[He'd be extra offended if he ever met him, too. Anyway, this is already a fascinating interaction, even if Link is still dripping a little bit. He...bows slightly. At the tree.]
My name is Link. It's nice to meet you.
[He's very casual about it too, as if this isn't the first time he's ever had a conversation with a tree. Look, BOTW is a weird game, okay.]
(it's fine. he was sealed in one for fifty years. might as well also show respect to trees.
also, pfft. respect. he finishes the meat, coming to the lake and sticking his face in the water to drink it. his hair ends up falling into it, and to dry it, he shakes.
yes. shakes.)
So, I don't think you came to visit me. What's up?
["Local dog demon shakes dry when wet" is the news headline Link needed in his life, honestly. Amazing. So amazing that he almost doesn't mind answering the question. Almost. Not that Link likes being cagey about himself or anything, but this whole "I was cursed by a water monster and now I can use magic" conversation is always a little uncomfortable.]
I was just practicing.
[... And somehow he manages to still give an unhelpful answer. Geez.]
[Intentionally obtuse as he may be most of the time, he really does look sheepish at that admission. But-- well, maybe he was being too obtuse. So, perhaps a demonstration. He holds out an open, empty hand in front of him. For a moment, nothing happens, but then, slowly, a small ball of water begins to gather in his palm. His hand shakes a very slight bit at the effort, and the ball refuses to keep a perfectly round shape, but...there it is.]
This is as much as I can do. Intentionally, at least.
does he want Inuyasha to shake because if that's the idea he can go fuc-- oh. that's it? that's all he can do? before he can stop himself, it comes out of him.)
Kinda pathetic.
(oops. there's a sigh, and he takes tessaiga from its rest - from a worn out sword, it transforms almost immediately into its full majestic form, big and imposing.)
You know. I've learned how to deal with this thing in the middle of fights, most of the times near death. Sure you ain't gonna try?
[Listen, even he can admit that it was a pitiful display of magical ability. The ball of water loses its shape, becoming a puddle of water spilling out of Link's hand and onto the ground.
His eyebrows lift a little at the sword's transformation; it's definitely a surprise, but considering how Inuyasha is...it makes sense that the sword is not all it appears to be, at first. Now Link is forced to really think about the proposition. He's right, of course, and Link knows it. Learning in battle is sometimes the best way. His own fear and doubt about the curse aside, he must acknowledge that. So he nods very slightly.]
One thing before we begin. [He draws the Master Sword.] You cannot touch me directly. With swords is fine.
(tessaiga is absurdly long, anyway. with his skills, and what tessaiga is able to do, the challenge is gonna be not to actually kill link, but alas. here he is, taking a few steps back and waiting on link to make the first move.)
[Normally his first move would be a sword attack, but...his goal is to master this new power. So he gathers a ball of water in his hand, draws it back toward himself like an archer draws a bow. The water begins to take the shape of an arrow: long, thin, and piercing. He takes a breath. Exhales. Looses the arrow, and it flies just as true as a real one: flying straight to Inuyasha's sword arm.]
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My name is Link. It's nice to meet you.
[He's very casual about it too, as if this isn't the first time he's ever had a conversation with a tree. Look, BOTW is a weird game, okay.]
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also, pfft. respect. he finishes the meat, coming to the lake and sticking his face in the water to drink it. his hair ends up falling into it, and to dry it, he shakes.
yes. shakes.)
So, I don't think you came to visit me. What's up?
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I was just practicing.
[... And somehow he manages to still give an unhelpful answer. Geez.]
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(local demon who don't give no shits maybe give 01 shits.)
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[Intentionally obtuse as he may be most of the time, he really does look sheepish at that admission. But-- well, maybe he was being too obtuse. So, perhaps a demonstration. He holds out an open, empty hand in front of him. For a moment, nothing happens, but then, slowly, a small ball of water begins to gather in his palm. His hand shakes a very slight bit at the effort, and the ball refuses to keep a perfectly round shape, but...there it is.]
This is as much as I can do. Intentionally, at least.
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does he want Inuyasha to shake because if that's the idea he can go fuc-- oh. that's it? that's all he can do? before he can stop himself, it comes out of him.)
Kinda pathetic.
(oops. there's a sigh, and he takes tessaiga from its rest - from a worn out sword, it transforms almost immediately into its full majestic form, big and imposing.)
You know. I've learned how to deal with this thing in the middle of fights, most of the times near death. Sure you ain't gonna try?
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[Listen, even he can admit that it was a pitiful display of magical ability. The ball of water loses its shape, becoming a puddle of water spilling out of Link's hand and onto the ground.
His eyebrows lift a little at the sword's transformation; it's definitely a surprise, but considering how Inuyasha is...it makes sense that the sword is not all it appears to be, at first. Now Link is forced to really think about the proposition. He's right, of course, and Link knows it. Learning in battle is sometimes the best way. His own fear and doubt about the curse aside, he must acknowledge that. So he nods very slightly.]
One thing before we begin. [He draws the Master Sword.] You cannot touch me directly. With swords is fine.
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(tessaiga is absurdly long, anyway. with his skills, and what tessaiga is able to do, the challenge is gonna be not to actually kill link, but alas. here he is, taking a few steps back and waiting on link to make the first move.)
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