Quest 01 (Open)

[newmemorywhodis]

i. Flotsam: Scouting from the sails
In any new place, Link's first instinct is always to go up. Get high, get somewhere he can see, and then paraglide to the next point of interest. Well, with no paraglider, he couldn't do the last part. But he could do the rest.

So Link will just casually climb up the mast of whatever ship he happens to be on. If there's a ladder, he'll use it. But if there isn't, he'll find a way to scamper up anyway. From there, he'll perch on the edge of the sails, looking out over the armada of ships that make up the Flotsam.

And if you don't spot him when it's up or - or feel like braving the heights to join him - well, he's gotta come down sometime. He might drop down next to you.

ii. Flotsam: Floating markets
Link can't afford anything here, but already he loves this place.

He's already mentally making a long list of things he wants to buy - that wickedly long spear! That exotic spice! The weird glowing rock that would probably be useful somehow! But it's the clothes shops that Link ends up spending the most time in. Something with a bit of protection would be best, but he can't help but also be drawn to some more decorative options. Like that nice flowy white blouse, that reminds him of the Gerudo style...

iii. Flotsam and/or the Vault: Sword practice
On the deck of one of the ships - or sometimes in the Vault's armoury, if he's feeling like a change of scenery - Link finds runs through a sequence of sword forms. They're smooth and practiced, leaving no openings or visible weaknesses in form. It's clear from the way he moves that these movements have been ingrained over many, many years.

When the sequence comes to an end, he lists up his sword and looks at it. It's not the Sword that Seals the Darkness. It's not even comparable to most of his other weapons. But it's serviceable enough. Link can fight with a stick if he has to - he can certainly make do with this.

Comments

[poormeowmeow]

"...I dunno. They act like they've lived here their whole lives. It's strange. They don't even remember me - or a version of me."

She pouts, looking somewhere between upset and trying to act like she just doesn't care.

"It's not that they have no memories - it's that I'm not a part of 'em and they don't remember what I remember!"

[newmemorywhodis]

Link thinks about this a moment, hand resting on his chin. This is a puzzle, and a difficult one too...

"Maybe...they reincarnated?"

Which would still be strange, since you don't generally get to meet someone's reincarnation. Link knows that his own soul is supposed to have reincarnated many, many times. But there's usually centuries, if not thousands of years inbetween.

But Zelda had also managed to travel to the past. So...who knows? Maybe the Servant's Gate had time powers too.

[poormeowmeow]

"...reincarnated?" She wrinkles her nose. That could work, maybe, even if she doesn't quite understand how reincarnation would actually work in this case. She shifts her weight and sits up, letting her feet dangle over the yardarm.

"I dunno. Maybe. But why wouldn't I get reincarnated? Why just them?"

It's a big ol' mystery to her still.

[newmemorywhodis]

Link shrugs.

"Servant's Gate has time powers?" He says, voicing his earlier thought. Maybe Izutsumi was from the future. Or the past.

[poormeowmeow]

"...maybe. I dunno enough about magic to say. Never heard of someone getting shot forward or back in time before!"

Well, there was the Golden Land and the whole trapped in time thing, but that feels different than people getting a weird lack of memories (or new memories).

[newmemorywhodis]

"...I have."

Which was perhaps putting it mildly, considering everything Zelda went through.

[poormeowmeow]

"How'd that work out for 'em?"

Call her curious.

[newmemorywhodis]

"She's...home now."

There's a lot of weight behind those words, though. A sense of a much bigger story. How did time travel work out, for Zelda? Link wasn't sure there was a simple, easy answer for that.

They might have gotten Zelda home, and succeeded in defeating Ganondorf in the end. But...there was a lot she'd had to endure first.

[poormeowmeow]

"Good for her," Izutsumi responds with just a hint of venom, "Doesn't really help us out here, does it? Or give me any ideas about these people!"

She scowls. She's not angry at link or this Zelda person, more at the whole situation. She doesn't quite know what to do and that means she's lashing out a little.

[newmemorywhodis]

Link shrugs. Izutsumi had asked.

Her anger doesn't seem to bother him. Or at least, if it does, he's not knowing it. Besides, he can understand. If Zelda appeared, but seemed to be someone else entirely and didn't recognise him at all, Link would be...upset.

[poormeowmeow]

To be fair, she's not really angry at him. Just at... everything around this situation.

Her tail lashes and she frowns, her expression darkening more as she thinks about. She finally lets out an ugh and sprawls back out on the yardarm, despite the rather narrow perch.

"...all I can do is keep going. This sucks."

[newmemorywhodis]

Link makes a soft hum of agreement. It does, indeed, suck.

Then he falls silent, and just kind of exists there for a while with her. Link knows some of the things that help make him feel better. Like spending time with Zelda, or riding one of his horses, or exploding something with bomb flowers. Or maybe...

"...Do you like food?" he'll ask, seemingly out of nowhere.

[poormeowmeow]

"Well. Yeah...." She frowns, "Who doesn't like food? Not all food, some food I don't like but I gotta eat anyway."

She gives Link a curious glance, temporarily distracted from her belly-aching.

[newmemorywhodis]

Good, she likes food. Link gives a short, determined nod to himself.

He can find a way to help her feel better.

"Wait there," he says - and then hops down from the sails, landing on the deck and then breaking off into a run.

Twenty minutes later, he returns, climbing up into the sails once more. Hopefully, she's still there. If she is, he'll start pulling out of his pockets a small collection of biscuits, small pastries, and fruits, and handing them over to her.

"Here."

[poormeowmeow]

"Were the heck-?"

And then suddenly he's gone and she watches him go slipping down the rigging and vanish. She sighs and then settles back to wait, listening to the breeze and the distant rush of water. Then he comes back and she's quizzical.

"...whatcha-?"

Oh.

Food.

"You didn't have to."

But she takes a handful anyway and starts chowing down.

[newmemorywhodis]

Link shrugs. Sure, he didn't have to. But he did anyway.

"Food makes me feel better."

And she'd seemed like she could use feeling better.

[poormeowmeow]

"...yeah, I guess it does."

She admits to that and keeps munching on the food she's got. And keeps accepting more. For being so scrawny, she sure eats a lot.

"At least helps, anyway."

She pauses and mumbles, "Thanks."

[newmemorywhodis]

Link won't judge. He too is someone lightly built who somehow manages to consume impressive amounts of food.

In response to her thanks, Link nods - accepting it, but not making a big fuss about it either. And then he just stays quiet, holding onto the sails and looking out over the view below. He's clearly comfortable just staying here in silence for a while, if she is too.

[ooc: we could wrap up here if you want to! But also happy to keep going if Izutsumi wants to talk more]

[poormeowmeow]

Fortunately for them both, she apparently is content to just eat and sit in silence, watching the horizon and listening to the creak of the ropes and timber. It's oddly peaceful. Almost enjoyable, really.

[ ooc: sounds good to me! happy to wrap and pick something else up along the way. ]