mildly amused; this isn't the first time she's been confused.]

You are Jak, correct?

[shadesofeco.livejournal.com]

Uh, yeah.

You must be ... Zelda's descendant.

[He's heard a little about this from her.]

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

I am her descendant of the same name, yes. It is a pleasure to meet you.

[shadesofeco.livejournal.com]

Likewise.

[This is slightly awkward, but he is curious to talk to her.]

Is it weird? Seeing your grandmother the same age as you?

[God only knows what it would have been like if he'd met his child self all grown up.]

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

As far as the timeline goes, we are uncertain as to her exact relations; she is likely along the lines of my great-grandmother.

It can be strange, yes; in her I see many elements of myself at her age, as I am...somehow a few years older.

...Of course, we are two very different individuals.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[Zelda cringes. She's been listening to Her Majesty and Jak. Way to feel awkward now.]

...Well.

[Back to the music. That's safer.]

Does he know?

[She means Sheik.]

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

...Well? [She's almost smiling.] I think that I would rather like to know if this is my true origin, you know.

I... am uncertain. It is doubtful. This is a habit I thought I had long forgotten.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[Composure goes out the window and Zelda chokes out her words.]

A-are you asking if Jak is... is... is...?!
Is... that...

[Wriggle, wriggle, wriggle. Zelda just wants to die. A little.]

I think Sheik... may be a bit... I think he will be happy. Not that he was not before with you already.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

[...She's definitely smiling one of those rare smiles.]

I am asking you if it is possible he may be my long lost grandfather.

[Zelda is rather amused, though she's trying to keep it toned down.]

...You think? [She sounds hopeful.]

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[She lifts a hand and draws it across her face. Zelda is not ready for this conversation.]

...Ask him and see what he says.

[That ought to make for the only the best conversation ever.

Then she pauses for a few moments.]

Hm... I do. He can act as angry as he wishes. He is a bit easy to read at times. It never hurts to have something in common with someone else.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

I will then. [Right now.]

...Is he angry with me, then? [She is glad to have something in common with Sheik.]

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[Oh, is she serious? Jak's going to kill her, in a completely non physical way.]

What? Hm? Sheik? No! What would ever make you that? You never make him angry!

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

[Zelda is always serious. Though...this is a little hard to not smile about.]

Ah, that is good news then. I am glad to hear it.