|| 10 [Accidental Audio]

[kingofthisworld]

[Splash! Sounds like somebody's taking a swim. And left his communicator on too.]


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[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

And you know nothing of their disappearance.

[It wasn't really a question, though it sounds like one. Silence follows and it's almost as if he is staring off into space.]

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head.]

Not a thing. When I was in rule, and even after sealing away the--

[His ancestor.]

Well... After all of that, the Gerudo still existed. I saw them on my way out. I saw them with my own eyes. Really... I do not know what possibly happened in the years in between my descendants and me.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[He believes he knows. And the thought makes him angry. Probably angrier than Zelda has ever seen him. His brow is furrowed and his hands were clenched tightly behind his back.

He would avenge them. Hyrule would be conquered and her people would know what it means to suffer.

But that's for another time and another world all together.]

It's fine.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[She's unsure of what to say. Of what to think. How can she even begin to offer some sort of solace? His expression reminds her of something she saw many years ago. It's the same thing she saw when she was forced out of her kingdom for her safety. It's the same expression that she's held nightmares about.

Zelda pauses for just a moment, enough to linger behind him. A gloved hand extends and she taps one of his gently.]

Strength is admirable, but the ability to admit one's weaknesses is strength also.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[He only stops when he feels her hand and he relaxes his shoulders. He turns back to look at her and he raises an eyebrow at her words.]

That, my dear, is an oxymoron.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[She retracts, a little uncertain by his movements.]

Perhaps. I find strength in one admitting his or her weaknesses. It takes strength and courage to confess these flaws.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

When I've found my weakness [Which he has none] you will be the first to know.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

Of course. If that is what you say.

[He sounds like Jak.]

Come on then.

[She offers to him her arm.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Don't tell him that. He doesn't like Jak.

He is surprised at her offer, but is not hesitant to accept it.]

Then what is your weakness, Princess?

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[It doesn't change it from being true.

She carefully wraps her arm around his, maintains a straight posture.]

My weakness? I do not have any.

[Which is a bit of a half-truth. The same things that are her weaknesses are her strengths, which nullifies anything as a weakness.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Perhaps not. But he doesn't want to hear it.]

Somehow, I am not surprised.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

Are you teasing me?

[She's smiling, though.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Perhaps.

[And he returns it. It's almost sincere and a little less sinister.]

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

I see. We both have weaknesses. I can admit I have some.

[She pats his arm in a good nature. He can be sweet when he wants to be.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Oh? So you've perceived some weakness in me? Do tell.

[An act, Zelda. Mostly It's an act.]

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

I am assuming we have weaknesses. Well, you do. I already know I do. I was just guessing for you.

[She laughs a little, though, for him.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[And he doesn't fail to notice it. She's laughing? How...odd.]

And you believe having weakness is laughable?

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

Not at all. I believe denying that you have weakness is a bit amusing.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Oh I see.

[So she's laughing at him. He doesn't like it when people laugh at him.]

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[She knows that look.]

I did not mean you specifically. Please do not take something I say like that.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Of course not, Princess. I have a thick skin.

[Lies]

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[She begins to pout, then straightens herself up. She doesn't seem to have a good reply. Once again, she's gotten too comfortable, which means needing to save face. Or something.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

You are quiet.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

I was thinking.

[She pauses and gestures ahead of them, to the thicket of trees. Nothing like the trees she remembers in Hyrule.]

Reflecting, if you will.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[He sees the thicket and glances at her.]

Thinking of home?