Link: The Hero of Time (
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[The dictation process is a little harder than it needs to be for Link. He keeps pausing and um-ing and deciding he didn’t like what he said and needing to go back and correct things. All in all his poor moogle is more than a bit confused, and they wind up having to start over. Twice. But eventually Link wraps his head around what he wants to say, how he wants to say it, and makes Marin read it back to him to make sure she got it. Finally satisfied he sends his message out.]
To: Everybody,
Hello, my name is Link. I’ve been told this land is in trouble. Where do I need to go first to help? I’ve been given a sword and a shield and a flute already, so I shouldn't need anything else to get started right now. Thank you.
[For such a short message it took him an awful long time to write. He waits eagerly for replies, getting the hang of his new flute while he waits. It’s such a weird shape.]
To: Everybody,
Hello, my name is Link. I’ve been told this land is in trouble. Where do I need to go first to help? I’ve been given a sword and a shield and a flute already, so I shouldn't need anything else to get started right now. Thank you.
[For such a short message it took him an awful long time to write. He waits eagerly for replies, getting the hang of his new flute while he waits. It’s such a weird shape.]
-->Action (League Now!)
Where lil' Link is taken is less a 'shop' and more of an enclosed forge. The sounds of crackling fire and the smashing of hammers on steel can be heard ringing out. Briefly another Moogle flutters too the back, the hammering stops and a man with a rather intimidating mask comes forth.
"Sup?" MarKus recognizes the the ChocoKnight attire and smiles behind the mask, he himself is wearing a more comfortable blend of Blacksmith and GeneriCo Freelancer clothes since he's not some big beefy man with muscles to show off. "Watcha need, kiddo?"
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Um. I'm Link?
[He's not sure if he's supposed to have something in mind to ask for. He doesn't really know much about armor to be honest.]
You said you'd give me stuff?
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MarKus likes kids!
"Well, did you have something back home that you'd prefer. I mean, assuming that you're used to this kind of thing." he knows the other Link, sort of. He's not assuming they're the same person though, despite the ears and hair being pretty damn similar.
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[He looks around without expecting much. You probably don't have his hat. Sigh. Returning his attention to what he's got on him he hefts his sword and shield, testing their weight.]
The sword is fine, but do you have a different shield? This one fits sorta weird.
[He's not sure how to describe it, but it almost feels backwards. That's because technically it is backwards. Link's using his right hand to hold the shield, so he's had to pass his arm through the metal grip and is holding onto the strap with his hand. making for an unsteady situation all around.]
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Well, okay, that's not too bad. I've fought a few monsters with little more than biking gear and a helmet. [Oh the days of Kamen Rider Technica.]
[MarKus is a blacksmith, not a clothier. Sorry kiddo, no hats at this shop. What is this... 4 Heroes of Light?] Weird how? The weight? The shape?
[Just wait till he finds out you're a lefty!]
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He doesn't say anything in response, instead just grabbing his shield off his back and demonstrates. Putting it on is awkward, and then once it's there it can wobble around, which he shows by shaking his arm. Finally he hits the front of the shield with his left hand, tipping his arm out to show how the metal guard digs into his arm uncomfortably when taking a blow.]
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Walking over, he puts his hands out to take the shield away to look at it a little better. "Okay, let's see what we've got... You were holding it kind of weird. Are you left-handed?"
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Mhm.
[He seems to be relaxing a little bit as MarKus works. He's heard and seen a lot of confusing and troubling things in the short time he's been here, but this is familiar. Weapons, defense, gear. This is good.]
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"If we're going to make you a shield for you, we may as well go all the way and make it YOURS." he says. A shield just for him. Not the Hero of Time, for him.
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Although it could have used some fireproofing. As long as it's sturdy he doesn't care much about how it looks.But that doesn't mean he doesn't have ideas for a design.
The table isn't too tall, so while it isn't the most comfortable arrangement, Link manages to take a stick of charcoal in his left hand and jot down a rough design. When he's done he backs up, gesturing at it vaguely.]
It's supposed to look more even and stuff.
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As such, he turns the paper towards himself and starts to re-draw it, making it more even what with a flat edge being used and all. "And what about the handle? Put it on the other side, wait, no, I don't know why they put a handle on it really but we'll just get some good leather straps on there and you can hold it on either hand. One thing I never liked was how they always made Mobile Suits right handed. I don't want my shield in my left hand unless there's a pile bunker on it." he grumbles as he redraws, which Link is more than welcome to ask what all these weird complaints and terms are.
But in the end it looks like he'll have himself a Hylian Shield (Link Kai). "Come see me in a week or so. I always get busy about the time New Heroes arrive."