VOICETESTING

[palewanderer]

[ there is a girl staring intently at your face.

or... well. the amount of girlhood is debatable. if you're the ordinary sort, with no magical powers or senses and about the average amount of impure thoughts... yes, she's just a girl. a wild-eyed girl who looks like she desperately needs to be introduced to a hairbrush, but just a girl. those with magic senses or a pure heart, however, can see the glittering horns branching up and out through that wild hair, and the fur and scales decorating the sides of her face and the rest of her body.

she continues her wide-eyed and unfocused perusal of your face for several more seconds, and then huffs a disgruntled breath out through her nose, like you've personally disappointed her.

(unless you happen to be (a) Link, in which case: you are getting your face touched by clawed hands as her eyes somehow go even wider. you may not want to resist! those talons are impressive!) ]

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[palewanderer]

[ sorry, buddy, sometimes the main context you have for "looks like x person but isn't them" is sage avatars and Ganondorf fuckery. (and, through them, your own projected body. "puppets have uses," indeed.)

she wrinkles her nose a little bit, tail swishing once ]

No. That person...

I've seen her. But we aren't the same.

[theshadowturnedhero]

[Definitely no feelings about any of that.]

So yer...related? A magical construct?

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[palewanderer]

[ related... ]

This body is a construct, yes—

[palewanderer]

[ . . . ]

Oh. We are related.

[theshadowturnedhero]

...so both.

And yer...

[He looks her over and-]

Wait.

[He steps closer, looking at the scales.] Those are dragon scales. [He's seen them up close, okay. And Lizaflos. He's seen a lot of reptiles up close to tell.]

[palewanderer]

[ one long, slow blink. she might be processing some sudden revelations. ]

...Yes. ...Do you want one...?

[theshadowturnedhero]

...wouldn't that hurt?

[palewanderer]

The other dragons weren't bothered when they were harvested from.

[theshadowturnedhero]

But are ya bothered?

[palewanderer]

...I don't know. I haven't had scales taken before.

[theshadowturnedhero]

Why would people want her scales?

[palewanderer]

They have my magic in them.

[theshadowturnedhero]

That sounds ill advised to just give out to people?

[palewanderer]

...It heals. Why would that be "ill advised?"

[theshadowturnedhero]

You're a powerful dragon, ain't ya? Can't people abuse yer magic for their own ends?

[palewanderer]

[ she huffs out through her nose ]

They may try.

I will not allow a... mm. A maybe. To keep me from helping— my people.

[theshadowturnedhero]

Yer people? Because yer related to Zelda, or something else?

[palewanderer]

[ ...

she presses a hand to her heart, looking away ]

I don't know. But they're mine.

[theshadowturnedhero]

Yer memory is...pretty scattered, ain't it?

[palewanderer]

[ "scattered," he says.

how to explain the stretch of years? the peaceful half-awareness as she swam through the air, and simply was, for a span of time longer than a mortal could even comprehend? the land far below, the rise and fall of civilizations leaving barely an impression...

slowly, she says: ]

I was... asleep. For a very long time. ...I am still waking up.

[theshadowturnedhero]

[Well, he can definitely tell she's holding something back.]

...are ya?

[A pause.]

Can I help?

[palewanderer]

...Not with that. That is... natural, for what I am. But...

[ a hum ]

I am looking for someone.

[theshadowturnedhero]

Are ya looking for the Zelda yer related too?

[palewanderer]

[ a headshake no ]

I am looking for the one like you.

[theshadowturnedhero]

Yer looking for Link?

[A pause.] He ain't here. In this world.