#tricourage

the way the younger boy talks is a bit unsettling. taunting and almost instigating, it feels as though the other is trying to elicit some sort of reaction from him. how unfortunate for him that link didn’t unless necessary. unintimidated, he crosses his arms as the other approaches, heading on the defensive (just in case). 

was he tired? yes. would he rest? not a chance. 

he gives the other a disagreeing shake of his head. there was no time to rest. he then bore his gaze onto the other, as if the other boy were deflecting. with a soft exhale through his nose, link lowers his arms. pulling out the cellphone he was given, he types out something before showing it to the other.

[you would too if you just arrived here.]

so - he won’t rest then. hanako doesn’t really? care? honestly, he doesn’t know who this is so his sleeping habits don’t matter to him.

“Well.. if you work yourself to the brink, I think we’ll become much closer muuuch sooner than you’d think.” he entirely means because if he dies from it, what’s closer to a ghost than another ghost? not in a bonding sense, either. but, there was that thing he remembers someone saying once, about how the dead get brought back to life here ❪ evidently, every dead except hanako and another one he knows. ❫

but.. he pauses for a moment so he can read the message.

... and, well, yeah. hanako did actually! he was aaaaaall over the place. so he nods while sticking his hands in his pocket as he gives a half-hearted kick to a rock.

           It’s wooden, of course, likely not any more effective than her own. But he was given a sword for a reason, wasn’t he ?  Stumbling upon him this far out in the Forest of Airaisal, she can only assume she’s intruding on the start of a heroic training session. That’s the hope, at least; because the very real possibility that he was given a sword for the same reason she was given a sword ( nostalgia ? a way to drive home her mediocrity ? ) doesn’t fit into her narrative. For the moment, she’s elected to ignore it. 

           She has a fifty percent chance of being right, in any case.

       ❛   You have a sword.   ❜   She feels compelled to point out the obvious, but after a beat or two of silence, realizes she failed to elaborate. Hakuno fumbles for the wooden blade at her side, holding it up in a careless manner that she... can’t help but assume is entirely detrimental to ‘the way of the blade’.   ❛   Can you teach me a thing or two ?   ❜   Is that rude to ask of a stranger ?  … Ah, well. 

           There was a fifty percent chance of being denied, in any case.

“you look so troubled. is it something i can help with?” although yuri isn’t someone to extend their hand to just anyone, they are sure that their feelings on entering spirale is shared; harrowing, and a bit scary. yuri slips into the role of the helper so quickly, but they’re still as guarded as ever.

Welcome!

You’ll be staying in HOUSE 108

You’ll be able to use Mipha’s grace five times a day!

You’ll be given a wooden sword!

Enjoy your stay!

❝ Oh, wooow! Look, it’s so tall! ❞ He laughs, bright and clear and careless. There’s something just the tiniest bit off about the sound, as though he’s overcompensating -- it’s not hysteria, but something about the cheerful chime of his laughter has a similar sort of exaggerated whimsy to it. Oz beams, leaning back a little on his heels to take in the wall’s towering height better. He aims an easygoing grin at a nearby passerby and the question he asks is casual and spoken with a lightness to it so that it rings innocent and thoughtless. ❝ Hey, do you think it’s climbable~? ☆ ❞

hello, link and welcome to terra!

you will be housed in twin apartments A7, where you will find a fisher price tablet and foam master sword to replace the items taken from you upon arrival.

you will also retain your mipha’s grace+ ability! no need to worry about dying, unless you do and then ragdoll into lava and no, this totally isn’t from personal experience--