Link nods absently. "He's stupid," he summarizes, and for the normally affable Hylian that's a shocking indictment of his character. That seems to be all the words he has to spend on the subject of the Hylian monarch, however, and he switches topics. "Zelda doesn't really like Aramis. But he...
Remus's eyes close as he recognizes the voice. Musical, lilting, made for singing. Because of course; he exists for the gods to laugh at. He inhales, deeply, and slips his hands into his pockets so no one can notice them fisting, and stares somewhere just over Flitwick's head - easy enough - as...
It's easy enough for Remus to refamiliarize himself with most of the professors - there'd been some changes, like Septima stepping up for Arithmancy a couple years ago, or Vector in Astronomy, but Binns, McGonagall, and Flitwick are timeless, as is Dumbledore. The Headmaster himself rises from...
Remus glances at himself in the mirror and attempts to smile. The freshest scar over his lip pulls with the motion, reddened and aching, and the motion cuts short reflexively. The older one beneath his jawline doesn't hurt so much, but it itches, and a third on his cheek makes laughter a sore...
Link nods in response, apparently pleased watching her enjoy the meal; he draws out some wrapped jerky from a pocket to nibble on himself as he scoots a chair around the table to seat himself besides Mipha, the faint scent of cinnamon wafting from his own rations. "The cooks at the castle were...
Added an Urban Fantasy list! Also, my list in general was getting long, so I collated everything into a tab system for ease of access, and added a Fandoms List for quick searches, because man, this ad has gotten beefy.
Link smiles, in his particular way: the big, blue expressive eyes soften, his lips curl, and the steel softens in his back and those firm arms (he has muscles!). "Come with me," he says - hesitates - and ducks his head a little. "I missed you," he says, and turns immediately afterward to march...
He's a little taller - Link had always been on the short side for Hyrule, but now he actually stands a little taller than her, a change from when they were kids. The blonde hair is just as wild, getting everywhere and into everything; mussed from the trot up to the Zora Gate, strands of it fall...
Dorephan nods and pushes himself back up to his feet with a heavy grunt, settling himself back into his throne. He's no longer as athletic as he was in his youth. "Then make use of it," he says, simply. "Link will be arriving here in about two days' time; he's riding out without an escort and...
Dorephan's face immediately softens, and he pushes up off his throne with a grunt - and plops himself down on the floor, the stone ringing under his bulk. It's the closest he can come to looking his daughter in the eye, though, so different are their sizes. "Mipha," he says, gentle. "Rhoam is...
Dorephan chuckles a little, a line in his brow easing as he spots the coloring in her scales - Zoras don't blush like humans do, but there's a distinctive bluish flush they can get as their scales tighten defensively (a reflex when diving to deeper waters), which signals much the same emotion...
It's raining in Zora's Domain, as it usually is. The marble-carved walkways and drains spiral up from the lake, and the People of the Water flourish. The overhanging anxiety of the oncoming Calamity is there, but with Vah Ruta parked squarely in the reservoir above, that fear is a distant thing...
Bop, back to the top of seeking for ye! More fandoms and plots added, and listed what fandoms my plot ideas are from; realized it might be confusing, otherwise.
Jonah's response to Vulture's request is a slow blink, but he throws a leg out between her and the gap down, and then pivots to face the gaping void. His feet hook easily under the edge beneath a connected hose, and he continues idly scarfing raisins - but if Vulture had maintained outward...