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melodiesoflife2016-02-05 11:40 am
goddessofthesky) wrote in melodiesoflife2016-02-05 11:40 am
The Missing Link...
Who: Zelda & OPEN
What: Link is gone. [ooc: Feel free to run into her wherever.]
When: Feb 7th: Return from Chocobo Trip and then onward.
Where: Home (A-16), Hospital & Finally Old observatory.
Warning: Just Tears.
At first everything was normal, Zelda walked into her home with her travel bag slung over her shoulder. She was tired and was looking forward to a bath and a bed but there was something she wanted to do first. With a soft thunk she placed the bag down and then worked to unlace her riding boots. Once they were off she slipped out of her jacket and then pulled off her muddy stockings. She stepped inside and wiggled her toes against the clean floor with a smile.
“Link?” She called his name lightly as she moved through the house, her fingers laced through her hair and began to pull the loose strands of blonde into a tight pony tail. “Link?” Her tone shifted from a light tone to a worried one. She stepped through the house peeking into his room and then hers. She checked the kitchen and then the family room before walking back towards the front of the house. He wasn’t home, except that she had told him the time and date she’d return. Link would be here.
---
Her heart pounded heavily in her chest as she pulled on a lose pair of brown work boots, leaving her jacket behind as she bolted from the house. Over and over again she heard like a round in her head.
He can’t be there. He can’t be.
The words repeated again and again becoming an ominous chant in her thoughts as she ran towards the hospital. Everything ached and she felt exhaustion creeping through her limbs as she ran. The cold air bit at her exposed arms and legs but she didn’t care, she couldn’t feel it. The only thing she felt was a sharp twist in her chest as she ran.
He can’t…
She didn’t stop at the hospital steps; she took them two at a time and then raced up to where the heroes were kept. She bolted passed those who guarded the door earning her dark glares from the men who now constantly patrolled the room where the heroes were kept.
Her feet skidded to a halt, her eyes fixed on the familiar crystal shape and she felt her heart tear apart at the sight. He’d wake up again, he had too. Just because he was here now didn’t mean he would be trapped forever. She felt the presence of the others trapped, like Link, in a veneer of stone. She felt herself crumble to the ground as warm tears spilled down her cheeks. She tried to stop them but she had been trying so hard not to cry that everything just spilled out all at once. She cried and cried until there was nothing left inside of her, her soul felt empty and drained. Then she slept, her body reaching its point of exhaustion as she lies at Link’s feet.
---
A few days later Zelda can be found in the Old Observatory. She had refused to go back to the empty house, unwilling to see the home she had created with Link. Kopula began doing more work and calling in a few of his friends insisting that Zelda rest.
Zelda didn’t want to be alone with her thoughts; she wanted to keep moving, to fight of her fears and nightmares with hard grueling work. Her work consisted mostly of physical labor, letting Kopula take care of matters of state using Zelda’s signature. She had washed the floors, cleaned the stables, scrubbed down the kitchen, shook out and washed the bedding and then rearranged a few of the rooms. She was never out of things to do because once something was clean she’d then clean it again.
She didn’t smile, her expression was blank as if content with the mindless tasks that she set herself to. He’d come back and it would be fine. She just had to believe that but losing your best friend, the closest person too you, was hard; even for what might be a short time.
What: Link is gone. [ooc: Feel free to run into her wherever.]
When: Feb 7th: Return from Chocobo Trip and then onward.
Where: Home (A-16), Hospital & Finally Old observatory.
Warning: Just Tears.
At first everything was normal, Zelda walked into her home with her travel bag slung over her shoulder. She was tired and was looking forward to a bath and a bed but there was something she wanted to do first. With a soft thunk she placed the bag down and then worked to unlace her riding boots. Once they were off she slipped out of her jacket and then pulled off her muddy stockings. She stepped inside and wiggled her toes against the clean floor with a smile.
“Link?” She called his name lightly as she moved through the house, her fingers laced through her hair and began to pull the loose strands of blonde into a tight pony tail. “Link?” Her tone shifted from a light tone to a worried one. She stepped through the house peeking into his room and then hers. She checked the kitchen and then the family room before walking back towards the front of the house. He wasn’t home, except that she had told him the time and date she’d return. Link would be here.
---
Her heart pounded heavily in her chest as she pulled on a lose pair of brown work boots, leaving her jacket behind as she bolted from the house. Over and over again she heard like a round in her head.
He can’t be there. He can’t be.
The words repeated again and again becoming an ominous chant in her thoughts as she ran towards the hospital. Everything ached and she felt exhaustion creeping through her limbs as she ran. The cold air bit at her exposed arms and legs but she didn’t care, she couldn’t feel it. The only thing she felt was a sharp twist in her chest as she ran.
He can’t…
She didn’t stop at the hospital steps; she took them two at a time and then raced up to where the heroes were kept. She bolted passed those who guarded the door earning her dark glares from the men who now constantly patrolled the room where the heroes were kept.
Her feet skidded to a halt, her eyes fixed on the familiar crystal shape and she felt her heart tear apart at the sight. He’d wake up again, he had too. Just because he was here now didn’t mean he would be trapped forever. She felt the presence of the others trapped, like Link, in a veneer of stone. She felt herself crumble to the ground as warm tears spilled down her cheeks. She tried to stop them but she had been trying so hard not to cry that everything just spilled out all at once. She cried and cried until there was nothing left inside of her, her soul felt empty and drained. Then she slept, her body reaching its point of exhaustion as she lies at Link’s feet.
---
A few days later Zelda can be found in the Old Observatory. She had refused to go back to the empty house, unwilling to see the home she had created with Link. Kopula began doing more work and calling in a few of his friends insisting that Zelda rest.
Zelda didn’t want to be alone with her thoughts; she wanted to keep moving, to fight of her fears and nightmares with hard grueling work. Her work consisted mostly of physical labor, letting Kopula take care of matters of state using Zelda’s signature. She had washed the floors, cleaned the stables, scrubbed down the kitchen, shook out and washed the bedding and then rearranged a few of the rooms. She was never out of things to do because once something was clean she’d then clean it again.
She didn’t smile, her expression was blank as if content with the mindless tasks that she set herself to. He’d come back and it would be fine. She just had to believe that but losing your best friend, the closest person too you, was hard; even for what might be a short time.
Old Observatory -- after they return to Aqures; 12th Feb
She wanted to keep her spirits up but it was difficult with both Ashelia and Link gone. They had been two people who supported her, in ways she hadn't even realized until they had vanished. There was always the chance that they might come back but Zelda was never sure. She hadn't even added Link's name to the memorial, being unable to do so without bursting into tears.
"Thank you and you're right. I just... I wish there was more I could do." Lately there didn't seem to be enough.
Old Observatory -- after they return to Aqures; 12th Feb
Sephiroth too took great effort in keeping his pace relaxed --no small deal, being a solider-- as he walked a little behind but not too far from Zelda's side. The crockery made noise as it shifted atop the tray but it wasn't anything out of the ordinary; he'd done this a fair few times at home.
"The only thing that can be done is to do what you can to carry on, knowing that Link...or anyone else you care about probably wouldn't want you to be held back by their stasis."
They even sounded like tough words for him to say still, coming from a man who had often felt the weight of the lonely abyss each one of his once-friends had felt behind. It was better now than it had been, but he still didn't visit them often for that exact reason.
Old Observatory -- after they return to Aqures; 12th Feb
It was a feeling she’s been denying for a very long time.
She paused outside of a door, opening it and then holding the wooden plank back for Sephiroth to easily slip through with the tray. Inside was a couch, a coffee table and a few chairs. It looked like a mix between a meeting room and someone’s family room. She had added the more comfortable chairs after realizing that many came to the old observatory and some meetings weren’t meant for the cold seriousness of the large meeting room.
“I know. There is also the chance they’ll be back and we fight, not just for this world but our own.” She exhaled a small breath closing the door as Sephiroth stepped through. “It’s just difficult at times.” She smiled at him. “Having friends helps.”
Old Observatory -- after they return to Aqures; 12th Feb
He semi-casually led them over to one of the arrangements of furniture and lowered the tray down soundlessly down onto a coffee table. They could keep the tea and various accompaniments on the tray and preserve the clean tabletop. After all, it'd only give something else for Zelda to fall back into cleaning again.
"There is always that chance." Though really, the thought stuck a little uncomfortably in his head some as Sephiroth finally sat down; when Angeal had briefly returned Sephiroth hadn't made any effort at all...
"If there is nothing else, it's a difficulty we can all assist each other in coming through."
Old Observatory -- after they return to Aqures; 12th Feb
Zelda agreed softly as she closed the door behind her. She assumed that Sephiroth would rather speak in private and with the door closed the only interruption they’d have would be the soft knocking of moogle paws. She made her way over to the couch in front of the coffee table and lowered herself gracefully to sit. Her ankles crossed beneath her while her hands reached out to pour them tea.
With that task complete she sat with the steaming liquid in her hands, the heat of the cup providing a small measure of comfort.
“I’m grateful for all the help I’ve gotten.” She was very lucky to have so many wonderful friends.
Old Observatory -- after they return to Aqures; 12th Feb
"It's hardly a shade on what help you've given to others, I know for a fact."
It didn't need to be said that he included himself in that number. All the times that Zelda's friendly manner had always been there, if not directly at the side of his awareness like a crutch ever. He still recalls, vividly how she'd taken the time to look out for him when the majority of other Heroes had thought it a good idea to infiltrate the Heran Research Facility.
"But..." He leaned forwards to take the teacup again, resting elbows on knees, this time blowing over the surface of the water before taking a longer sip. "...that's still no reason to go through this alone."
Old Observatory -- after they return to Aqures; 12th Feb
She smiled at him. The happiness from the expression reached upward and filled her eyes with their usual warm glow which before now had been absent.
“Thank you. I know I’m not alone.”
There was no doubt in her mind that she wasn’t alone and she felt foolish for trying to act as if she was. They all have their faults but being stubborn usually does more harm than good.