[center][h1][color=darkgreen]Linkle[/color][/h1][/center]
[center][h3][color=red]Merge Rate: 33%[/color][/h3][/center]

[center]Word Count: 466 [/center]

[center][color=darkgreen]Level 10[/color] - (29/100) + 1[/center] 

[center]Location: Frozen Highlands ~ Snowdin [/center]

[@Dark Cloud][@Majoras End]
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"Oh, that's your..." Linkle marveled in a state of shocked amazement as she looked at the heart Frisk has manifested in front of them. That was the child's whole soul? They could just pull that out and do different things with it? "Wow, I've never heard of anything like that where I'm from." Souls leaving the body was a very bad thing, and if either people or monsters could become more powerful from fusing together she could imagine the reasons why they would avoid one another. Or why there were so few humans that Papyrus had never seen one, but Papyrus seemed way too good natured and Frisk far too unguarded around him for that to be the case. She also couldn't help but notice how similar it was to the was spirits worked, and how it was literally a heart, the same way The Master of Master's talked about what they would call the soul. "Can I...this is so weird...can you touch it? Would that hurt?"

A more shocking revelation was that Albedo of all people only barely knew more about his own powers than Linkle did. He held out his amber trinket to show them, the source of all his powers. "I thought for sure you were just, like, a wizard." Linkle said. "So if I held on to that thing, I could make flowers bloom? That's so cool!" 

The conversation was interrupted as the big cat came back to deliver their drinks, Linkle eagerly downing the cacao as he went and knocked on his masters door to summon her. Linkle was surprised they hadn't come out to see Papyrus, who spoke loudly as a matter of course. What came through the door made Linkle tense up a moment, as it was another candidate who qualified to fulfill [i]The Prophecy[/i] of Linkle's beneficial death. She couldn't really stay tense around someone with that funny of an accent though, and even when she pulled out her blades it was only so she could do a little jig that healed up Treat's leg.

Linkle wasn't the only one who had tensed up. Treat immediately assumed that she wasn't welcome in the house as soon as she saw the other girls had the opposite ears from her. Linkle shook her head as their hostess reassured her that all were welcome in her house. "Treat. If you keep assuming people are out to get you just for how you look you're going to end up all twisted." She said gently, before standing up. It was a lesson this whole experience had taught her as well. "Can you hit me with that too, Miss?" She said, raising a hand as she addressed the healer. "We were going to head out to a spooky hospital after this to look for an 'internet' and I'd rather be in tip top condition for that."