"There is no need to thank me. I would hope that someone would do the same for me if I was ever in trouble." She smiled sincerely and was about to deny their offering until she saw it. Her eyes lit up at seeing the pretty gem with its silver fittings. "That is such a pretty gem." Zana carefully took it from him and gave a very polite bow when she did. "Thank you." Her smile grew as she looked it over in one hand and brushed her fingers along it with the other.
Posted: Sun May 15, 2016 5:42 pm
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"R-right... Well, we can't very well tell you to keep it. That just wouldn't be right." His comrade nodded along. "But a lot of fancy vendors from all over'll be at the Festival. If you wanted to sell it, that'd be the place."
"If fact," chimed the brother(?), "it shouldn't be too far from here. Just head up the East tributary a little ways, then a short walk up North, by Castle Town, and you should see it."
"The festival?" She thought aloud. She had completely forgotten that the festival was going on. "Oh, right. I'll definitely keep that in mind, thanks again." She smiled and slipped the gem into one of her belts pockets. Her attention had turned to the road leading out from the lake. She had never ventured any further than the lake alone before. Maybe it was time she went on her own adventure instead of waiting. Or, at least just head into one of the other towns.
Zana would wait until the fishermen had left as she continued to debate whether she should go or not. Eventually she came to a vote, she was heading to the festival. Excitedly, she would leave the familiarity of the beach and start to follow the road out with the directions from the fishermen in mind
Posted: Sun May 15, 2016 6:04 pm
There's such a fooled heart In search of new dreams, a love that will last.
I'll place the moon within your heart.
The next day, Tsuki returned to school, and was almost immediately bombarded by the side-effects of notoriety and popularity, enhanced and magnified by the principle's posters. The student paper, instead of reporting the prince's activities, spoke of her. There was a great deal of energy behind the activity, and in the confusion and tumult of words, Tsuki could gather no strong answer or think of anything that would appease the group that seemed content to watch her in wonder, sometimes follow her about, and immediately notice when she entered a room.
Honestly, it was a bit unnerving.
She also found herself wondering, and perhaps the only time she questioned anything vocally, was simple and monosyllabic. "How?"
How in the world did everything spread this quickly? How did the posters get conceptualized and printed over the course of a day? .... And at what point did they decide to turn her into Sailor V? .... Would the idea stick? She hesitated to confirm this one way or another as she struggled to adapt to this sudden reputation over the course of the day.
Come classtime, Tsuki found her seat and did her best to carry on as though it was just business as usual. The teacher would be arriving soon enough. She opened her notebook to a fresh page and moved a pencil to her hand. It twirled between her fingers, as she always absently did when preparing it to write. However, in enough time, even her attention became distracted when he entered the room. In the chaos of new stardom, she had been denied the opportunity to see him, but now that he entered the room, everything else faded from importance. If there was light, it was dark compared to this new radiance and brilliance. He must have been the sun, stepping down to grace them with his presence.
The familiar warmth spread to her heart and softened her expression considerably. Her shoulders finally relaxed, having become tense in the midst of everything that was strange about today, and she released a slow sigh. Was today just different? Was it the smile she thought she saw that made him so wonderful to look at? Was it the time she hadn't been able to see him that made this moment more glorious?
She couldn't, and wouldn't dare, find words for it. Nor would she move from her seat. She did find herself, by the time he sat down, able to close her eyes and turn her attention to the front of the room. If she was being spoken to, unfortunately, she wouldn't be able to hear it for a minute or two.
Everything was right with the world.
I'll paint you mountains of gold I'll spin you Valentine Evenings
It wouldn't be long before Tsuki was approached; as soon as the initial star-stun wore off there were more guys--and even some girls--rushing in to confess their love for the knew champion of justice. They said things like, "I've always known we were meant to be together," even though they weren't aware of her until today, quoted poetry at her, even went so far as to shower her with gifts: chocolate, bento somehow prepared especially for her, "expensive" jewelry, and so on.
All this happened during lunch break. Katsuro, curious of just what made all these kids flock to her, even stopped by. If she thought he was bright before, it was nothing like viewing him up close.
"Made the school paper, did ya?" He asked extending a hand to Tsuki's copy. "Can I?" After looking at it for a quick moment he chuckled a bit and set it back down at his side.
"I wound't worry about it so much. They'll forget about you soon enough; they have the memory of goldfish, ya know?"
"Hey!" "Katsuro-kun~!" whined Ayumi. "You're too bright...! Turn down~!"
"... For what?" Teased the prince with a chuckle. "Alright, I'm out. ... Oh, here's your... Huh..." Katsuro seemed stopped by something, but didn't go so far as to speak on it. Only a slight pause and then the paper was back in Tsuki's care. Was it even hers to begin with? Either way, Katsuro was off to the roof.
The Unity Festival was truly something to behold: lights everywhere, exotic perfumes and spices--and let's face it, pheromones--dotting the valley with colors perhaps too vivid for the eye, voices and shrieks of laughter in every language coming together in some weird polyrhythmic symphony, and a surging feeling that tonight was the night of more than one person's life gave the festival its heritage as one of the premiere holidays on the Hyrulean calendar. There were exotic wares, mostly headed up by Deku and Goron merchants, games run by Hylians and Humans alike, places to dance, places to eat the delicacies of faraway lands; divided into sections somewhat, it was as if the whole of the realm had shrunk into a little bowl-shaped valley for a night. The world was there for Zana's taking now.
She was frozen in place for a few moments when she first reached the festival. There were just so many sights, sounds, and even smells all around that it was all quite overwhelming compared to all of her own experiences. Her azure eyes darted back and forth as she tried to decide what to do first until she spotted a larger crowd dancing not to far away. Grinning ear to ear she made her way over to them. She practically jumped right in and danced to the rhythm of the music. Finding herself a near natural. Her fins made her movements a little more exotic for a lack of better term as she danced without a care. She payed attention to the crowd too. Noticing a few people with pointed ears, some dark skinned women with long noses dancing in the mix. Even a goron or two was in the dancing crowd. To think she almost missed out on all this!
There's such a fooled heart In search of new dreams, a love that will last.
I'll place the moon within your heart.
Tsuki decided early on not to accept gifts... another side-effect that she had not been anticipating. Was it so that the plethora of confessions and affections were just symptoms of fandom? She tried not to accept gifts and offerings. They weren't necessary. Each seemed to be a means of becoming indebted to them, somehow, and she didn't have any idea how to handle the items that were not edible. .... Just... find a place for it somewhere? A box?
Lunch, to say the least was interesting.
Class, however, more favorably memorable. She didn't notice that she moved but handed him the school's paper. How had it ended up on her desk? It was placed in her hands at some point when one particular student expressed his awe. He answered her question of how this had happened, which might have been why she held onto the papers.
The prince looked it over and even laughed a bit. The smile that accompanied the sound was almost music, welcome to her senses. His reassurance was accepted with silent gratitude. Oh, she did hope that this fame would fade. She trusted his word and took the student paper back again when he handed it back to her. Then with a turn and continuing with his light, he exited the room again. The paper had new significance to her now. She almost cradled the pages as she drew them close and her eyes drifted over the print and picture.
They might have short memories, she thought to herself, but nevertheless... He noticed. Perhaps this hero-thing wasn't entirely a bad thing, after all.
I'll paint you mountains of gold I'll spin you Valentine Evenings
I'll paint my love between the stars...
Cotton Shorts Kid
Posted: Sun May 15, 2016 8:52 pm
Hideaki Katsuro: The Prodigy
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Missing out was right! While it was a bit unrealistic to think everyone could see all of Hyrule in one life, it was totally feasible--and encouraged--for one to attend the festival and soak up plenty of fun. With Zana sparking even more excitement in the crowd, the party seemed to really be kicking off now. Soon another Zora--male, tall, pretty fins--came up in hopes of dancing with her. On the edge of the dancefloor, sitting on a rock overlooking a speckled pool, a gem of a Zora girl sat looking confused, lonely perhaps, and bored above all else.
Later on, as classes were winding down and students were beginning to talk about after school activities like sports and clubs and arcades and things, Katsuro was spotted out by the soccer field talking to someone on his phone. "Tonight then... Yeah... Yeah... No, I got it. You have everything on your end?" After the other's response Katsuro seemed to turn frustrated red for a split second. It was a color that seemed a bit off on him.
"'Cause, dude! I don't wanna get caught... You know what'll happen if those weirdos find us there. ... Right. Ok, see ya then. Bye." And with that the prince was on the move. Off to his next adventure.
(You don't have Tsuki hear that, or we can rewind time to accommodate other NPC interactions. I'm just making a quick post for Katsuro, 'cause I have to RP with myself sometimes. lol)
Zana noticed how everything became even more lively after she had joined in. Who knew her presence could have such an affect. This only made her smile more as she even danced with a few others just to feed off of others energies in a sense. However in the pool of moving colors she had spotted one hue of blue that seemed to stay consistent to one spot. .Which led to her moving closer to it to spot another zora girl sitting by herself. Unfortunately for the male zora, this led to her making a dancing B-line to her.
"Hey, what are you doing over here all by your lonesome?" Zana asked as she came to sit right beside her for now. Allowing her to also get a good look to see if she recognized the other Zora. "You're missing out on some fun dancing."
Posted: Sun May 15, 2016 9:15 pm
There's such a fooled heart In search of new dreams, a love that will last.
I'll place the moon within your heart.
As classes broke out, Tsuki went to meet up with the other members of the mixed martial arts club. As vice president, it was necessary for her to attend at least one meeting a week, which she usually did without complaint, as it allowed her to continue honing her skills and to keep them strong.
Granted, that was before the hero-craze hit and when the club's numbers were a practical level. The club had a room that looked out to the sport fields, where soccer practice took place. Two birds with one stone, as it were. She entered the room after a few short moments in the locker room, where she changed into clothes that suited motion and exercise.
She opened the door. She recognized some of the faces as those that belonged to her club. But there were definitely some that she didn't recognize today.
Oh dear. This would make it a little bit of a chore to reach her usual practice zone by the window. She would still make the attempt. Though, once the door opened, it was impossible not to be seen.
I'll paint you mountains of gold I'll spin you Valentine Evenings
"Tsuki-san!" Saluting, standing quite tensely, and looking like an all-round go-get'er, was Takumi-sensei--at least that's what his flock at the MMA club had been calling him since who knows when.
"Everything is ready to go: pads ready, kicking bags being dug up by the freshman, and, well, I'm sorry to say this but we aren't going to have enough Kendo swords today..." Suppose everything wasn't ready, but one look at Takumi said he got where he was due to his attitude, not aptitude. "Um... What should we do?"
The Zora turned around slowly, and though shyly, accepted Zana's self invitation. Her eyes were the ocean and moon all in one package, and her skin looked like it was poured onto her delicate frame by some giant smelt. "Oh... I don't, uhm... I don't really dance. It's enough for me to be out here in the first place..." Blushing, the Zora wouldn't face Zana, but instead nervously kicked at the water hugging her ankles.
There's such a fooled heart In search of new dreams, a love that will last.
I'll place the moon within your heart.
Takumi, for all his energy and exuberance, was perfect for maintaining the excitement of a club. If one needed a face for the club, he fit the bill wonderfully when it came to appearances, determination, and the will to try and to do the best for those that were in his care. While he wasn't an expert, he could be trusted to get a room ready for practice, to know the best way to safely practice, and to somehow gain the trust and support of those who were shy or uncertain of themselves. It was an attitude that shone during physical education, that smiled despite losses, though he resolved to win at each game he was a part of. It earned him friends.
Tsuki was more than happy to stay in the background. Though, given the way today had been going, she might have to step into the position of leadership just enough to get this new year running fairly smoothly.
"Basic drills are always a good way to start." She suggested. Those who were new, or who wanted to practice techniques that were new to them could practice best and simply with pads or the kicking/punching bags. The few who wanted to practice skills they already knew could practice with the air. One needed to prove themselves in hand-to-hand and self discipline before they could begin practicing with the kendo swords.
"Let's see where everyone's at." She trusted Takumi with the organization of everything. This was the first club meeting. Some among them already knew what they wanted to practice, and they would probably help those who wanted to learn what they were practicing. For those among them who were new, then they could all learn together what they wanted to get better at, practice, and see who wanted to set their sights on participating at an upcoming tournament.
I'll paint you mountains of gold I'll spin you Valentine Evenings
"But you're missing out on so much just sitting here." Zana leaned forward a bit at the other zora avoiding eye contact completely. She offered a warm smile all the same. "If you're worried about the crowd you can just dance with me. Orrr... We could go play some of the games. I haven't tried any of them yet." Two invitations to have some fun at the festival with someone else. Plus, Zana wouldn't have to do everything on her own either if she accepted one.
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"Hai!" Said Takumi saluting again and clicking his heels together. This was the captain of the club... Why did he act like such a noob? Suppose there are mysteries everywhere, but it did seem a little odd for a man of his status to be acting as though he was taking orders from Tsuki, his second in command. Was this how he got where he was?
It didn't much matter. Using his hyperbole jutsu to turn into a tornado Takumi tore through the room and placed everything, all the pads they had, all the gloves, all the everything but Kendo swords. In the scramble to come check out equipment there was an opening for Tsuki to claim her spot. Takumi let her know with a nod toward the window, knowing this was where she liked to be during practice.
The rest of the day, for the new kids, was a mad struggle against atrophied muscles to absorb these new drills. Takumi was good at drills. All around he had very good fundamentals, and had a history of placing at tournaments thanks to his unstoppable work ethic. Tsuki, on the other hand, was treated to the elusive eyecandy that was Hideaki appearing at soccer practice.
"Alright, boys," said Jason taking his team to center in their little scrimmage game. "Just keep passing, but not too soon. Let 'em get all stressed and tired. You leave Kats to me." On the other side were Katsuro and his crew, looking fierce. Well, at least Katsuro was. "Ready...! GO!"
"Just play the game, loser," sighed Katsuro taking his position. Jason had the ball first, but that didn't mean he controlled the game. Still, Hideaki's team was inferior to Jason's, so the game was actually pretty even. Back and forth, not a whole lotta scoring. ... You know, soccer.
There were certainly plenty of games one--or two--could play around the festival: dunk tank, shooting games, treasure hunt, maze house--all kind of stuff! And the night was so young. The fair Zora looked up at Zana, not sure of either option, to be honest, but as soon as she saw him her attitude changed. She sprung up and grabbed Zana's hand, looking her dead in the eye.
Zana almost jumped herself as the other Zora had gotten up so quickly and grabbed her hand like that. "Well, let's go." She grinned happily and started to lead her hand in hand still. "How does maze house sound?" She asked looking back at her; if the other zora was trying to avoid someone that certainly would be a great spot
