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Post by shiftyPotentate on Sept 10, 2010 13:41:34 GMT -5
Sain frowned back. "Well, you had a holy necklace around your neck but it vanished when I tried to touch it," he said, mimicking her sarcasm. He was starting to disdain her attitude. And her glances toward the sword only made him more uneasy.
In a distant part of the area, Roy was busy stumbling around in the woods.
"Why can't I escape from here?" No matter which way he went, every area seemed like the one he had just left. "Urgh, it's hopeless!" He continued to wander blindly through the woods.
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Post by mugenginga on Sept 10, 2010 13:48:03 GMT -5
Sain's sarcasm was met with a blank look. Not anger or further attitude, like he was probably expecting. She reached up and felt around her neck, as if feeling for the "necklace" he'd mentioned. Necklace... necklace... she couldn't remember anything like that in those stories, but it wasn't like it all had to be related to that, right? She looked up at Sain. She seemed almost panicked, but a bit of firm anger managed to come through as well.
"Don't just say something like that!" She shouted, "What did it look like!?"
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Post by shiftyPotentate on Sept 20, 2010 17:12:50 GMT -5
Sain blinked. He had mentioned it in partial sarcasm... but then again, there had been some sort of necklace on her. It looked more... ancient and revered than her regular clothes, as if out of place, or added to her without her knowledge.
"... it had..." He closed his eyes and tried to remember it. picture it in his mind's eye. "Three... triangles, arranged, like they would create a fourth in the middle of them. It looked like a religious symbol. Oh, and there was an... eagle shape or something below it. Like it was holding it up."
Roy's frustration grew and grew, and eventually he let out a yell, the voice carrying and distorting through the forest's time-and-space-altering fabric, echoing around, behind, and across him, to all reaches of the forest. It was just quiet enough that Sain heard nothing of it, though.
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Post by mugenginga on Sept 25, 2010 17:01:00 GMT -5
Zelda grabbed the top of her shirt and pulled it forward a bit, looking at the crest at the top center, in the white area above her sailor collar. It was reminiscent while not identical to that, which made something rather likely. She knew about the inspiration for her school crest, even if that woman hadn't dodged questions and such in relation to that.
Her eyes wandered to the sword again for a moment. She couldn't deny all of this, of course. And in a way, it did provide an explanation for several things. Things she had never asked for. She smoothed her shirt back down. Zelda's expression changed back to aggressive anger and she had opened her mouth to shout at Sain again when she heard something in the distance. Sounded a fair bit like a scream. She paused before speaking in a normal, if unkind, tone of voice.
"Did you hear that?"
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Post by shiftyPotentate on Oct 4, 2010 4:01:16 GMT -5
Sain looked around. "Not... what did you hear?" He twisted his head around, trying to find whatever source of noise she had meant. "What did it sound like?"
"Ugh." Roy stumbled forward and flopped to the forest floor. "I'm never going to find anyone ever again!" He failed to realize he had stumbled right into Zelda's sight range. Conveniently, he was still outside of Sain's detection, leading one to believe whether the gods and goddesses controlling the shape of things had it out for him.
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Post by mugenginga on Oct 13, 2010 1:33:56 GMT -5
Zelda blinked in surprise at how seriously he had taken that. He hadn't heard it, but he had looked concerned. She frowned and took a step forward, putting her to Sain's left. She glanced around, wondering if she'd imagined it when a red-haired teenager pretty much threw himself down on the ground and let out an annoyed grumble.
She was more bothered by his attire. Sain was bad enough, but she was beginning to wonder if she really had gone through time or showed up in some world filled with people who still ran around dressed like medieval knights. And if he was armed, she really didn't like the situation this put her in. She took a rather ready stance, the kind one might expect someone used to brawling to take in defense. She ignored Sain's question as she shouted out towards Roy.
"Hey, you better just be lost!" she shouted.
She seriously had to wonder if the Master Sword was serving as some kind of beacon here though. Or what looked like the Master Sword. Could it be possible it was just a look-alike? She wished she could believe that. She looked extremely annoyed as she stared at Roy.
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Post by shiftyPotentate on Oct 21, 2010 8:32:25 GMT -5
Roy looked up at Zelda. "What? I am lost!" he shouted at her. "Where is this? Who's he? And what's with that weird sword?" Roy realized Zelda looked like (and yet was still different enough) Princess Zelda, who he'd met at the Super Smash Bros. Melee tournament a few years ago. "... Princess Zelda??" he identified, adding to the weirdness.
Sain, meanwhile, saw Roy, and realizing his similarity to the youth's father, asked, "Lord Eliwood, is that you?"
Anyone watching such a situation was surely laughing their butt off, which probably made a few people question if this was some divine prank for a cheap laugh.
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Post by mugenginga on Oct 21, 2010 18:20:38 GMT -5
Zelda scowled at the response. It wasn't that she didn't believe him, although it could easily be taken that way. And then he began demanding to know every little detail, most of which Zelda only had a vague idea of herself. She crossed her arms and was prepared to respond to at least some of it when Roy gave her a funny look. Recongition? Well, she sure as hell didn't know him. And then he dropped the bomb. Zelda locked up, and a less informed individual might think Roy had hit the nail on the head. She ran right over what Sain said, and it was up in the air if Roy clearly heard either of them.
"Wh-who are you?"
The fact was, she worded it that way on purpose. The worry and shock in her voice now almost equaled the annoyance, and the actual anger had seemed to vanish. A thought had occurred to her. If she really was in some version of a legend, it was possible it would be in her best interest to pretend to be this Zelda. If she had another vision, no one would really think anything odd of it if they thought she was the "Princess of Destiny". And if people were going to make that mistake for her...
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Post by shiftyPotentate on Nov 24, 2010 3:00:15 GMT -5
"Who am I?" Roy couldn't believe she didn't remember him! He showed her his crest, bearing the colors and symbol of Pherae, which he'd shown off the first day he got to the tournament. "I'm Roy, remember? The swordsman? The sword with the fire energy?" He looked at her again, waiting for her to recognize him. Surely he would.
Meanwhile, Sain just watched. This was Roy? Eliwood's son was barely six the last time he saw him. The lad in front of him appeared to be in his late teens. How was it even possible?
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Post by mugenginga on Nov 24, 2010 18:36:49 GMT -5
Zelda looked at the crest Roy offered up merely cause of the way he'd thrust it forward. She was wondering now if she should have maybe paid a little more attention to those Legends. She didn't recall anyone named Roy... then again, who was to say those stupid stories were all that accurate in the first place?
She couldn't exactly bluff her way through her though, right? She actually showed her worry for a moment before her eyes widened. Of course, there was a perfectly reasonable way to explain this! She was grateful for what knowledge of the Legends she had now. She shook her head.
"I don't think I'm the Zelda you know. He... erm... Heck, this place isn't even familliar to me!"
Right, if she was a princess she wouldn't be cussing. She had to hope the guy was familliar enough with the family line and legends of the princess he claimed to know to realize that the name was passed down. Or at least that's how that woman had explained the different princesses to her...
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Post by shiftyPotentate on Dec 7, 2010 10:50:12 GMT -5
"Not the Zelda you know?" Roy slept through that particular orientation back at the tournament. He had a habit of sleeping late on occasion and never learned that Zelda had been a name passed down through the Hyrule royal family ever since the days of Gustav.
Sain, however, caught on quickly. "I think what she means is, it's at least a common name where she comes from, maybe even a bloodline name. Lady Lyndis got her name from her mother, Madelyn."
Roy looked at him. "Lyn..." He snapped, remembering. "The older woman who Father is friends with? Green hair, Sacaean heritage?"
Sain pointed. "That's the one, except the one I know," he said, already having figured out Roy was from his own future, "is only 16."
None of which probably was interesting to Zelda, being about people she didn't know and probably never would.
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Post by mugenginga on Dec 7, 2010 11:34:59 GMT -5
Zelda blinked as Roy questioned her response. If he didn't know about the bloodline name, then did he really know any Zelda? Maybe he'd known the first, before the name became standard? She glanced at the sword behind her. She was pretty sure it hadn't shown up in the middle of a forest until after the name became a bloodline standard. She frowned and considered her options when Sain unknowingly covered for her. She jumped and pointed at him.
"What he said! But if you know a Zelda why wouldn't you know that?" She now sounded a bit accusatory. All of this was beginning to smell to her.
...nevermind she was lying and making shit up as she went along as well.
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Post by shiftyPotentate on Dec 7, 2010 11:54:16 GMT -5
Now was Roy's turn to speak.
"You see," he began, taking a deep breath," I was invited to take part in a competition of skills, called Super Smash Bros. There were other fighters, all kinds, some human, some nonhuman... some magic, some hand to hand... There was only one other fighter anything like me, and he was from this place called Akaneia.
"Anyway, one of the fighters, from a land called Hyrule, looked a lot like you. Her name was Zelda, and she was a princess. Her closest friend, it seemed, was a man named Link, a swordsman." Roy looked at the Master Sword for a moment.
"And he used that exact sword too!" he shouted, pointing. "That Master Sword!" He walked over to the sword. "He was using it, and he was sticking around Zelda. And she could transform into this ninja fighter named Sheik too. With her magic." Roy gave an experimental tug on the sword. Nada. It must have been enchanted to only work for a certain person.
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Post by mugenginga on Dec 7, 2010 12:00:18 GMT -5
Zelda hopped to the side as Roy approached the sword, looking doubtful of his explanation. And what kind of name was that? It sounded like some kind of video game, not a real tournament. She looked sour as he mentioned Link. She knew a Link, and that jackass thought she had the hots for him too. Although he had done pretty well against Impa, not that Zelda would have ever mentioned how impressed she was with that outloud. Her eyes widened. Wait, could all this be blamed on that woman? She had been acting differently since she'd met Link...
"That's not going to come out for you," Zelda said in an annoyed voice. It seemed damn likely this was her self-proclaimed nanny's fault. She probably knew who the hell that... well... ninja had been as well. She looked very grumpy for some reason the two wouldn't be aware of.
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Post by shiftyPotentate on Dec 12, 2010 15:17:01 GMT -5
Roy continued to pull on the sword, for a moment. Then he paused, and turned to Zelda.
"How did you know it wouldn't come out?" he asked.
Sain looked at her as well. This was definitely some strange occurrences. Next thing you knew, it'd turn out she was some alternate variant of the Zelda this older Roy was talking about. And what the heck was a Super Smash Brothers tournament?
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