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  1. Tiketh

    Tiketh Just Me and My Darker Side
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    Sure, they had made it away from that hellhole of a manor and back to Rauru safe and sound, but it didn't exactly make Tiketh feel any better. He still felt completely awful, sick to the stomach with an almost constant headache that made him wish he could just remove his head entirely to remedy it. The sickness lessened as they traveled the length of the way to Rauru, but by the time they reached town it still had not gone away completely. "I think I caught something while we were there," he said, rubbing his nose, "A cold or something. I feel terrible."

    Maybe part of it had been psychological even. He had just gone toe to toe with Take again and managed to wal away unscathed. He'd seen friends get hurt and his old home burned down to the ground. It was a lot to take in and hard to accept. He still felt so awful, so sad to think about all of it. He knew he didn't have much of a home before, always wandering from place to place, but now... it was as if seeing that last remnant of a home destroyed that it was finally sinking in that... Tiketh didn't belong anywhere.

    "Or maybe I'm just feeling down,"
    he admitted, deciding he might as well bring that up and not hide how he was feeling, "I think after a rest and maybe something to eat, I'll be okay?"He tried to cheer up, a smile on his face, "We can find a place to rest for a while and I can play us some music. I still have my fiddle with me." He hadn't been up to playing it in quite some time and he was truly starting to miss its soothing melody. Maybe Sira and Zimo would appreciate it even. He couldn't recall if either of them had ever even heard him play. It was probably best to try and put this all behind them and look ahead to something nicer and happier.
     
  2. Home. At least, it was for her. The word was bittersweet in her mind, reminding her of how she had condemned the childhood home of her friend to the flame. It was a decision she would have made again, had she the chance to go back in time, but it didn’t make her feel any less horrible for doing it. Had she seen another way to be rid of the spirit, she would likely have taken it. But Take was too powerful, too malevolent. The sacrifice of the Tiketh family manor was perhaps a necessary evil, and committing necessary evils formed the crux of the inquisitor’s career.

    “If you need a place to rest, you can come stay at my place,” she said, offering Ben a broken smile. “I mean, it’s the least I can offer you after…” she trailed off, unwilling to finish with ‘burning down the house you grew up in’ or being tactful enough to phrase that in a better way. “That goes for you as well, Sira.” She was somewhat conscious that the gerudo might feel out of place or even unwelcome here. Whatever false gods she may worship, Nasira had proven herself a reliable ally and perhaps even a friend. “For what it’s worth, I’ll keep an eye out for you while you’re here. I’ll see to it that the guards don’t try to mess with you over stupid shit like the length of your skirt.” A figurative expression, whether or not Nasira was actually wearing a skirt.

    “My brother and one of my sisters moved out, actually, so there’d be a bed for each of you,” she continued. “It’s just me, my younger sister Anemone, and Mom.” Was it strange, for a warrior of the Order to live with her mother? Suddenly aware of that fact, Zimo turned the thought over in her mind, contemplating whether it made her less intimidating. It certainly wasn’t a fact which she announced to her enemies, after all. But there was no need for her to own her own property when she was rarely in town for more than a few days at a time, and the zora population of Rauru was small enough that houses built for their comfort were quite expensive to build. As it was, the Aririke house had a bathtub large enough to lay comfortably in, in every bedroom, and a dumbwaiter in the hall to quickly bring buckets of water up the stairs to quickly fill them. She thought it a modest home despite this, two-stories in height but quite narrow in width, stuck between other village homes which shared its outer walls.

    “We wouldn’t be expected, but Mom usually has a pot of fish soup ready to be re-heated, if you’re hungry,”
    she tried to smile more genuinely, and to her surprise, she succeeded. “Besides, it beats paying for the inn.”
     
  3. Nasira Shahr

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    She was never very comforable in Rauru considering the fact she was a gerudo and they looked down at her. Not to mention at this moment she was missing Rawiya's confidence and sly wit that certainly disabled the awkward pressure she had when they came around here. Although in hindsight, leaving the horrible place that was the mansion, Rauru was a haven by leaps and bounds. Guilt had filled her mind about having to ruin such a place that was Tiketh's, but in the end it was really all they could do. Zimo said it herself, Take would have nothing to cling too when the place was gone, so sadly it was the only advantage they had at that moment. It didn't make her feel any better with the reasoning.

    Unfurling the midnight navy shawl from around her shoulders, she coiled it around Tiketh's. "You've been through a lot." She sympathized with her, taking the moment to rub the palm of her hands against the shawl and his shoulders to warm him up. "I'm surprised you aren't worse with grief." The gerudo looked around the small Order filled town before glancing at Zimo and assessing her privately. Thankfully the zora seemed to regain herself although that didn't mean Sira was any less concerned for the woman. She had just as much of an ordeal as Tiketh had. But she was far more stubborn than the hylian. Something Sira could appreciate.

    "I think that would be great Zimo, thank you. A safe place to warm up, maybe eat and I would love to hear you play." She gave a shier smirk than she normally would have to the zora, "Lucky for us then I'm not wearing a skirt today." She teased with a flick of her left leg letting the fluttery black pants waft around her ankles. Honestly she didn't want to give any guard any more reason to look at her, so she chose to cover up a lot of her body. Only know her shoulders were exposed since she gave Tiketh the shawl to warm up. "I still live with my parents technically... I should go see them after this and make sure everything is okay. Even see if my sister has come home yet." Sira felt an incredible pang of guilt and a greater wave of loneliness from missing her twin. "But first things first, a quite place to calm our nerves or at least my own." She grinned gently though she gave a guard a stern eye as they walked by. As if expecting them to reach out and try to grab her.
     
  4. Tiketh

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    Tiketh smiled, happy for the offer of friends looking out for him. "Thank you for the offer. I suppose I just never much thought of where I would stay when I went anywhere. I never really... had a home before, you know? I moved from place to place all the time, traveling with and guarding caravans and performing at inns and taverns to earn rooms for the night. Though I never thought of it before.. it never occurred that what I always wanted most was just... a home. A house I could go home to at the end of a long journey like this."

    He didn't want to make it sound like he was depressed or mourning the loss of the manor and so he smiled, putting on his best attempt at a cheerful mood. "Do you guys think I could find a home now? I mean find a real home now that Take is gone and I can finally move on?"

    He was looking forward to meeting the family of his now good friend Zimo while he pondered this potentially happy thought. "Lead the way then, Zimo. I'd be very happy to have somewhere nice to rest where we can just... get over everything. It feels so... weird... to think I'm free now." Finally free. Now if only he could get over this horrible ache in his gut and everything would be perfect. He was more eager than ever now for his music. It did wonders to calm him down when he could just get lost within a soothing melody. He needed this distraction as soon as possible.
     
  5. Zimo was grateful that Nasira decided to accept her offer without any debate. The gerudo seemed less than comfortable, for obvious reasons, and the aquatic woman was keen on doing whatever she could to help alleviate that. Technically speaking, even stalfos were allowed within Rauru Village under the terms of the Crenel Concord. But, they tended to avoid entering the village for the same reason Zimo would be extremely hesitant to enter the ruins of Castle City without a large, armed escort—whatever the terms of the official peace treaty, there were those on both sides looking for any excuse to exact a vengeance. She thought it no minor miracle that the treaty had even managed to hold for so long, but supposed nobody was keen on another full scale war. Injustices committed by either side tended to be treated as isolated incidents by rogue parties, which was probably true more often than not, but Zimo was certain the true reason for this behaviour was to prevent another large-scale conflict from starting. At least until one side could be assured of victory. This presumed knowledge, of course, didn’t prevent the inquisitor from going out to do her job. Her priority was to protect Hyruleans from those who would do them harm, a noble effort in her mind.

    “Parents?” Zimo asked, quirking her head at Nasira. “You mean both of them? Sorry—don’t mean to pry. I just thought Gerudo don’t usually, er… well, my own father died in the war. Mom never remarried.”

    “Alright, I’ll lead on then,” Zimo replied to Tiketh, keen on changing the subject a little more after her awkward comment and taking point through the Rauran streets. “It’s not too far. Kind of close to the village center—might optimistically call it ‘downtown’ if you’ve got a hankering for old-world jargon. We live close to the church and inquisitorial offices.” She was awkwardly conscious of Tiketh’s vocalized train of thought, and uncertain of exactly how to respond to him. She had been fortunate enough to be born into circumstances that kept her fed and sheltered without much thought put towards it. She didn’t exactly need a house of her own, but she had little doubt she would be able to afford a small one if she was willing to exhaust the last couple years’ worth of savings from her Order stipend. From what she understood, Tiketh was a travelling musician—not exactly high-paying work. Raice’s fee, while partially covered by Zimo’s owed favour from Colonel Norah, had probably set him back a bit too. Not that Zimo had pried into Tiketh’s personal business that deeply, she was merely making an educated guess.

    “I think it’s a solid goal to work towards,” Zimo decided to say. “Having something to work towards keeps you grounded and motivated. I mean, at least it does to me. Have you thought of where you’d want to settle down?” She had led them into the outdoor market, which was heavily scented with goods from the autumn harvest. One vendor she noted seemed to be selling pumpkin soup and grilled corn on the cob, the scent wafting towards them. She wasn’t really considering stopping here, but they had time to spare if either of the others wanted to. Otherwise, she’d continue on.
     
  6. Nasira Shahr

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    You wouldn’t be wrong to assume that a gerudo only usually has the mother involved, but my father is still quite alive and well.” Scratching her head clearly aware all the sudden how strange it was for the male parental figure to be very much involved with herself and her siblings. Suppose that made her and Rawi and the girls incredibly lucky. Although looking at how her parents lived, she could believe it wasn’t weird. They didn’t exactly grow up inside the desert but they didn’t exist in hyrulean society either. More on the outskirts of both and only interacting when it was necessary. At least that was what she could remember. “My father is sheikahn if you are curious. My twin is quite gifted in the means of magic and tales alike, our younger sisters are well still little so my parents tend to them effectively as a unit. Although you may think and are probably right that my mother is more of the dominate role in the family. Either way,” Sira shrugged and chuckled at once showing that she wasn’t too bothered by Zimo’s wonderments nor offended.

    After what they had gone through, she doubted she could be offend too easily now.

    Yet, Tiketh’s comments drew sympathy from the gerudo. “You did what you had too and maybe now that the manor is gone, you can find exactly what you want without that holding you down to a what if thought. You can live as you wish Tiketh. Though would you be happy settling down in one spot as you have made it clear you are a traveler for music and merc work.” Sira tossed the curiosity his way before shrugging gently, “Don’t think too heavily on it, lets focus on the present.” She’d pat his shoulder tilting her curiosity back to the zora. And this house that she was leading them towards.

    For the moment she would listen and watch through the corner of her eyes those around them. If she was a better actress she might be able to behave as if she wasn’t bothered, but that wasn’t her forte. The smell of pumpkin soup made her stomach growl although she wrinkled her nose up at it. She wasn’t much for pumpkin anything besides pie and that was increasingly rare treat to have as well. “Well that’s certainly making me hungry.” The gerudo looked between her companions, “Should we grab something to eat? It might help make you feel better Tiketh.
     
  7. Tiketh

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    "Magic?" Tiketh asked out of nowhere, "I like magic. I dabble a little, though I'm not very good with magic. I have a bit.. of a gift through my music though. I mean I guess you could call it that if you would believe I can calm and charm creatures with my fiddle." He smiled, very happy about it. If he could settle even one vicious beast just by playing, then he was proud. "Nothing major, but I always believed that music was a good way to get to someone's heart. How can you still be angry and violent when someone's showing you such a peaceful and beautiful tune? Why would you want to attack each other when you could love each other instead?"

    He felt a little awkward suddenly and fell silent. "I'm sorry. I just... get really passionate about it and I don't know where it came from. I just started babbling." In truth, he supposed he just wanted to talk about something else... anything else that wasn't the manor or what happened there and he was really fishing for new topics. Though, he was the one that started it, wasn't he? He almost couldn't even remember. "I once dreamed that I'd be a music star and people would come from all over and pay huge amounts just to watch me play. Is that a silly dream? It's not like it could ever happen, right?" Who would pay rupees for tavern ditties?

    He was looking at Sira now, feeling in a little higher spirits. "You know.. once we get something to eat and I'm feeling a little better, I'd be very interested in hearing about you and your family." They hadn't really had much of a chance to talk about themselves. They sort of went right to business and just dove headfirst into Tiketh's problems without much planning or thought. Maybe now it was finally time to settle back and get to know one another. He was curious about Zimo as well. As much as they'd been together so far, he still knew so very little about the Zora and he felt terrible about it. They would risk their lives for him and he didn't even know their families or anything about them.
     
  8. So Nasira’s father was a sheikah. For whatever reason, Zimo was having a touch of trouble with processing that. Maybe it was because she couldn’t think of any shiekah which she knew personally deciding to settle down in the desert. But the few sheikah in the Order were those who took the old oaths to the royal family to heart, and saw the Order as the closest means to honouring them in the royal family’s absence. There was a peculiar feeling in her chest, though Zimo would be ill-inclined to successfully identify it as prejudice—that would come with a self-awareness which she lacked.

    “So, your twin sister’s a mage?” Zimo decided to focus on that aspect of what she had learned rather than dwell on anything else. It seemed as if she had found a common thread between her and the gerudo. “I’ve got a twin too—identical—and she’s apprentice to our great uncle, a warlock. I never had such a firm grasp over magic as her.” Probably due to personality, rather than innate ability. Zimo had never committed herself to spellcasting, being a proponent of the easy path and mastering what she was already good at. The parts of her inquisitorial training which required familiarity with sensing magic and discerning its effects had come with a great deal of effort, and she had felt close to giving up on her training more than once. “So, you ‘dabble’ Ben? I guess you could call what I do that, but it sounds like you’re already beyond me. Calming animals sounds like a useful gift. Wish I'd been blessed with the same talent as my sister Arlena.”

    “Identical twins are kind of rare among zora-kind,” she decided to explain after a moment, uncertain of the two humans’ familiarity with her race. “We both developed in the same egg, you see. Split apart, early in development. So, we have the same hatchday.” She was probably rambling, but at least it kept her from saying something stupid which she would regret. “Fraternal twins are a little different with us—even if there’s more than one egg in a clutch, there’s no guarantee they’ll hatch at the same time. So, zora twins don’t always have the same hatchday. Er, that’s birthday minus the birthing.”

    Sira’s stomach rumbled as they passed the market stall, causing Zimo to smirk through her scarred lips. “A bite to eat sounds good. Something fresh ought to be better than something reheated.” Truth be told, she was hungry too. Travelling on land with the others, she hadn’t caught herself a fish for breakfast and had made do with a small bit of bread and cheese from her ration pack. “Consider lunch on me—I’d be a crap host otherwise.”
     
  9. Nasira Shahr

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    Trying to find a place to put her hands, Sira settled on crossing them behind her back. "My sister is pretty amazing all the way around. She's a gifted sand mage, though I think she prefers the term witch." Sira paused, "She isn't evil though, just a lover of the theatrics and she does them well. To be honest if you were to compare us together, she'd be the one that has done everything and is good at everything. Naturally I am her biggest fan." the gerudo laughed sincerely evidently having long ago given up any sort of thought that she was equal to her sister. Nasira settled for being left behind and was actually okay with that, Rawiya was great in the limelight. "You have a twin as well?" Suddenly curious, she didn't even know zora could have twins. Thankfully Zimo explained it quite thoroughly. Well there was something more that Zimo and her had in common. "I never knew that. Do you and your twin get along?" She had to ask after all.

    "Eh, I have no grasp on magic. It always bored me as a kid and well, I'd much rather use my hands for making a point." Playfully shrugging, she'd look to Tiketh. "So you're something of a mesmerizer?" There was probably a better word for it but at the moment she couldn't even think of it. How Tiketh put it, she could understand. Music was beautiful after all. Who could be angry when listening to something that just lulled the monsters from your soul. "Well now you are making me want to listen to you all the more!" She'd give him a gentle bump with her hip, "The world is still young, you could still be a music star. Invite me to your gigs and I'll happily be your groupie."

    Such things would have to be after a meal though. "Agreed, no more dried meats and stuff. I'd eat even the soup even though I can't usually stand it." Pausing somewhat to dispute the zora, Sira closed her mouth quickly. Even if she argued about paying, she had a feeling that the woman would tell her to stuff it. "Then the next thing is on me. Thank you Zimo."
     
  10. Tiketh

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    Tiketh found himself completely fascinated by Zimo's "hatchday" story. Sometimes it was hard to remember that even though Zoras were bipedal and intelligent and acted just like any other person around... they were not human and their bodies worked in such different ways that Hylians or Gerudo or any other humanoid around (bar the goron species he supposed). "I'd like to hear more about that, too," he decided, "I don't have a twin, but I do have a sister I only found just recently. The first time I visited the manor, we met. I thought she had been long dead and gone, but she was been holing up inside, living there all these years. We parted and she's staying somewhere here in Rauru now. I wanted to see her, I just... couldn't bring myself to while Take was around. I couldn't put her in that kind of danger again."

    He smiled, "But we send messages back and forth. I should tell her I'm back in town and it's okay to be together now." Maybe that was a good place to restart his life. He and Alice could find respectable, well paying work and find a home somewhere together and they'd be happy. It would be... perfect.

    "Hah! Maybe I'll even become famous somewhere and will be able to buy Alice and even grander palace. At least I've already got one fan." He grinned at Nasira. Sometime he was going to have to find a small animal like a dog or a cat somewhere and show her his gift. Still, despite his cheery mood, he was starting to slow his pace and lag behind.The sickness was starting to get to him even when he was pretending it wasn't. He was putting it out of his mind, but it was real and would not simply just allow him to feel better for no reason without proper care or medicine.
     
  11. A witch? Zimo had to stop herself from verbalizing some distaste. The word held dark connotations, particularly to an inquisitor sworn to hunt down practitioners of evil magicks. That did not mean Shadow mages or witches in and of themselves, of course, but she believed there were fine moral lines which should not be crossed in the pursuit of magical aptitude. Zimo decided then and there that it would be best not to inquire more about Nasira’s sister, lest she be compelled into action by learning some fact she shouldn’t know. Besides, even if Nasira’s family was some witch coven that worshipped and allied themselves with false deities, the peace treaty would keep them safe from the Order’s wrath… That is, so long as their demon worship stayed outside of civilized settlements under her protection.

    “Arlena and I, uh, have our differences,” she replied. The truth was that she had rarely seen her twin since Arlena had left to take her apprenticeship under their great uncle. Primarily at family gatherings, such as during the Winter Solstice every year. Some of it was probably Zimo’s fault. They shared the same face—but one one was marred by grizzly burns. But the inquisitor wouldn’t have been the sort to talk about her jealousy, even if she had somehow possessed the self-awareness to recognise it. “People grow apart, I guess. It’s not a big deal.” Nasira’s next point was one which Zimo could get more aboard with. “Right? I wouldn’t call it boring, or at least not the result boring, but I never wanted to spend hours with my eyes glued to books and ‘listening for the waves lapping from the sea of eventualities’ or whatever crap those magic tutors drone on about.” Raising up her fists, she mimed boxing an invisible opponent in front of her. “I’m more hands-on myself, too. Less of a pugilist than a knife fighter, but I’ve won my share of brawls.”

    “Your sister’s here in Rauru, Ben?” Zimo said, looking to Tiketh when he mentioned that. “And she was living alone in that messed up mansion before that?” She supposed that explained why the hylian had wanted to come to Rauru after they had concluded their business at the manor. She would likely have returned to Rauru herself, in any case, so she hadn’t been inclined to ask questions about it. “Does she have a place here? If you’re looking for a place to settle down…” Zimo could definitely talk up Rauru Village if the opportunity presented itself. It was a safe, secure place to live—compared to the majority of other places. Too many people thought ill of her town, concerned with over-restrictiveness that was greatly exaggerated.

    “Ha, sure, next meal on you then,” Zimo agreed with Sira.
     
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    It was honestly something she wished she heard more about. More people that were twins so she could maybe assess how they varied from another. Her and Rawiya were twins of course but they were so different from each other. And why she was certainly the self proclaimed fan of Rawiya's, she was also acutely aware of her own misgivings. Sira never said it and never would but she considered herself far inferior to her sibling. There was no doubt in her mind that her sibling also acknowledge the fact that really, Sira was merely a bump on a log while Rawi was so amazing and did so much that it was only by the blood in their veins they had any common interest now.

    Stopping herself from getting bogged down in her own private self loathing the gerudo chuckled and nodded along with Zimo. "Same. My parents tried to get me interested but when there is a place so wide and open that you can go explore and adventure in rather than a book, I couldn't resist." She watched how Zimo mock sparred her unseen opponent. "There is something satisfying about punching the lights out of a ignorant toad. I'm sure you mean business when the nitty gritty gets down." Sira might have suggested a friendly brawl between the pair of them but honestly right now was not a good idea.

    Especially considering what Tiketh had to say. Slowly her pace noticing how he was beginning to lag behind, she'd hitch herself to his side. Staying close but not yet offering him some counterbalance weight to hold on to. Even if she wanted to not look worried, she couldn't feign the concern. "Your sister lived in that place?" Sira repeated after Zimo. "Well if she is here then we ought to find her and get you guys back together." She caught onto Zimo's words of a place to settle down, "At least Zimo is here to help you two, so that should be a good thing." She'd agree before chuckling and nodding along to the idea of catching the next meal on her pay. "Number one fan till the end!" She'd chime in with a polite quite little hoot. "Loyal from this day forward."
     
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    Tiketh felt he was closer with these two now than he had ever been sine he'd met either of them. Something about learning these little secrets and details of their personal lives made him feel like he knew them so much better now. They had families they cared for that cared about them as well. Now Tiketh too had a sister to care for just as dearly as these ladies loves their sisters. He was looking forward to having such a wonderful relationship as they had. "I don't know exactly where in Rauru Alice is staying actually. She mentioned working in return for a room at an inn, but didn't say which one. She says she's getting along fine and they give her good work and food there. We'll have to get together sometime and work out something more permanent."

    He felt bad for being so slow, thanking Nasira softly for coming back and not leaving him behind. "My head is killing me now," he admitted, "I have a terrible ache and it feels like someone took an axe to my skull." He groaned quietly. Soup wasn't going to fix this, but maybe a good nap would. "I don't mean to whine and slow us down. I will be fine, I promise. Just.. after some rest and then everything'll be alright and dandy." News of finding a place for him and his sister and entertaining his dear new friends was great to boost his morale and keep spirits high.

    "How far did you say it was?"
    he asked ahead to Zimo, hoping her home was near. He wasn't sure how much longer he was going to feel like walking before giving up and plopping down somewhere on the road or street or just staggering off to one of the inns instead. He knew such a good one that appreciated his music and company and liked offering free rooms in exchange. "If there's anything that needs being done in exchange for my stay," he offered, "I'm a pretty good handyman. I can fix things like fences and doors and roofs. I mean... if you do need any assistance anywhere, I'd be more than happy to lend it while we're there." Hard work would keep him busy anyway.
     
  14. “Damn straight, I do,” Zimo replied to Nasira, a smug grin crossing her face. “A good smack-around can be therapeutic, I say. Gets the blood pumping, too. If you’re up for it, I could show you ‘round the sparring grounds later. See how well we shape up against each other?” She’d finally found her excuse to fight Nasira—something she’d been curious about since first seeing her at the Spring Festival—and hoped the gerudo would take her up on it. Zimo felt she could relate with the woman’s thoughts on books too. The inquisitor preferred hands-on experience over turning pages, any day—much to the dismay of her childhood teachers.

    Sira echoed her thoughts about Tiketh’s sister. It was true, she was here to help—for the time being. “I wouldn’t be much of a neighbor though,” she said. “Never in town for long, these days. Work keeps me on my toes.” So, he didn’t know where his sister, this Alice, was precisely staying. “There are a couple places we could check for her,” Zimo suggested. “The Silver Stag is your standard inn and tavern—drinks and good cheer, you know? Then there’s the Evening Star, which is more of a homey place to stay. What sounds more like Alice’s speed?”

    The hylian seemed to be coming down with something, mentioning his headache. “Not far, but I thought we wanted some food—hey Mister, fill our flasks, would ya!” Zimo strolled past her companions to the street vendor, speaking with him for moment. Before long, she returned with two flasks, hot to the touch and steaming. “Pumpkin soup… to go!” she said, beaming. “Is it a drink or a meal? I don’t freaking know, but it’ll do your head good, Tickles.” She passed him one of the flasks before taking a gulp from the second and then holding it out for Nasira. Evidently, she took no issue with sharing. “So long as you’re not coming down with whatever he’s got,” she clarified.
     
  15. Nasira Shahr

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    Sira chuckled and raised a fist to that of Zimo, “In any other time, any other day I would oblige you with that invitation but-” There was a pause that stated probably more than she felt comfortable with. “After all that has transpired, I’d have to take a rain check. Though now that I can firmly say we are on the same common ground, maybe when I am in a better place and not so worn we can have that match.” To be honest she was slightly out of sorts. Watching over Tiketh and now thinking about her sister, she wasn’t in a good mood to have a rumble. Even if it would be amazing to see Zimo at her best.

    She’d go quiet whilst the two of them conversed, watching both and making sure Tiketh wasn’t lagging any further behind that she would have to catch him all the sudden.

    Paying attention and noting the names of places Zimo listed, she perked up more so with the mention of a meal. She’d take the flask, “I’m good! Healthy as a horse, just critically thinking about my family.” She stated truthfully with a warm chuckle and hastily took an eager gulp of the pumpkin soup. For now, she could stomach it, granted it did taste really good. Was she just super hungry or was this made differently than any other soup she had prior.

    My compliments,” Sira smacked her lips and looked towards the vendor. She’d have to make a comment another day, right now they needed Tiketh to be in a bed resting.
     
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    Tiketh's head was killing him now, vision blurring some, mind swimming. He reached up a hand to rub the side of his head if would bring any sort of comfort and could feel a distinct bump there. "Ouch!" he gasped, yanking his hand away. No wonder it hurt so badly! Had he been hit somewhere at the manor and hadn't noticed. Through fear and adrenaline, maybe he hadn't been able to truly feel the pain until it had all calmed and that adrenaline rush was starting to wear off. "I must got banged up worse than I thought," he groaned.

    "Sorry about that."
    He managed another smile and kept talking, "I've probably been to all the inns a few times each, enough that they know my face. I told Alice to mention me and they might give her a good deal. Later on, I can go for a walk and see if I can pinpoint... exactly where she's staying." He really didn't feel up to it now. He almost didn't want to eat the offered soup, worried he was going to be sick and vomit it back up and all over. Or maybe it would actually help instead and his stomach would settle.

    Taking the offered flask, Tiketh bowed his head, "Thank you so much. I hate being a burden like this. I just... don't know what's wrong with me today." Why did today of all days have to leave him being so miserable and rotten? He only wanted to celebrate and enjoy time with his friends as they've had so little happiness together so far. He took a sip and really did feel better almost instantly. "Oh! this is really good! Thank you again. You're so kind to me.."
     
  17. “Aww, well, another time then—I’ll hold you to it.” Zimo had to agree with the gerudo though. After everything they had been through, she needed a break. There hadn’t been much time to rest and recuperate on the road to Rauru, after all. Just a few days at home would be a godsend. “I’ll admit it’s not often I actually look forward to paperwork. Worst part of the job.” And she was, of course, going to submit a report about what had transpired at the manor. She had decided ahead of time to keep from any mention of it being the Tiketh family manor. All that needed to be in the report was that a man knew about a malevolent spirit tied to an abandoned house. She didn’t want to create trouble for her friend, after all.

    “Your head’s really hurting, eh?” Zimo said, patting the man on the back sympathetically. He already had his share of troubles, didn’t he. “Could have caught a bug on the road. It happens sometimes. A night’s sleep in a warm bed instead of a quickly-made campsite will do you some good.” She continued leading the way, the buildings getting a little closer together and more abundant as they neared the town center. “I think I mentioned before that my brother Arun moved out. You can rest up in his old room. We’re just about there.”
     
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    Oh, hush Tiketh.” Sira gave him a soft pat on the shoulder, “You are not a burden, do not think of yourself as such. It has just been stressful couple days and you need rest.” She was ready to go mother mode if necessary which was a weird concept considering she was not a mother. Sira would chalk it up to having younger siblings. Yes, that was it.

    It was kind of funny to think that he was so whiney about being sick, she was surprised he wasn’t worse considering the events. But she wasn’t about to look a gifted horse in the mouth either. Take was gone and they had at least begun to set the hylian onto the right path. It was just a minor hiccup right now and to be perfectly honestly, she could use the rest herself. Maybe debate where her next path would be going or even maybe lingering around long enough to make sure both companions were taken care of. Perhaps she was lacking some sort of need to watch out for another.

    Naw, that was silly. "Sounds good, my feet are ready to rest for a bit."
     
  19. Tiketh

    Tiketh Just Me and My Darker Side
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    Tiketh sneezed. He rubbed his nose across his sleeve. It was not a very sanitary thing to do, rather bad manners, but it wasn't like he was trying to think about how to be a proper gentleman right then when he could barely even stand up straight and keep himself feeling up to even wanting to look presentable. Zimo's offer of a warm bed was sounding better and better by the minute and he was shivering, feeling so cold all of a sudden thinking of how he'd like to warm up. The soup helped so much and he found himself almost chugging down the rest of it. He held back enough to take slow swallows and savory the soup to make it last.

    "I-I mean I just... appreciate how much you guys are doing for me,"
    he managed, taking another drink from the flask. They treated him like family already and he wanted to return the favor. He would not forget this kindness and he was going to make it up to them someday somehow. Though he had no money and few friends with little influence, he'd still find a way and they were going to be so happy with him.

    "I make it a point to always repay a kindness. If not today, then someday I'll definitely make this up to you two."
    And that was a promise he was intending to keep lest it wound up killing him first.
     

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