Cost ( Emily )

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"M-mister.. aren't you hurt?"

He smiled kindly.

"I'm invincible.. nothing can hurt me.. on the otherh and, are you alright?"

The child fearfully nodded his head.

"That's good.."

The small girl got to her feet and studied his face. A faraway concern crept into her eyes.

"Are you really okay mister?"

Ein stood, slightly struggling and struck a pose.

"See? I'm as good as ever!"

Something cracked.

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"..Guess I kinda shouldn't have done that, huh..?"

The white haired teen had settled somewhere in a small outdoor cafe. A small drink was held in his hands sluggishly. He still felt a dull ache from being trampled by that horse. To tell the truth, the kid was going to be hit, but she would have only came out with a few bruises. But seeing her, it reminded him of long ago, when he himself was saved the same way. She said the same things too..

Ein took a small sip of whatever was in his cup. It tasted bittersweet.

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[emily]

Emily was growing ever more fond of Hyrule Castle and the town that surrounded it. The last several days had been spent there and, despite all the people and all the things, her number of incidents and accidents was at a record low for such a new area. That's not saying a lot, not a day went by where any money she happened to be carrying went toward repaying someone for something, but Emily had some sort of mysterious, neverending source of rupees, at least that's what it might seem like to most.

In truth at night as a little tiny white ball of light she fluttered about and stole all the money! Bwahahaha~

Not that the thought had never crossed her mind, but Emily was too innocent to try anything like that. Too innocent and clumsy. Few people would react well to a burglar, let alone one who destroyed half their kitchen when she tripped making her grand escape. No, Emily just had rupees, end of story, don't question it.

And it would see that once more she'd be paying someone off as she was lost in the thoughts of daring ne'er-do-well and thievery, or at least the romantic aspects of it immortalized in the stories. Eyes glazed over and her feet moving at a practiced, steady pace despite herself, Emily walked straight into the table occupied by an aching boy and practically somersaulted straight over it. Except the somersault recovery had been done before. This time with a start Emily managed to catch herself by doing a little dance, wherein her foot caught the table leg. She fell down, the table tipped over and the drink went flying.

Emily saw the drink flying through the air, being as sweet and noble as she was, and decided it was the least she could do to save it. Quick calculations and deft movements placed her, while lying down after her fall, around where the drink would land. She reached up, waited, and received a faceful of whatever it was the boy was drinking as the cup landed open-side down on top of her.

Both arms fell to the side and Emily lay there on the ground, trying to figure out where she went wrong.

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"..."

It was a miracle he was still in his chair - he nearly jumped from shock. His entire table flipped over, and a girl was on the other end, her face splattered with ***.

He blinked a few times. What just happened was real, right? No hallucinations, no daydream.. it was real? That fact suddenly brought him back to consciousness. If she fell over she might be hurt..

"Are you alrigh-

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He quickly stood and rushed over, but a little too quickly. Suddenly, something in his back arched painfully, and he tripped on top of her.



Now he wished it was a daydream.

He was going to make a bigger deal out of this than it already was in a second, but his back was cramping, and his body refused to move from the uncomfortable position he was in.

"Um.."

He clenched his eyes and smiled.

"..Does it hurt anywhere?"
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[emily]

There was a voice, a quick pain in her leg and then everything went dark. Not black, but dark. Dark as in the light that would normally be on her was being blocked by something, someone, who had just tripped over on her. Startled out of her mug-induced daze Emily blinked and looked up, straight at the boy that was on top of her. Wait what? On top of her? Pain in her leg? Pain in her face?

Was this rape?

No, then she realized what had happened, though that failed to explain why the boy was over her. Though he clenched his eyes and she very quickly realized he was in pain. She gasped. Did she cause the pain? Was this her fault? She wouldn't be surprised, with her kind of luck. She quickly slid her way out from under him with much more grace than she seemed to have and knelt at his side.

"Are you okay? I can heal you! Where does it hurt?" A flurry of questions as her hand started to glow white with magic as she waited for directions on where to heal. She was so used to people getting tangled up in her accidents, her healing magic was as used as her apologetic smile.

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Wh-wh-what was h-happening?

Suddenly, he was knocked over by a wave of confusion. It was as if everything flipped on it's side. Girl comes, tries to help, get's help? He also noticed white magic glowing in her hands. So she could use magic.. he read about it plenty - it still pops up ins his books every now and then during his reads in Hyrule. Suddenly, his body felt a bit lighter, Ein got to his feet.



"S-see? I just, um, cramped a little. So.."

Ein dusted off his coat and set the table and chairs back in place. Luckily, nobody really noticed in the bustling confusion of the marketplace, although a man reading a paper nearby was giving him strange looks.

He took a seat and folded his arms, closing his eyes in thought.

"So uh.. to start.. who are you?"

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[emily]

Who are you?

Don't you know who I am?

I'm the... little fairy who stumbled over you and knocked your drink all over the place.

"My name's Emily," she responded after a moment of thought. Well not really thought as her head going into the clouds again. That's where it usually was, and that's why she was often found stumbling over tables and knocking over drinks. Emily offered the boy a smile. "I'm so sorry about knocking over your drink, here, let me get you another one," she said and just like that she was gone to wherever orders were taken in that cafe.

Before long she returned with another mug and placed it on the table. "I'm assuming this is right. I just asked for whatever you had before and pointed to you. I'm not sure if the person I was talking to is native to the area, she didn't speak our language very well. Anyway, here, and sorry, again, I'm a real klutz around anything that isn't bolted down!" she explained in a flurry of words that probably came out more as a jumble than an actual, tangible sentence.

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Despite the circumstances, Ein could hold it in with one hand over his lips. He laughed briefly, but brightly - the child in him really showed. Briefly, he wondered, out of all the females in Hyrule he'd met so far, that he had only come across the more excited ones, discluding Faust. Although, that wasn't really a bad thing. Wiping a small tear from his right eye, Ein said in a sobered up voice,

"Y-you, you didn't have to get me a new one.."

Straightening his collar, Ein politely took the drink and offered her a seat. The sun beat heavily down, yet, the breeze was pleasantly springy for a day that was supposedly going to be too windy.

"Um, I'm Ein. Nice to meet you, Miss Emily."



Resting his chin on his knuckles, Ein peered at the girl curiously. Now that he saw her in better light, she seemed pretty stout for her age - which he guessed was around 16 or 17 by her voice and stature.
I guess what Ein came out with in the end was that this person kind of looked like the sort of girl who would be klutzy. However, he shook his head kindly.

"No, I think it's pretty cute, and besides, I'm a pretty trippy person myself,"he said, chuckling slightly again, "I used to not be able to make toast without burning myself. I think I still kind of do.."

[emily]

Cute? Cute?! CUUUUUUUTE!

Emily's cheeks lit up at the casual way he mentioned that he thought it was cute. Sure, it wasn't a direct compliment or anything. He was referring to her clumsiness as a whole, as a trait, and he found that cute. But indirectly he was calling her cute. Why was he calling her cute? Right, clumsiness. Emily's eyes found the ground off to the side as her cheeks burned.

"C-cute?" she stammered, blinking a few times and trying to draw her gaze upward to his but unsuccessfully. "What do you mean by that?" she asked, her gaze finding that same stone on the ground that she had become fixated on. "I mean... yeah, I find toast kind of hard to make, too." Really, Emily? Really? Not only was she a klutz but apparently she was quite a ditz when the time came, too.

Derp.

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Ein nodded and grinned, his thin trails of white hair slightly bouncing with motion. "Is it really so hard to understand? You're really cute, you know."

Apparently, he still didn't know where to draw the line in meeting new people. He did everything he could to be friendly, and to be frank, there was a person who cared for him like this, but she was no longer in his world anymore. Putting his hands on his knees, he finished the drink and leaned forward earnestly.

"You look like an interesting person. Where're you from?" he asked, and meant it.

(( lol, you took up an entire paragraph of speculating monologue. ))

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[emily]

Emily was just the cutest little thing when she was being bashful, trying her best to be polite and look at him while he talked to her and finding it increasingly harder to actually look at him the more he complimented her. Now she was an interesting person on top of being cute. One thing was all to clear to those with a wise eye: Emily needed to get laid. To be so bashful and shy just because she was called cute was a bit absurd, and spoke volumes about her as a person.

But aww, ain't she just the most adorable thing?

And now he was taking an interest in her. Emily bit at her lip for a moment. "I'm from... you know, I think I need a drink! What're you having, anyway? Hang on, I'll go get myself something and we can continue this conversation!" she said with a sporadic mixture of bashfulness, nervousness and, weirdly, excitement. She quickly got up and went back to the server where she had gone before to replace Einar's drink. Once more a few minutes passed.

Then Emily returned with a giant glass of milk and laid it on the table. "I'm really sorry, again, for knocking over your drink earlier and knocking you over too. Are you sure you're not hurt anywhere? It looked like it was more painful than cramps."

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( Dude, do you want Ein to have sex with her or something? @_@ )



Ein made a slightly distant and playful look on his face as he twirled his index finger around his ear for implication.

"Oh my! Did you hear that just now? It sounded like pointless worrying out of the mouth cute girl?~"

Dropping the act, Ein folded his hands kindly and said, "I'm fine, honestly. I did see something interesting earlier though.. could you do something about this then?"

Leaning slightly, he held out his right hand, carefully hiding his blood red left. The hand was slightly scraped and bruised, with a only small dull purple in the base of his thumb. White magic, huh? That sure couldn't help that cursed arm of his.. nor his left, scarred eye. Maybe if it was powerful enough, but so far, in Hyrule, the only thing he could do is follow vague rumors of powerful cure..

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