#reclaimeth

@reclaimeth : ❛ you ever stay in a place like this? the walls are so thin you can hear everything. love, hate, jealousy... ❜ / from fia

respite is rarely found for the maiden, the lands between hostile and foreign to their kind ; their long-standing refusal to attach themself to a tarnished only made it worse. here in the confines of this shared space with nothing but the dim glow of candlelight illuminating both of their features, they feel at ease for the first time in many years. it is nothing in comparison to the lap of luxury they'd tasted with their former beau, but there is no deception lurking beneath the surface, nothing to gain for either of them for their shared vulnerabilities.

" i lived a very different life before i came here. " viator's fingers trail along the soft expanse of fia's pale skin, tip-toeing from her lower back to her shoulder before they allowed their hand to fall from her body. they rested their chin on their forearm, a soft exhale that flared their nostrils while they angled themself into the crook of her warm body. " i used to know court intrigue ; it used to be my job to know what happened in places like this, before i became what i am. "

❛ tell me⸺is it customary for warriors to spend their leisure hours being defeated by the ocean ? ❜ sellen yells at him from afar , watching her leader wade ? frolick ? in the water .

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"D-defeated!?" Kohga calls back, aghast, before a wave strikes him broadside with all the grace of an angry Hinox.

"Wa— WOAH!"

He pinwheels his arms wildly in an attempt to keep his balance, but fails spectacularly as he's taken beneath the surface in an explosion of foam and swirling seawater.

He emerges seconds later, sputtering and pointing an accusatory finger towards the horizon as though the sea itself had chosen to do battle with him. "CHEATING, it's CHEATIN' I TELL YA!"

Another wave, smaller this time, comes to smacks him square in the mask.

Then, somewhere between the ensuing outrage and laughter, he gathers his bearings and catches sight of Sellen watching from beneath the shaded safety of the palms. His expression brightens as though he'd planned the entire display.

He puffs out his chest and places his arms atop his hips, chin held high.

"Anyway, where was I? Defeated? Sellen, please. I'm conducting intensive aquatic combat drills, as you can CLEARLY SEE. It's important for any Yiga warrrior's training regime, you know!"

He eyes another wave swelling in the distance and readies his stance.

"And even still... maybe you should get your head outta those scrolls and books for once and come JOIN US for some FUN! ..... er, super serious training. YEAH!"

He lets out a mighty yell and charges towards the incoming wave, fully determined to come out on top this go around.

For a moment, she has a thought of folly, a thought that she must immediately humble herself.   A relief we are not of man, then.   And yet they fight in the ruins of what man has made, watching it decay and crumble more and more with every night passed. Their tools and their weapons which tarnish and expire, same as the men that made them. They, too, will go. It is as she said.   If even Heaven and Earth cannot...

       ❝ Then I will find relief knowing neither can this darkness. Neither can the evil we extinguish neverending. ❞   Daphne allows her gaze to remain distant, watching the horizon outside of the Undertaker's balcony. Her hands remain folded delicately over her middle, idle as she keeps the other company.   ❝ I suppose ones like you and I will remain until the very end, then, won't we?... ❞

What a funny thing, she thought. The end of the world. Daphne knows her world ended a long, long time ago. Arguably, it had all ended before it ever began for her. This world was not her own. At least, not in a way that mattered much to her soul. Sellen had become the only anchor with meaning to this world of their's, and even that, Daphne felt she could so selfishly take Sellen with her should this world end into the next. Hadn't she done that herself? Brought Daphne in from her ending, revived her into a new beginning? Would it be such a thing for Daphne to do, too, should the world really end as they thought?

       ❝ And what will you do? ❞   Crystalline gaze lifts to the sorceress, empty yet warm.   ❝ When this world ends...   What will it make you do? ❞

                     ❝ Survival !! ❞

The Revenant's voice rings clear and certain, dominant and forward. Crystalline gaze pierces into the sorceress as soon as she's whipped around, veil and delicate chains bursting with chimes at the turn. A hand rises ever so slowly at her side as she continues,

       ❝ While these fools would choose to believe in Gods long abandoned and stand before an unending silence beneath the light,   I   will fight so that they may continue these pointless delusions. ❞   One step and her hand cuts through the air as if to emphasize her words.   ❝ So what if they'll have nothing to believe in!?  They will survive to come up with a belief of their own, as they have before! ❞   Empassioned, emboldened by the very vengeance she was born of, it burns despite her very being lacking any warmth at all. There was a certain type of stubbornness about Daphne, a refusal to relinquish to hopelessness after spending so long being so aimless. Now that she had a purpose, she could not be swayed. She respects Sellen. She does. Her ire, however, is hard suppressed.

       ❝ They will choose to believe in the greater battle we have won and find meaning in it, or they will choose their same delusions in a different skin. What does it matter to  me  which they regale? ❞

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"Nu-uh, am not!" Kohga stomps, "it is too real! I saw it myself! I ain’t yanking’ your gears here, okay?!" He stomps again, then jabs an accusing finger in Sellen’s direction.

Sure, Master Kohga was known for his exceptionally grandiose stories, and, at times, stretching the truth juuuuuuust a little (a lot), but he wasn’t bullshitting now!

How come no one ever believed him when he was being homest!? From one of his own, no less! Ouch. Ouch! His ego may have taken a hefty blow there (not to worry, it will recover in minutes).

"It was a biiiiig, massive dragon with flaming scales, so hot I’d probably get cooked if I got any closer! And its eyes, Sellen! Big as cauldrons! They practically burned right through my mask! OH, and I swear I saw smoke curl up from its nostrils like a kitchen stove on full blast!"

His shoulders sag like a deflated octorok. "Do you really think that’s so hard to believe when Hyrule’s filled with so many mysteries and wonders as is, really, Sellen?"