Here, There, and Maybe There Too [Medy/Open]

[Rennal]

Rennal stumbled down the hills to Lake Hylia, his dusty cape flowing behind him, sweating and thirsty. He bent down next to the Lake and drank immediately, then spalshed his face with the water, and shook out his hair. He sighed in relief. "Geez. This heat wave can really get to you," he said, forgetting for a moment that Owen was actually looking for him.

Then it dawned on him. In order to sway Owen from his identity, Rennal couldn't exist. He had to abandon his identity, because as long as he held onto it he would act suspicious. He had to become Iadar. And then his creative training kicked in, from Calemar: If you want to fool someone, fool your allies before your enemy. Forget yourself, forget you as Rennal exists, and become your character. Rennal does not exist. You are...

Iadar.

He stood up, and sighed. That's an idea you had to get used to, though. You couldn't just abandon who you were in favour of someone else... could you? Sure you can, my boy. All it takes is to learn your character well enough, and then become him.

He had an extensive knowledge of history and as such knew many characters from history other people could only dream about, Iadar had been dedicated to his work, but he'd failed. He'd never gotten his name out. Someone else took the credit.

He turned around to face Owen. He'd told him before that he knew no Rennal, but he'd seen the postings around. And then they went into an extensive conversation of dodging and weaving on Rennal's end, and questioning and investiaging on Owen's end.

He just couldn't keep up the front anymore, so Rennal no longer existed.

"There's where the doc is," Rennal said, pointing at a large lighthouse not too far from where they were. "He doesn't live here, but he promised to meet me her to discuss a few things."

[Owen Enders]

[OOC: AHA, this is where the thread is. I spent ages trying to find it. T_T]

Bemused was the expression that covered Owen’s face at this moment; he was really starting to get bored of the current climate. His hair was beginning to irritate him by hanging in front of his eyes and the sweat from his brow was making matters worse. Following Rennal down the hill, he wiped his forehead again to remove both from his bother for the time being as he watched his companion make the most of having reached the lake. Unusually, thirst was something not bothering the hydromancer, strange considering how the heat was really affecting him in almost every other way.

Walking beside Rennal and dipping his hand in the water, Owen then wiped his hand against various parts of his face to moisturise and freshen up a little. Regardless of how the temperature had warmed the lake up a little, it was still unbelievable refreshing. Flicking the excess from his hand back to the lake, he turned attention back to Rennal, who had apparently enjoyed rehydrating himself. Brushing his hair out from before his eyes once again, he followed the man’s direction as he pointed out towards the lighthouse. Nodding in acknowledgement, Owen then continued to pose some questions as he had done on the way down.

”Fair enough. So, who exactly is this doctor person? I honestly can’t say that I’ve ever met him before nor heard about him.”

This time however, Owen was genuinely intrigued rather than suspicious. Whilst he had been aware of the lighthouse at the lake for some time, it had never occurred to him that he should perhaps investigate it to introduce himself to perhaps more habitants of the area.

”What are you actually meeting him for anyway?”

[Rennal]

Rennal started for the lighthouse, hoping Owen wouldn't follow but knowing better. "Doctor Slai. She's not very well known, and she's a little crazy. But she means well."

It was true. Slai had been his family doctor until Rennal turned twelve, so it hadn't been likely that she would recognize him until she found him. He told her to keep quiet, and so far, as far as he knew, she hadn't told a soul. If she had, he would've been caught by now. A past life...

He sighed. "She found something that she says can cure the common cold, and wants me to test it out." Told you she was crazy.

[Volkin]

While Rennal led Owen to the lighthouse, Volkin stepped out of the tailor shop with two sets of clothes and a few bolts of cloth and sprinted to the abandoned house near Telma's bar. He did everything he could to take the path less traveled to avoid any sort of suspicion. Once near the house he took a quick look around and made his way in through a side window. The idea of checking the front door hadn't even crossed the young Minish's mind.

He pulled his mask up over his face, wondering to himself why he hadn't done that in first place, in order to keep himself from sneezing on the dust. "Okay, cleaning time." Volkin began to rush through the house, using a piece of one of the cloths to begin wiping everything down.