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[center]Word Count: 520 [/center]

[center][color=00aeef][b] Level 7[/b] [/color] - (53/70) + 1[/center]

[center][color=darkgreen]Level 10[/color] - (18/100) + 1[/center] 

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[center][h1][color=00aeef]Link[/color][/h1][/center]

[center]Location: Carcass Island[/center]
[@DracoLunaris]
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Link plucked the lollypop out of RIka's outstretched hand like one would a small flower before, hoping to encourage the despondent abyssal to do the same, popping it in his mouth. His teeth instantly sheered the paper stick in half, leaving him to roll the candy ball around in his mouth. Maybe it was the fact that he was still blisteringly hungry, but the flavor hit him like a blub to the face. Sweet, but tangy. It was the taste of that pined apple they had eaten back at their impromptu beach cookout. It made him want to cook again.

He took a moment to compose himself before turning his attention back to the problem of the Abyssal. Her answer hadn't done anything to set his mind at ease. He wished that she had said that she didn't remember anything because that would at least line up with his experience. Instead she had been taken from somewhere in this world and placed in their path, which begged the question of where he had been before being turned into one of the hands pawns.

Her answer had illuminated her own situation. She was a spectator to endless, and in her own words [i]purposeless[/i], conflict. Or at least a conflict that she didn't understand, against an enemy she had never even seen. If that was all you thought life was then he didn't blame her for wanting to lie down and find some place peaceful she could sleep forever. She was lost and ignorant. He had been there.

"Listen to the girl." He said to the Princess. "Look at how much of a difference a day can make. The ocean you know is just a small part of the world. Most are better." To prove it he approached, pulling the slate from his side flipping to his photo album before showing her. [url=https://www.zeldadungeon.net/wiki/images/2/2b/Subdued-Ceremony-1.jpg]A resplendent castle shining in the distance.[/url] [url=https://www.zeldadungeon.net/wiki/images/1/1c/Blades-of-the-Yiga-1.jpg]A desert sanctuary at sunset[/url]. [url=https://www.zeldadungeon.net/wiki/images/b/bc/Shelter-from-the-Storm-1.jpg]A lone tree overlooking a great bridge.[/url] The lively inside of a tavern, a familiar blue medabot prominently featured. Snapshots of a world beyond what the Princess had ever known. "We're going to be leaving this island soon, after one last battle. Hang around until then and we'll show you a world you can [i]live[/i] in. 

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[center][h1][color=darkgreen]Linkle[/color][/h1][/center]
[center][h3][color=red]Merge Rate: 33%[/color][/h3][/center]
[center]Location: Frozen Highlands ~ Snowdin - Treat's Doll House[/center]
[@Majoras End][@Lugubrious]
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Linkle ears perked up at Frisk's suggestion of going to talk with the rabbits alone, bristling with worry she couldn't put words to without either sounding like a crazy person or beating up two of the sweetest residents of Snowdin. Tackling the problem from both angles was actually a really good idea, so she couldn't poo poo it on that account. Still, even if they weren't good at fighting that didn't mean a fight wasn't going to start. 

"Albedo?" she asked as Frisk made their way out the door, an idea popping into her head. "Could you please walk Frisk back to the village while I take care of this basement problem? Just to make sure nothing bad happens. Those rabbits might [i]see red[/i] if Frisk confronts them. I'll be right behind you, this shouldn't take two shakes of a cucco's tail."